Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 119

Tyrone just lay down, sighing. “To have meat every day but not able to eat it, I’ve lost all my energy and can’t make it quick.”

Tyrone, in all earnestness, yearned for Quintessa.

But every night, as his clothes were shed, just shy of the final step, Quintessa would always douse the fire on Tyrone’s head with a single sentence.

It left Tyrone with an irrepressible fire that felt like a kettle that’s bubbling but never quite reaches the pour. It just cools down, bit by bit.

Thus, Tyrone was left hungering and hungering.

Quintessa, annoyed, shot at him, “Do you have no shame?”

her, “No, what’s the point of having

days, everyone would refer to him as a cool prince. But now? Now he’d really broken through all his bottoms in

he had to pretend, tow wear a mask,

But with Quintessa?

inches from Tyrone’s, “Tyrone,

moment, his pupils seemed to contract sharply, but then he composed himself, “What do you think?”

Tyrone’s face with her hand, her voice tender, “Remember what I

by her

him hard, “Don’t play dumb with

his cheek with a half–smirk, “If I have really fallen for you, what would you do about it?”

find out

was so

hotel room for a few days, during which

Tyrone’s apparent guilt, she deliberately led

never went beyond a few kisses and caresses. Even though he often lost control, with just a single prick from her words, Tyrone would actually cease

sneered inwardly. She didn’t buy the idea that Tyrone was sparing her