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

in his school days, everyone would refer to him as a cool

others, he had to pretend, tow wear a mask, and calculate with those with

But with Quintessa?

suddenly bent down, her face inches from Tyrone’s, “Tyrone, you’ve fallen for me, haven’t

seemed to contract sharply, but

her hand, her voice tender, “Remember

softened by her touch, “Which

hard, “Don’t play dumb

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

find out in the

so sure about the future?

a few days, during which the

noticing Tyrone’s apparent guilt, she deliberately led

seemed to want it, he 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 all movement, which was truly miraculous,

inwardly. She didn’t buy the idea that Tyrone was sparing her feelings. More likely, he was