Tyrone had his legs propped up on the table, with a taunting grin, "Kiss me then, give me a kiss and I'll tell you."

The next moment, everything went black, and Tyrone was already pressing down on him.

Pressed beneath her, Tyrone reached up to embrace her, only to receive a sharp bite on his lip. Quintessa warned in passing, "Behave yourself!"

It took a minute before Quintessa pushed off of him and stood up, "Speak!"

Rubbing his swollen lip, Tyrone felt extremely frustrated, "Why do I feel like we've got our roles reversed?"

He was resolute in taming Quintessa and ascend to the pinnacle of life.

But why did he always feel like something was off track?

Quintessa tilted his chin up with a finger, her smile wicked.

word, she let go, "I'm

that, how are you going

business, none of yours," Quintessa picked up

mine, I'll give you a lift

to lead to Quintessa's pregnancy-as his mother had said. He initially had physical interest in Quintessa and now, it

he thought about wasn't just pinning her down and

her until naturally woke up! That required

her feet, "You're not wearing

it a thank-you for your mom's soup, a gift for

you be generous for once, Quintessa? You don't even give me a nickel this time, just one shoe?" What the hell is the use of

sneered, "Be grateful. For what you've done, I could have killed you. Consider yourself

home and belongings,

walked out barefoot. Tyrone gritted his teeth,

Quintessa walked on it, her steps steady as if she felt nothing at

of the photo, where Quintessa was alone and thinly dressed,

cursed inwardly: Damn, I must owe

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