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.

a word, she let

like that, how

leave is my business, none of yours," Quintessa picked up her

"Considering you're mine, I'll

mother had said. He initially had physical interest in Quintessa and now, it had

again, what he thought about wasn't just pinning her down and

sleep with her

"You're not wearing

off, "Nope. Consider it a thank-you for your mom's soup, a gift for you." Tyrone:

give me a nickel this time, just one

you've done, I could have killed you. Consider

home and belongings, and still expected to thank

teeth, picked up his car keys and

polished marble, chilly to the touch. Quintessa walked on it, her steps steady

photo, where Quintessa was alone and

cursed inwardly: Damn, I must owe

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