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

how are

none of yours,"

I'll give

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

he thought about wasn't

her

her feet, "You're not wearing that

thank-you for your mom's soup, a gift for you." Tyrone: Damn

nickel this time, just one shoe?" What the hell is the use of just one

"Be grateful. For what you've done, I could have

home and belongings, and still expected

Tyrone gritted his teeth,

was polished marble, chilly to the touch. Quintessa walked on it, her steps steady as if she

alone and thinly dressed, walking on the dark

I must owe you

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