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.

she

like that, how are you

I leave is my business, none of yours," Quintessa picked

teeth, "Considering you're mine, I'll give

had said.

again, what he thought about wasn't just

was to sleep with her until naturally

glanced at her feet, "You're

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

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

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

belongings, and still expected to

walked out barefoot. Tyrone gritted his teeth, picked up his car keys

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

alone and thinly dressed, walking on

cursed inwardly: Damn, I must owe you

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