Tyrone hung up the phone, his face a study in calmness.

During the call, he thought he'd smash his cell to bits and burst into flames of rage once he was done. Alexander's sudden call had thrown a wrench into all his meticulous plans. Yet now, nothing happened.

A fire was raging in his chest, but Tyrone was eerily composed.

The woman Alexander was in love with was Quintessa. They had met back in Serenitia.

Tyrone had lied to his best friend. He said he didn't know Quintessa.

He was aware it wasn't right.

But why should he tell Alexander about it?

swoop in and steal Quintessa

stupidity was not in his

unscrupulous. The ruffian he became around Quintessa

friends, he played his cards close to the vest, never missing a

wanted in his fist, and

ways, he and Quintessa were alike—what's mine is mine, and don't you dare challenge

rule of thumb was clear: I know it's wrong to deceive you, but I won't feel a speck of guilt because when it comes to love,

but so do I. There's no reason I should let you have her,

his best friend was about to become his rival in

coldly, "Quintessa, what is it about you that

the office

soon as

vibe was off. James felt

attention, James

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