Tyrone had indulged Quintessa time and again, sharing his bed with her for countless nights without ever forcing her hand. It was a level of restraint that was unprecedented for him. He'd broken his own rules for Quintessa too many times, and had patiently waited for her to lie down willingly.

But Tyrone was done waiting.

With guys like Snow and Alexander circling like predators, he had to claim Quintessa before it became even more challenging.

He could feel the crisis looming ever closer.

He knew all too well how alluring Quintessa could be. People often said that one should marry a virtuous woman, but the ones who truly captivated men's hearts were enchantresses like her. Alexander's affection for Quintessa ran deep; he'd defied his family, abandoned the thriving empire of Serenitia, and come running back just to find her. That was commitment. Snow, a music icon who'd managed to avoid scandals for a decade, had suddenly expressed an interest in creating a buzz with Quintessa. That was definitely out of the ordinary! Tyrone felt a sense of urgency; he was grateful he had made his move quickly. Otherwise, Quintessa, that sly fox, would have been snatched up by someone else.

what Tyrone meant; his

had told her in no uncertain terms that stringing

aware she couldn't keep this

waited this long; what's the rush? Surely, Mr. York, you're not lacking confidence in yourself?" "It's not that I lack confidence in myself;

turn, she could forget you, and trying to win her back would be as tough as climbing to the heavens. Quintessa raised an eyebrow, "You have no confidence in me? I had no idea

of Quintessa's hair, "Quintessa, by not letting me

called out, "James, does

his name, James instinctively answered from outside the door, "Uh,

next scene. Are you leaving, or do you want to watch me

her against the vanity, "Of course, I'll watch.

to lash out, but instead, she said, "Sure, come

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