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.

meant; his

terms that stringing someone along without giving in would eventually lead to

she couldn't keep

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

back would be as tough

letting me have my way, you're really testing my patience. You'll regret

called out, "James, does your boss ever make you regret

mention of his name, James instinctively answered from outside the door, "Uh, no,

Quintessa turned around, "I need to change for the next scene. Are you leaving, or

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

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

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