Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Quintessa patted Tyrone on the chest, "Wait till you get me that info, then I'll thank you, boss."

"You better make that thank-you special."

Her gaze was shadowy, and her smile was loaded with suggestion, "No problem. You scratch my back, I'll scratch yours."

Tyrone felt a tingle of anticipation, "Deal, but you've gotta promise me there'll be no more gossip linking you with any male celebs."

"I can't control the rumors, Tyrone. I won't stir the pot, but if the tabloids or someone else wants to use my name, I can't guarantee they won't."

Tyrone wrapped an arm around Quintessa's waist, "Don't worry about that. Had anyone tried to mess with your name, I'll make sure they regret it." Quintessa rolled her eyes, "Big talk from the guy with the big bucks."

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wanna

a truckload of pitaya

an earful. Yet,

because she didn't want to betray Quintessa emotionally, and that was the

for Quintessa was something truly

they met, Quintessa handed

chin, but then she set the check down, "Quinn, I can't take this. Don't rush me, just listen. If I wanted the money, I'd have filled in the amount yesterday. But doing so would've been a complete

felt a pang, "But I got

know, but I still can't take it. I'm an agent; I need to maintain integrity. I asked for one dollar, and that's my price. This is yours, not mine. Even though I only wanted one dollar, I haven't lost out.

York Financial Group didn't upset Quintessa too much, because they both knew that success in showbiz often meant having a powerful patron,

go to such lengths was something Quintessa had

this bizarre, profit-driven society, staying