Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Quintessa felt like she was about to explode with frustration, "I freaking didn't want to a hookup today. Let me go."

Tyrone smirked coldly, his gleaming white teeth visible in the shadows, "Let you go? Ha, let you can go see Reuben? You think I'm an idiot?"

Quintessa really wanted to whack him on the head. Sometimes, Tyrone just deserved it for all his talks about hookups!

She had already made up her mind not to drag Tyrone along anymore.

But when it came to her own body, she wanted to have control. With Tyrone in this mood, well, Quintessa wasn't in the mood to deal with him right now.

"Can you stop being so childish, Tyrone? You're a grown man, can't you control your jealousy?"

At her words, Tyrone's foot slammed down on the gas pedal even harder, his eyes spitting fire, glaring on the road ahead. "Jealous? What makes you think I'm jealous? I'm in a freaking great mood, not a hint of jealousy for you."

Well, he admitted, his heart was feeling sour right now. If that was being jealous, then so be it.

He hadn't even begun to show the extent of his jealousy yet.

Quintessa noticed the increasing speed and clutched the seat tightly, "Tyrone, you might want to die, but I sure don't."

Tyrone's face darkened, "Ha, I don't want to take you down with me. Even if we were to go down together, it would be on the bed."

her throat burning with anger, "I really wish your mom could see

give you

to take her to his private estate, but it was too far, and he didn't want to waste time on the road. So, he made a U-turn at

bluffing, but when they arrived, she realized this mansion was not the private residence they had been to last

place?"

et

I thought you were fearless. No need to wonder, this will

a chill seeing Tyrone's menacing look. This man

dare,

even know where this is?

Quintessa's seatbelt, and hoisted her

hadn't eaten all evening, felt dizzy being lifted so abruptly, and

chunk of Tyrone's back,

"Sure, but it'll be on

felt like spitting blood

carried Quintessa

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