Quintessa looked at Tyrone coldly for a moment, raised her hand to check the time, and motioned to him with a chin lift. "Let's go, follow me upstairs."

Tyrone was suspicious, "For what?"

Quintessa sized him up with a half-smile, "The crew has arranged rooms. You save on hotel expenses; my treats for the night."

Tyrone: Damn it!!!

He nodded, a sly grin on his face, "Well, if you're extending such a warm invitation, how could I possibly refuse? Besides, after tonight, you're still all mine for the weekend. It looks like my patience has finally paid off. This is an excellent proposal, and it'll give you a chance to see just what I'm capable of."

With that, Tyrone didn't look at Quintessa, turned away from her, and headed straight for the hotel entrance.

After a few steps, he looked back to see Quintessa still standing in place. He stopped and gestured with his head, "Let's go."

Quintessa clenched her teeth. This bastard!

not only couldn't she

knew

I just remembered something. 'Aunt

smile, "Is that so? Then I better check thoroughly.

"Must you be

pockets, snorting. "You've

win over Quintessa, he really wasn't

the usual gentlemanly approach was useless. Being cold

shameless and thick-skinned

thousand times. He couldn't curse Quintessa, but

et

handle. Where once she could easily provoke him,

his

shoulder, smiling sweetly at him, "You're the boss. Your word is law. Don't forget

few words, Quintessa nearly bit

Quintessa's face. "If you had just agreed earlier, we wouldn't be at odds. You're mine now, can an arm twists

his hand away, turned, and walked off without

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