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 have

knew

"Sorry, boss. I just remembered

that so? Then I better check

"Must you be

into his pockets, snorting. "You've always been ruthless. I have no

he really wasn't

useless. Being cold or aloof was

shameless and thick-skinned had a

in his heart a thousand times. He couldn't curse

et

she could easily provoke him, now, her tricks seemed to

his

sigh of frustration, then walked slowly to Tyrone and placed her hand on shoulder, smiling sweetly at him, "You're the boss. Your word is law. Don't

Quintessa nearly bit out. This

face. "If you had just agreed earlier, we wouldn't be at odds. You're mine now,

slapped his hand away, turned, and walked off

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