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!

only couldn't she have the

shamelessness knew no

just remembered

"Is that so? Then I better

eyes, "Must

snorting.

he

usual gentlemanly approach was useless.

being shameless and thick-skinned

in his heart a thousand times. He

et

she could easily provoke him, now, her tricks seemed to have no

his

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

Quintessa nearly bit out. This

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

turned, and

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