Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Quintessa chuckled, her cheeks flushed, hair tousled, eyes glazed. Under the dim light, she resembled a seductive nymph. Leaning forward, her neckline revealed more than intended, captivating Tyrone completely. He couldn't help but think that no scenic beauty could compare to the sight before him.

Quintessa's short nails traced a tingling path along Tyrone's neck, sending shivers down his spine.

With a slightly husky voice, Quintessa murmured, "It's okay. I can be reckless."

In such a moment, any man would turn into a wolf, pouncing at the opportunity before him. Though Tyrone's body responded uncontrollably, the lesson from last time was still vivid in his mind. "Why do I feel so uneasy?" He wondered.

Alcohol fueled Quintessa's courage, her impulsive side taking over as she grabbed Tyrone's chin. "Hey, why so hesitant. Are you a man or not?"

Tyrone, standing his ground, replied, "Of course, I am."

Quintessa tilted her head, studying him for a moment before challenging, "Prove it, then!"

Tyrone felt as if his heart was shot. "You asked for it. And later, don't you dare, mmm."

His words were silenced by Quintessa's lips, her hands pinning his wrists down. Their hands intertwined, fingers locked together.

between them, the

by alcohol. Tonight, she wanted to let

lip, she whispered, "Actions

or he'd never forgive himself. "Just don't regret this. Tomorrow, no

hands ventured under his T-shirt. "All this talk. Is it because you are not

"Damn it."

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"Time to show you I'm not a pushover.

clothes, scattering them across the

enough to incinerate

held her close, not allowing any distance between

her deeply, their bodies

curtain, their passion heating

events seemed somewhat unexpected, yet at the