Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 117

Quintessa let out a breath and blew a strand of bangs from her forehead. She thought to herself the irony of her life. It seemed that every time she did something a little shady, someone was there to witness it. What was that about? Could she not be a proper villain in peace? Jonathan glanced at Quintessa’s hands, beautiful, her face, gorgeous; but that heart–damn, it was ruthless. A woman assaulting another woman? He couldn’t believe she could say such a thing.

“You can’t mess with Roxanne’s connections. If she really acted against you, you wouldn’t be able to handle it.”

Quintessa looked at her own palm, which was flushed from the force of her earlier slap. With a chill in her voice, she retorted, have lifted a finger in the first place. Once I have, I’m not afraid.”

Jonathan laughed, “Sweetheart, a girl still needs someone who can protect her.”

Quintessa shot him a look. “Are you volunteering?”

Jonathan’s clear and refined face showed a hint of a smile. “Can’t I?”

Quintessa raised an eyebrow, genuinely amused–she hadn’t thought about flirting with this man, but was he asking for it himself?

She rubbed her chin. “It’s not that it’s impossible; it’s just that I…”

was afraid of her connections, I wouldn’t

Before she could finish, the door was thrust open. In the resulting disturbance, Tyrone’s tall figure stood at the door, his voice chillingly cold. “Quintessa, I dare you to say ‘yes‘. Just try it.”

Quintessa turned around to see Tyrone approaching and suddenly felt as if a mountain was hurtling toward her. His terrible anger sent shivers down her spine.

She’d never seen Tyrone like this.

But she wondered, why was he back so soon? She had thought he would be gone for days. Tyrone walked up to Quintessa without giving her a chance to speak, pulled her into his embrace, and tilted and violent.

her chin

up to meet his

lips. His kiss was like a tornado, fierce

Quintessa’s mind went blank–damn.

When Tyrone finally released her, he turned to Jonathan with a cold glare. “She is

Jonathan looked mildly surprised, then glanced at Quintessa, who was now

my

y woman. Don’t

even

think

about it!”

rubbing her lips

Jonathan turned to Tyrone. “Long time no see. When did you arrive Zion City? Let’sdainfully. “No wonder you’re not worried about Roxanne.”

Quintessa paused. So, he thought she was fearless because she was with Tyrone? That was an underestimation!

Quintessa was surprised. “You two know each other?”

Jonathan glanced at Quintessa. “Technically, Tyrone should be calling me

Quintessa squinted her eyes. So, Tyrone should call Jonathan–uncle? Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

grab a drink tonight.”

Perhaps thinking of something, a shadow crossed Tyrone’s eyes, his voice cool and detached, “We’re not that close. Nothing to catch up on.”

He took Quintessa’s hand and led her away. “Come on, we’re leaving.”

Tyrone squeezed her shoulder hard. “Crush any inappropriate thoughts you might have. If I find out you dare to flirt with Jonathan, I’ll make sure you’ll never get out of bed again, And as for your adulterer–I’ll end him.”

Quintessa raised an eyebrow; he was really worried she might go for Jonathan. She laughed. “Oh, how very noble. Fine, we’ll see who can’t get out of bed.”

Tyrone replied, “You’ll find out tonight.”

Jonathan watched their retreating figures and chuckled lightly.

What a surprise!