After hanging up, Quinton let out a satisfied laugh. He thought, 'Perfect. That broke girl Christina finally caved. These days, she's nothing but a pretty face—and even that isn't worth much to him anymore.'

His eyes gleamed with lust as he thought, maybe he would just force her this time and get it over with.

Christina was way too cold and guarded back then, always keeping him at arm's length. She still had some value then, and he enjoyed the thrill of the chase, toying with her like a cat with a mouse, thinking he could eventually break her down.

However, he did not have the patience anymore. He would take her, use her hard, and then toss her aside like trash—to him, that would be more than fair.

Sliding into his sports car, Quinton headed straight for the address Christina had sent him.

Half an hour later, he pulled up outside a fast food joint. The second he stepped out, his face twisted in disgust.

He could not believe that Christina worked in this place. Sure, she we