Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 88

Quintessa just wanted Tyrone to get the hell out. She didn’t have time to waste on his nonsense.

Not everyone was born with a silver spoon in their mouth like Tyrone, who seemed to have it all, fear nothing, and control everything. All that he possessed was a stark contrast to Quintessa’s meager existence. It wasn’t long ago that even the thought of surviving another day felt like a luxury to her.

Lifting her chin defiantly, she sneered, “If you’re gonna fight, then bring it on. If you’re gonna kill me, just do it already. And if you’re not gonna do a damn thing, then get lost. I’ve got a million better things to do than waste my time with you.”

Tyrone squinted his eyes and said with a hint of intrigue, “Alright then, since you’re so eager, let’s begin.”

An hour passed, and Quintessa was drenched in sweat, utterly exhausted without an ounce of strength left.

Through it all, not a single tear escaped her eyes.

this

reduced to tears by now.

beg. She did

tears are only

cry in front of a bastard like Tyrone? What gave him the right to see her at her weakest?

Quintessa, but his scorn was worse than physical

dismissed her as filthy, even though it seemed to take every ounce

thinking to herself, “He finds me disgusting, yet he can’t keep away from me? Who’s the real

had the strength to hold herself up. Tyrone’s anger subsided a bit as he saw her powerless form, and he suddenly

face, warning, “From now on, keep it straight. Don’t tick me off again. You’ll only be

said in a hoarse voice, “That role was meant to be mine. I was just claiming what belonged to me. What’s wrong with that? Why should I care

whether she was

really worth all this scheming? If you wanted

a night with you, I’d have you hand it to me? How would that be

yet still