The Luna Is Gone by Angelique Quinn

Chapter 164

Diana’s pov

“Where’s the dagger?” I asked.

“Don’t be so impatient. Didn’t I say, as long as you fulfill my demands, I’ll give you the dagger back?” The mountain wind tousled Avia’s hair.

She smiled, like a devil.

I took a deep breath, struggling to suppress the hatred and anger churning inside me.

“So, what are your demands?” Avia lowered her head, twirling her meticulously cared–for violet nails, her crimson lips curling slightly.

“First, hand me your phone.” I furrowed my brow, not understanding why she would ask, but I still handed her my phone.

“What about the unlock code?” she asked.

I recited a sequence of numbers.

I finally realized what Avia was up to.

After unlocking my phone, she went straight to the messages and deleted all the conversations between

me and her.

“I won’t give you a chance to complain to Nathan,” she smirked triumphantly.

I glanced at her, too disinterested to even engage in conversation.

After thoroughly inspecting my phone to ensure there was nothing incriminating, she tossed it back to

1. me.

“Do you have any other demands?” I asked after pocketing my phone.

Avia looked at me with a gleeful yet malicious gaze.

She slowly opened her mouth and said, word by word-

“Second, I want you to kaneel down and beg me.”

I wasn’t surprised by Avia’s request.

She had always detested me, seizing every opportunity to humiliate me.

Kneeling before such a vicious, calculating, and foolish woman was undeniably difficult.

face, my inner resistance was gradually suppressed.

was just

was worth it to

I struggled to move my lips, feeling as if sharp knives were slicing my throat

bone–chilling,

tightly, my cheeks sore from the pressure.

excited and smug gaze, I began to kneel.

left knee touched the ground.

felt like they were covered in sharp thorns, piercing

air, trying to calm the humiliation and resentment in my

her arms, looking down

contentedly, “You wretch, you still have

into my palms, pain shooting through my brain as blood oozed from my fingertips.

willpower to force my right

into

Aren’t you the princess of the Blade Moon

But now… now

on the mountaintop, like

lifted a foot, stepping on my right shoulder,

external pressure caused my knees to sink

So pitiful, so laughable! Do you really think you’re worthy of competing with me for Nathan?

increased the pressure on

my knees, and cold sweat beaded on

having me beneath her

myself to

chosen to forsake my pride

dagger?” I looked up at

this what you’re talking about?” Avia pulled the dagger from her bag and

the dagger hadn’t suffered

fulfilled your demands, so please give me back the dagger

of trash, do you really think I care? Since you want

eagerly to take

out a short, sharp laugh.

raised her hand and threw the dagger off

“No-”

of the cliff, trying to catch the

was too late.

through my fingertips, plummeting into the abyss, swallowed by the rushing sea, disappearing without

in a

Avia’s sharp and arrogant

I kindly disposed of it for you. Diana, you don’t need to

everything, consumed by one intense thought-