Love Unspoken

####WARNING This story will contain: Strong Sexual Content, Strong Language and Scenes that may be triggering, Viewer discretion is advised.#### In the evening, Quinn Mellon prepared a table full of delicious dishes, waiting for her husband to come home for dinner.

However, until one in the morning, her husband still hadn't returned. The clock on the wall kept ticking, silently narrating the long night.

The food on the table had long gone cold, much like Quinn's heart.

With a soft sigh, Quinn gathered the cold dishes and stored them in the kitchen, patiently reheating them, trying to retain a hint of home's warmth.

At that moment, the sound of the door opening echoed, and Quinn quickly turned around.

There stood a man in a suit, tall and handsome, walking in.

He had been drinking, stumbling a bit as he walked, but it was this slight intoxication that made his already handsome face even more charming.

This handsome, slightly drunk man was none other than Quinn's husband, Alexander Kennedy!

Seeing her husband return, Quinn quickly got up to greet him.

Quinn had whipped up a hangover fix for Alexander, but just as she passed it to him, he clumsily knocked it over, spilling it all on the floor.

Alexander was by her side,

up and headed

was driven by lust; he

thrown onto the

tried to get up, Alexander's body pressed down on her, pinning her firmly to

overwhelming, and Quinn couldn't

resist, but she couldn't

she was mute,

had no choice but to give

kissed Quinn's

hand on Quinn's cheek and asked in a low

Quinn's eyes; she

to moan like other women, to

did Alexander ask this question when he knew she

intentionally humiliating

was it due to

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