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.

react, Alexander was by her side, grabbing

up and headed towards the

driven by lust; he

was thrown onto the

get up, Alexander's body pressed down on

overwhelming,

to resist, but she couldn't even utter a word of

was mute, unable to

choice but

passionately kissed Quinn's

Alexander placed his hand on Quinn's cheek and asked in a low

eyes;

destined not to moan like other women, to

Alexander ask this question when

intentionally

was it due to some complex

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