Love Unspoken

Frustrated, he yanked at his tie, gasping for air, then tossed it onto the sofa.

Kyle, standing awkwardly to the side, ventured, "Quinn might come back on her own soon."

"Nothing on your end?" Alexander asked.

Kyle shook his head, "No, there's no surveillance on the road where she disappeared, but we've narrowed down the search area. The team should find her soon."

"That foolish woman!" Alexander huffed, undoing his shirt buttons and collapsing onto the sofa. "She'll follow anyone."

Kyle glanced at him, privately thinking that now was probably not the best time to point out that Alexander had left her behind the previous night. However, he wisely kept these thoughts to himself, not wanting to risk his job. "I'll go out and look again," Kyle announced before heading out the door.

After finishing her eggs, Quinn left and unexpectedly found Alexander's aide waiting by the bus stop. Recognizing them, she followed and hopped into the car.

palpable tension hung in the air. She glanced up to find Alexander slumped on the sofa, his expression grim, his hair disheveled, a

and the others promptly vanished, abandoning the villa with unspoken haste. Quinn bit her lip

Alexander sprang to his feet,

sneer sharpening as he saw the fear in her eyes. "Afraid? Where was that fear when you wandered off with someone else?" His grip was tight, and despite Quinn's attempts to wriggle free, it was useless. Pain etched across

lifted a hand,

retorted, with no regard for the reddening on her wrist. "It seems any random guy is enough

that it wasn't just anyone. It was Juliet, the one who had raised her. But Alexander's grip left no room for

becoming more disobedient by the day. I think it's time you learned

intentions and resisted fiercely. Her fingers clawed at the sofa but were effortlessly peeled away. He hauled her in front of a door,

to your senses, you

the door, clutching the frame. She shook her head desperately. The storage room was her nightmare, the dark shadow that

Alexander's indifferent gaze.