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.

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

air charged with tension, and the others promptly vanished, abandoning the villa

could make another move, Alexander sprang to

disdain in his voice, his sneer sharpening as he saw the fear in her eyes. "Afraid? Where was that fear when you wandered off with

a

on her wrist. "It seems any random

that it wasn't just anyone. It was Juliet, the one who had raised

I think

a staircase corner. Quinn realized his intentions and resisted fiercely. Her fingers clawed at the sofa but were effortlessly peeled away. He hauled her in front of a

you've come to your

desperately. The storage room was her nightmare, the dark shadow that stalked her life. He was the one who had saved her from it. Was

eyes, Quinn was met by Alexander's indifferent gaze.