Love Unspoken

Quinn cast her gaze downward, her head bobbing in a faint nod.

Without warning, Alexander cast off the covers, rising from the bed and slipping into his robe. With purposeful strides, he exited the room, not returning for the remainder of the night. As dawn broke, Quinn stirred awake to find the space beside her in bed cold and vacant. After a morning spent in routine tasks, she rose and prepared herself for the day ahead. Making breakfast was as habitual for her as the sunrise itself. Once the meal was neatly arranged on the dining table, she made her way to the study, her steps light and brisk. The study door was slightly ajar, creaking open at her gentle knock.

Alexander hadn't left the house; instead, he had spent the night sprawled on the study's sofa.

The sofa, though long, barely accommodated his tall frame. One leg stretched out on the cushions, while the other rested on the floor, his black robe cascading down and pooling at his feet.

His bare chest and exposed leg presented a sight that was undeniably captivating. Most women would likely lose their composure at such a scene.

Quinn approached him, gently nudging his shoulder.

His eyes snapped open suddenly, his gaze locking onto hers.

She gestured towards the dining room: Breakfast.

He remained unmoved, his gaze unwavering.

Clad in her pink fleece pajamas, a cartoon bear apron tied over them, her hair casually bundled at the back of her head with stray tendrils draping around her shoulders, she stood there. The soft morning light filtering through the window lent a serene softness to her demeanor.

to gesture again, only to

he pulled her down, causing her to land squarely on top

breakfast?" he

tried to rise and communicate with hand signals again, but found herself restrained by his hold, unable to move. His intense gaze sparked a rising tension

phone out of her pajama pocket, showing him

phone's screen

grasp, Quinn

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watching her hasty retreat with a flicker of interest in his

table,

asked her to accompany him

off so quickly after work. Wait for me."

a furrowed brow, she wondered if it was just her imagination that Alexander

had taken her along to meet Getty, now he was bringing her to the office and insisting she

Juliet, she

he worried about her

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treatment she was now receiving. The thought that she could still visit Juliet settled her heart. As for everything else, she decided to let it be. Upon entering the office, Quinn was immediately greeted by