Love Unspoken

The tension in Getty's fingers was palpable as they clenched her purse. She would be deceiving herself if she claimed the desire to flee was absent. Yet, the frosty visage of Alexander, flashing in her mind's eye, swiftly extinguished any such inclination. However, she found herself unable to relinquish her hold. Love, she mused, was a truly terrifying entity.

A wry smile tugged at the corners of Getty's lips as she resigned herself to her fate. It appeared that in this lifetime, she was irrevocably ensnared in his clutches.

Upon departing the complex, Alexander made a beeline for home. However, his destination was not his customary residence at Riverside Court, but a secluded villa on Midhill Lane. This villa, usually devoid of life save for the caretakers, was unusually bustling with additional guards that day.

The security guard stationed at the entrance immediately recognized Alexander's car and respectfully swung the gate open, his gaze following the retreating vehicle. Once the car had disappeared from sight, he promptly secured the iron gate

once more.

Alexander brought his car to a halt in front of one of the villas. His aide, Sean Vance, promptly rushed over to open the car door for him.

"Alexander."

"Where is he?"

"Inside," Sean responded hastily, leading the way not through the villa, but around to the backyard.

The backyard served as a haven for pets, which were allowed to roam freely within an enclosure at night and confined during the day. This was where Walter was supposed to be held captive.

Walter by throwing him into a cage with the animals, hoping the fear would drive him to seek refuge within the cage in

when they arrived at the backyard, they were met with a starkly different scene. A group of hounds were huddled in a corner, their bodies forming a

cushioning his head, seemingly either resting his eyes or asleep. The sight turned Sean's complexion ashen, his

complete his sentence, taken aback

kill it." Alexander's words were flippant as he

began to rise one by one, their

nearly causing Walter to tumble to the ground. Fortunately, he

Walter chuckled, "I should've known

scattered, clearing a

at him from

with a nonchalant laugh, "Is that

it's

He squatted down in front of Walter, a smirk playing on his lips, "There are many ways to torture a man, not

some thought into that," Alexander responded, his tone as casual as if they were engaged in idle chatter,

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momentarily but he quickly recovered,