Love Unspoken

A wave of defiance welled up within Quinn. Despite having been raised in Wayne's world, her interactions with him were minimal at best. To him, she was likely as inconsequential as the air he breathed. Wayne, on the other hand, was a figure of stern authority and demanding expectations in her eyes. The fear of failing in her new role and facing potential dismissal by him was a constant shadow. "Quinn?" Ruby's voice pierced through her internal monologue, pulling her back to reality. She mustered a smile, picked up a pen, and signed her name on the document before handing it back to Ruby. Ruby gave the signed paper a quick once-over. "Alright, gather your things and head upstairs to check in."

Quinn nodded in acknowledgment, returning to her desk to collect her sparse belongings. Her tenure at the company had been brief, resulting in a small box of personal items.

With her box in tow, Quinn took the elevator to the top floor. The silence that greeted her was unexpected, the floor seemingly deserted and eerily quiet. Natural light streamed in through the expansive windows, casting a cool, ethereal glow on the floor. The soft echo of her footsteps on the hard surface was the only sound as she made her way to the central office.

Before she could knock, the door swung open to reveal Kyle Astor, documents in hand. "Quinn?"

His sudden appearance caught her off guard. She instinctively peered into the office, but her view was obstructed by the door. Noticing the box in her hand, Kyle quickly pieced together the situation. "Quinn, are you the new transfer? Welcome!"

She nodded, uncertain of her next move. Kyle chuckled, "Well, you should go in and talk to Alexander. He'll sort out where you'll be sitting."

of dread washed over Quinn. Despite sharing the same last name as Wayne, she had a sinking feeling that Kyle wasn't referring to him. "But hey, it could be a good gig for you. Looks like it'll be a breeze working here,

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job was easy, primarily because she didn't know how to do much. But at least here, she wasn't under constant scrutiny, which offered her a semblance of freedom. She tightened her grip on the box, nodding in response to

his schedule overflowing with tasks. He had been running around almost nonstop for the

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of his dark eyes sent a shiver down her spine. Clutching the box, she stepped into

hand. She stood silently to the side, waiting for him to finish reviewing the documents. After what felt like an eternity-though in reality it was only about fifteen minutes-he flipped the last page, closed the file, and

landed on the box in her arms. "Get rid of that junk," he