Love Unspoken

The irritation in Alexander's voice was palpable. "Do you not comprehend my words?" he snapped.

Soren recoiled, a visible shiver running down his neck. "Understood," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. He dared not utter another word and promptly ended the call.

In the solitude of his office, Alexander fiddled with his tie before abruptly pulling it off and tossing it onto his desk. The force of his action caused two buttons to pop off.

Just then, a knock echoed through the room and Landon entered. His gaze fell on the discarded tie and he queried, "Alexander, has something disagreeable occurred?"

Leaning back in his chair, Alexander lit a cigarette and looked up at Landon. His demeanor was tranquil, as if his previous outburst was nothing more than a fleeting illusion. "What kind of unpleasant news are you hoping to hear?" he retorted. Landon adjusted his glasses and replied, "I have no desire to hear anything unpleasant."

"Then why did you inquire?" Alexander shot back, his voice laced with impatience.

Landon was momentarily taken aback before apologizing, "I shouldn't have pried." He then handed over some documents, "There are two documents requiring your signature."

them here," Alexander

documents on the desk. He said nothing more and turned to leave. Alexander watched his

no amount of persuasion from Soren could convince her to open her door. This continued until the following noon. Soren, who had been crouched by the door, was jolted awake by the sound of approaching footsteps. Looking up, he saw Alexander, flanked by a

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response was cold and indifferent. He cast a casual glance at

replaced her meals three times today." As he spoke, he gestured towards the

and approached the door. He attempted to turn the knob, but it wouldn't budge. He stepped back, "Break

forward, their boots making quick work of the door lock. After several forceful kicks, the bedroom door swung open. Had the door not been so robust, it might have been

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swing shut, a man extended his long fingers to stop it. He pushed the door open and slowly entered the room. Soren quickly followed, tray

the bed, clutching her tattered bag. Her back was turned to the