Love Unspoken

In the face of Alexander's relentless interrogation, Quinn found herself retreating, step by painstaking step, until her shoulders sagged with the weight of her exhaustion.

She cast a glance at Alexander, her expression a complex tapestry of emotions.

His face, however, remained as inscrutable as ever, giving her no clue as to whether she could place her trust in him.

Yet, in the absence of any concrete evidence, she realized she should never have doubted him to begin with.

With a remorseful gesture, she apologized. "I'm sorry, truly sorry."

"Your apology means nothing to me," came his curt reply.

Silence hung heavy between them for a moment before Quinn gestured again.

"Then what do you want?" she asked, her hand raised in a plea for understanding.

Alexander remained silent, his gaze locked onto Quinn with an intensity that seemed to bore into her very soul.

an eternity, he finally

seem to really

if her affirmative

his intentions, Alexander abruptly seized her wrist, pulling her along with him towards

staggered in his wake, struggling to keep pace with his brisk strides and barely

they were outside,

commanded, his tone brooking no

from prying eyes. But the truth was, there was no association to hide. With a sigh, she lowered her gaze and, after a

she found Alexander already inside, his hands casually tucked

in a corner, her gaze fixed on

lot, Alexander exited without a word. Quinn

into the driver's seat, she waited outside, the chill

seemed like an eternity, Alexander emerged from the car, his icy gaze fixed on

he asked, his voice laced with

aback, Quinn quickly clambered into the car, her fingers fumbling with the seatbelt. The car was warm, but the moment Alexander settled into his

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