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.

like an eternity, he finally

to

her affirmative response resulted in the sudden disappearance of dogs

decipher his intentions, Alexander abruptly seized her wrist, pulling

pace with his brisk strides and barely managing to keep herself from

were outside,

his tone brooking no

retreating figure, his back turned to her as if to shield their association from prying eyes. But the truth was, there was no association to hide. With a sigh, she lowered her gaze and,

elevator, she found Alexander already inside, his hands casually tucked

took her place in a corner, her gaze fixed on

Alexander exited

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

from the car, his icy gaze fixed

are you stupid?" he asked,

seatbelt. The car was warm, but the

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