Love Unspoken

A thought lingered in her mind, a question that gnawed at her.

Even if he bore no affection for her, would he truly go to the extent of ending her life after they had spent two decades together?

Before long, their vehicle reached its destination, a villa nestled halfway up the mountain.

As they passed through the gate, the car came to a halt in a clearing.

Alexander, having parked the vehicle, unbuckled his seatbelt and turned to regard her. Quinn, catching his silent cue, hastily unbuckled her own and exited the car.

As she stepped out, the faint echo of barking dogs reached her ears. The sound was distinct, unlike the familiar barks of Orion's pets. These dogs sounded aggressive, their barks filled with a primal ferocity. Before Quinn could fully process the situation, Alexander was striding towards her, his hand closing around hers. He led her in the direction of the barking, his pace unyielding. Quinn looked up at him, her gaze complex as she studied his retreating back.

Out of the corner of her eye, she took in the surroundings. It was winter, yet the villa was a haven of spring, with blooming flowers lining the roadside and flower beds.

If

f you are not reading this book from the website: .net then you are reading a pirated version with incomplete content. Please visit .net and search the book title to read the entire book for free In the distance, a dense forest loomed, its thick canopy shrouding the edges of the villa, as if encasing it in a verdant embrace.

She had never known that Alexander owned such a place. She

seemingly

unable to appreciate the beauty around her, her mind consumed by

playful innocence of household pets. They were filled with

which a large group of dogs were held, some locked in

voice

pitchfork in hand, and greeted them both,

a nod, indicating for Sean to proceed.Sean nodded in return, descending with his pitchfork and

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dogs, previously engaged in their own frolic, all turned

large, fierce-looking wolf dogs and

held her arm firmly, turning to face her, "Don't you like dogs?

her face as she shook her head, pleading

menacing, their mouths frothing with saliva, as

Quinn inside. She stumbled, tripping over her own ankle

she hit the ground, the dogs swarmed her, licking