Love Unspoken

Irritation seethed within Quinn, a tempestuous storm brewing beneath her calm exterior.

Getty's incessant tirade was like a needle pricking her patience, and in a sudden fit of rage, Quinn swiveled her head, sinking her teeth into Getty's unsuspecting wrist. The force of her bite was such that Getty's screams reverberated through the villa, startling the two puppies that were busily rummaging through a nearby garbage can.

Intrigued by the commotion, the dogs trotted over, positioning themselves a safe distance away. Their heads tilted in curiosity as they observed the unfolding drama, tails wagging in unison.

"Let go of me, you dummy!" Getty shrieked, raising her free hand in an attempt to slap Quinn.But Quinn was quick to react. She released Getty's bitten wrist only to latch onto the other with equal ferocity.

Getty's screams echoed once more through the villa. Blood smeared both of Getty's hands. She hadn't anticipated the sharpness of Quinn's teeth, which had nearly torn a chunk of flesh from her hand. A deep, gruesome bite mark marred the back of her hand, the broken skin weeping fresh blood.

"Let go of me!" Getty pleaded, struggling to free herself. She tried to yank Quinn's hair, but her injuries hindered her strength.

Suddenly, the blare of a car horn pierced the tense atmosphere. Unfazed, Quinn bit down harder on Getty's wrist, her pent-up anger finding an outlet.

The harder she bit, the more her fury seemed to dissipate. Getty's cries of pain filled the air as she begged for mercy, but Quinn was relentless. The corners of her mouth were smeared with Getty's blood.

you doing?" A voice rang out

him as her salvation,

me! Quinn's lost her

a mask of fury as he took in the sight before him. Quinn still had Getty's wrist clamped between her teeth, fresh blood trickling from her mouth. Her eyes were locked onto his, flickering

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harder, her teeth sinking deeper into Getty's flesh.

her off!

hardened. He stepped forward, pinching Quinn's

gaze flickered, hesitation

shout startled her. His grip on her jaw tightened, causing Quinn to wince and furrow her brows in

their grip, and Getty seized the opportunity to wrench her hand free. She stared at

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him. The bite was severe, the teeth marks barely visible beneath the deep red circle embedded in