Love Unspoken

Landon sipped his drink lightly. "Isn't it obvious?"

Alistair looked at Quinn with interest. Her struggles seemed negligible; instead, the more she struggled, the more she resembled a little wildcat. Or rather, a mute little cat.

His large hand gripped her chin. In comparison, her palm-sized face truly showed its vulnerability; he could easily suffocate her with just one hand. As Quinn sat in his embrace, it was akin to a kitten sitting in a lion's embrace.

He chuckled, turned his arm, and pressed Quinn onto his lap. A slap landed on her body, producing a crisp sound.

Quinn bit her lip, tears streaming down her face from the pain.

Alistair said, "You really can't speak?"

Unconvinced, he pinched her once more.

The strength in his hands was not small; and he used even more force this time. Unable to withstand the pain, Quinn couldn't help but cry out. Alistair said, "She can make a sound!"

His large hand held her face, asking, "Pretty lady, come have a drink with me."

With that, he picked up the glass on the table and handed it to Quinn.

head tearfully, refusing to

no heed to her resistance, forcibly pouring the drink into her mouth.

could only grit her

her actions. Squeezing her cheeks slightly,

More than half of the wine spilled from her mouth, trickling down her chin and

Quinn's entire face

more excited, directly grabbing the bottle on the table and

he only needed

her strength, casting a pleading

he supposed to bring her to

Why deceive her?

drinking and chatting with the person opposite

his head, meeting

the other person. "I've told

man chuckled. "Alright when Alistair is done playing, if she's still alive, can

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