Love Unspoken

Quinn turned her head, dodging his stare. "I didn't."

"So why can't you make up your mind?" Walter shot back.

He wanted Quinn to make the call, not 'cause he cared about her opinion, but 'cause he wanted her to say she'd off Alexander. That way, she couldn't blame him later. By saying it out loud, it'd be like she did the deed herself, leaving no one else to point fingers at.

"What do you really want?" Quinn asked, locking eyes with him, confusion all over her face. "You always use revenge as an excuse to make me kill him. Do you actually want revenge, or just to kill him? You know the Mellon family stuff has nothing to do with him. Landon's part of the Kennedy family too. Why not kill him? Why do you hate him more than I do?"

Walter stared at her, his gaze unreadable, making Quinn's skin crawl. Her voice got softer as she spoke.

Walter stepped forward, and Quinn instinctively backed up, bumping into the dressing table. She was cornered.

He looked right at her and said slowly, "Quinn, do you really wanna know what I wanna do?"

There was a hint of menace in his eyes, and Quinn felt a chill run down her spine.

Her fingers gripped the edge of the table, her confidence slipping away. "What do you wanna do?" she asked.

Walter kept closing in, stopping just before they touched. He placed his hands on either side of her, trapping her.

he enjoyed her panicked

deserves to die

Quinn froze.

fallen for Orion, Oliver, or some random guy on the street, it wouldn't matter-they'd all deserve to die."

hand, pinching her chin, his thumb gently stroking it. "Quinn, you don't really

shoved him away, her face

not what you said

remembered every word he had

interested in her, especially a woman who'd been

for loving the enemy, for betraying

much

said, looking away. "Thinking about it now, it

her lips together. Turns out Alexander wasn't the

the time you spent with him should've been with me." He

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