Love Unspoken

Chapter 1167

Alistair sneered and straight-up ignored Landon. He strolled over to Quinn, scooped her up off the floor, and tossed her onto the bed like she was nothing.

Quinn had a sliver of sanity left, but it was hanging by a thread. She curled up into a ball, staring blankly at Alistair.

Alistair grinned and pounced on her, his hands all over her.

"Don't worry, babe. I'll take care of you," he said with a sleazy smile.

Every touch made Quinn tremble, and her last bit of sanity was slipping away fast.

She even reached out to hug Alistair, pressing her cheek against his chest.

Alistair's breathing got heavy. He shoved her away, grabbed her collar, and yanked, popping the buttons on her dress.

The dress was a pain, with buttons only going down to just below the armpit. He yanked twice but couldn't get it off, and it was too tight to pull off easily, which pissed him off. "Damn it!" he cursed, using all his strength. The sound of fabric tearing filled the room as the dress ripped apart.

off his own pants, but Quinn clung to him, holding

with one hand,

onto the bed, but before he could touch

the noise got louder. He gritted his teeth, shoved Quinn aside, put on

going on?" Alistair asked,

"Alistair, there's a fire! The

the warehouse was on fire, he grabbed the person and asked,

like crazy, and it

his subordinate, and without a second thought for

in there. The money was one thing; failing

few to guard the building. Those who stayed were busy with the fire, and the scene

on the bedside table. The pain brought her a moment of

from the corner and smashed it on the ground. Picking up a shard,

disheveled state and pulled the bedsheet to wrap around herself. She then struggled to stand up and