Love Unspoken

Regrettably, Alexander's faith had been irrevocably fractured.

He held her chin gently, his voice a low murmur, "You should know, even without my title as CEO, you can't escape my grasp. "Quinn, even in death, you would remain here with me."

His words resonated like a thunderclap, leaving her utterly bewildered.

Quinn tensed, an instinctual desire to withdraw surging within her, but her rational mind kept her rooted to the spot. Alexander's fingers traced the contour of her earlobe, the feather-light touch eliciting a shiver from her.

He then extracted the earbud and slipped it into his pocket.

"Stay home, secure the door, and refrain from venturing out. Otherwise, I may have to resort to breaking your legs."

His voice was as soft as a lullaby, yet the words he uttered were chillingly harsh.

Quinn's fingers clenched the couch tightly as she nodded in silent acquiescence, battling the rising panic within her.

Alexander rose, ascended the stairs to don a brown overcoat, and departed.

Quinn watched his retreating figure, then hurriedly secured the door behind him.

She leaned against the solid wood, her chest heaving with suppressed emotion. Echoes of their conversation, transmitted through the earbuds, haunted Alexander's mind he was on the brink of being expelled from The Kennedys, left with nothing.

Quinn closed her eyes, taking deep, calming breaths, forcing herself to regain her composure swiftly.

No, he was mistaken.

His demeanor was off, too!

If he was genuinely on the precipice of being ousted from The Kennedys, he wouldn't be so calm. The man must have a hidden trump card.

Or perhaps, he didn't care about The Kennedys at all-there might be a larger game at play.

Those were the only plausible explanations.

He was still testing her, much like his persistent inquiries about her desire for children.

How many times had she nearly fallen for it?

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After knowing Alexander for such a length of time, she still couldn't discern the truth from his lies. What a farce...

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Upon his departure, Alexander drove directly to the office.

By the time he arrived, it was well past the working hours, and the building was largely deserted. He made a beeline for Walter's office.

The door was ajar; Walter was still engrossed in his work. At the sound of the knock, he glanced up.

"Is that you, Oliver?" Walter rose immediately to welcome him. "I thought you weren't coming in today." Alexander sauntered in and settled onto the sofa with him.

"Walter, did you need to see me for something?" Walter poured him a cup of tea and placed it before him.

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"Just checking in since you're still here," Alexander swept his gaze around the room before meeting Walter's eyes again, "Busy, I presume?"

"Yes, there are numerous issues that require attention-you wouldn't be familiar with these minor company details."

A faint smile graced Alexander's lips; he crossed his legs and reclined on the sofa, nonchalantly beginning, "Freya mentioned you haven't been home in a while. Don't you intend to return?" Walter paused, then offered a strained smile: "There's too much happening at the office, I just can't leave. I'll go when I have the opportunity."

"Don't wait for the opportunity, go now. I'll grant you some time off, spend it with Freya."

Walter's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly, "Now?"

"Yes, I'll delegate these minor tasks. Freya's been quite distressed about this, you need to go back immediately."

"Oh?"

Alexander feigned surprise as well, "She didn't inform you? You weren't aware she sold her shares?"

Walter's smile faltered momentarily but quickly regained its composure, "That's what you were referring to. Yes, I'm aware." "What else then?"

Walter pondered, "I'll make time to speak with her."