Love Unspoken

Alexander was in no mood for conversation. Without a word, he seized one of the servants by the collar and cast them aside like rag dolls. Bending swiftly, he intercepted the tumbling figure of Quinn, cradling her in his arms.

The remaining servant stood petrified, her eyes wide with terror. As Alexander hoisted Quinn into his arms, he delivered a swift, brutal kick to the servant's knee.

The woman's legs crumpled beneath her, and she fell heavily onto the scattered shards of glass, her scream piercing the tense silence. She instinctively tried to rise, but Alexander's voice cut through her panic. "Stay down!" he ordered. His command was so stern that the servant shivered in fear, stifling her pain and obediently kneeling amidst the shards of glass. Alexander's gaze then shifted to another servant, a man who trembled under his icy stare.

"Get over here and kneel too!"

"Alexander..."

"Three!"

With a scramble, the servant joined his colleague on the sharp glass shards, both of them gritting their teeth against the piercing pain.NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

Just then, Kaitlyn burst into the room. Her eyes took in the scene, and a surge of rage swelled within her.

"Alexander! Are you staging a mutiny? I'm not dead yet! When did you start calling the shots around here?"

Alexander met Kaitlyn's fury with a cold, impassive stare. "And neither am I. Since when do you get to decide what happens to my people?"

"You..." Kaitlyn's voice choked with fury, and tears spilled over her cheeks. "Are you trying to drive me to my grave?"

"You're not that easy to kill," Alexander retorted. Cradling Quinn, he turned to leave.

"Stop right there!"

"Alexander!"

"If you dare take this woman away, just watch-I'll drop dead right here and now!"

But Alexander remained unmoved. He continued towards the door, Quinn nestled in his arms.

Suddenly, a cry rang out behind him.

"Quinn!"

Alexander paused.

Kaitlyn, in her fury, had dashed headlong into a tree. Turning, Alexander saw her collapsed on the ground, his expression so dark it seemed to drip with gloom. In his arms, Quinn slowly opened her eyes, and with a weak smile, faced him.

She struggled to get down.

She was his mother, after all; without thinking, Quinn knew the kind of choice he would make.

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Quinn couldn't help but look at him again, her eyes a complex mix of emotions.

Tears betrayed her.

He was truly capable.

And cold-hearted enough to rekindle her ashen heart every time.

He could be ruthless in achieving his objectives, drawing her back under his control.

Once they arrived at the hospital, Alexander carried her inside.

Quinn reached up to wrap her arms around his neck, tearfully looking into his eyes.

As their gazes met, there was a brief moment where time seemed to freeze.