Love Unspoken

Kyle, watching the chaos ahead, quietly raised the partition, pretending he didn't exist.

Quinn's eyes turned red as she heard Alexander's words. "How dare you say that? If your grandfather hadn't killed my entire family, would you be raising me? Without you people, I'd have a much better life." She continued, "I wouldn't have faced years of discrimination and ridicule, wouldn't have lived under someone else's roof so humbly."

Tears streamed down Quinn's face as she recalled the past. "You made me lose everything, and you expect me to be grateful?"

Alexander listened quietly, his expression unchanged.

He replied calmly, "You're right, but that's your thought. It doesn't mean I have to think the same way. I raised you, and that's true." Quinn's breath caught, and she looked at him in disbelief.

She had never felt Alexander was so unreasonable as she did now.

Alexander continued, "So, it doesn't matter what you think. You just need to behave and listen."

Quinn stared at him, momentarily speechless by his shamelessness.

Anger spread in her heart. Whether from being too angry or too sad, her face gradually turned red.

She suddenly raised her hand to push him away.

But Alexander appeared to have predicted her move. He grabbed her wrist before she could touch him.

He seemed not to notice the anger and hatred in her eyes, slowly approaching her and whispering, "Alright, stop it."

He coaxed her in the same tone he used with children, but to Quinn, it sounded full of sarcasm and absurdity.

As Alexander's lips were about to touch hers, she turned her head to avoid him.

But that didn't stop Alexander. He freed one hand, pinched her chin, turned her face, and kissed her lips. Quinn struggled, but it was futile.

The more she struggled, the harder Alexander kissed.

Infuriated, she opened her mouth and bit down.

Alexander paused, lifting his eyes to meet her gaze.

Quinn tried to break free, but the next second, he pinned her down on the seat, resulting in an even more intense kiss.

Under his kiss, Quinn began to suffocate, her brain deprived of oxygen.

Gradually, her whole body went limp.

But he didn't stop there. His hands roamed over her body, skillfully slipping under her clothes.

It was as if he was declaring his ownership and using his actions to assert who she belonged to. "No."

Quinn looked at him feebly, her voice barely audible.

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In a deep voice by her ear, he asked, "Who do you belong to?"

Quinn closed her eyes, desperately turning her head to avoid his breath.

Her chest heaved violently. Under his misdeeds, she didn't even have the strength to lift her hand.

As Alexander saw her silence, his fingers continued downward. His slightly calloused fingertips grazed her skin, causing her to shiver slightly.

"Why aren't you talking? Weren't you good at talking?"

Alexander whispered in her ear, suddenly biting her earlobe.

Quinn's eyes suddenly opened, clear eyes misty with tears, and she began to struggle again.

Alexander pressed down on her, rendering her completely immobile.