Love Unspoken

"Why did you touch it?" The question hung in the air as Quinn looked up, her surprise mirrored in the man squatting before her. Alexander's hand was pressed against her wound, his gaze focused on the fresh blood that had begun to seep out.

She could only stare at him blankly, her mind a whirl of confusion.

Alexander frowned, his attention shifting from the reopened wound to Quinn's face. "Are you bored or something?" His tone was casual, but his eyes held a hint of concern.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Quinn bit her lip, nodding in affirmation. She was indeed bored, restless even. Who wouldn't be, confined within four walls day in and day out?

"Stay put," Alexander instructed, his voice firm. He rose to his feet, disappearing momentarily only to return with a first aid kit in hand. Quinn watched him in silence, a flicker of admiration in her eyes. She hadn't expected him to know where the kit was kept.

Alexander worked with a quiet efficiency, opening the kit and extracting fresh gauze. He carefully re-dressed her wound, his movements gentle yet precise. Once he was done, he sat beside her, his voice stern as he warned, "Don't touch it again. Let the scab fall off naturally, got it?"

Quinn nodded, her gaze fixed on him. She couldn't help but notice that he was still wearing the same clothes from three days ago. His black coat was lightly dusted with white, a stark contrast against the dark fabric. Without thinking, she reached out, her fingers brushing against his collar to remove the dust. After a couple of pats, her hand was caught in a firm grip.

Quinn looked up, her eyes meeting Alexander's. His gaze was intense, his voice grave as he asked, "Quinn, if I'm ousted from the board, if all my assets are frozen, if I'm left with nothing...would you leave me?"

The question caught her off guard. Quinn didn't understand the meaning behind his words, let alone why he would suddenly pose such a question. Was this a test of some sort? She shook her head, dismissing the thought. "Really?" Alexander's eyebrows arched in mild interest.

She nodded, the sincerity in her eyes clear as day.

A hint of a smile graced Alexander's lips as he tenderly touched her cheek. "Then why did you run away earlier?"

Quinn was taken aback, her mind scrambling for an answer. Could he really not know why she had run?

"Don't worry, I just wanted to share something with you." With these words, he pulled out a pair of earbuds from his pocket, placing one gently in Quinn's ear.

A gentle tap on the earbud, and a familiar voice filled her ears. "I'm giving you my shares, and Valerie's too. Add that to your current holdings, and you'll have enough to boot him off the board!"

Quinn's eyes widened in shock, her gaze darting to Alexander. This wasn't a test; this was real. Was Wayne truly planning to oust him?

Her heart pounded in her chest, her mind a whirl of thoughts. The first one that surfaced was the prospect of her own freedom. The idea of no longer being under his control seemed to outweigh her concern for him.

Alexander watched her closely, his eyes turning a shade colder as he noticed the subtle shift in her gaze. "Are you thinking that once I'm off the board, without anything to my name, I can no longer control you?" Quinn shivered at his words, shaking her head frantically. Her hands moved in a desperate attempt to explain, but Alexander brushed them aside. His smile was now tinged with a chill.

"Quinn, you're still thinking of leaving, aren't you?"

Her eyes flickered, and all she could do was shake her head vehemently.