Henry's mansion.It was a weekend and both Henry and Quinn were at home. They had just finished having breakfast, and they were in the living room, going through their laptops."Aren't you sleepy?" Henry asked.Ever since he confessed to Quinn at her parents house, he had felt at peace with himself. In fact, after they had sex that night, he felt that they had become closer than before..."Sleepy? I'm not." Quinn responded without raising her head from the email she was going through."Are you sure? Weren't you exhausted yesterday night? In fact, I can still remember how you were begging me to be gentle. Are you sure-""Shut up! Aren't you embarrassed saying those words at all?" Quinn threw a pen at him."Hey... What was that for? And, why would I feel embarrassed? We are grown up adults, and it isn't the first time we made love." Henry shrugged nonchalantly.Quinn raised her head at his words. Did he just say 'made love'?"Are we making love, or having sex?" Quinn closed her laptop,
Two months later.As both of them walked out of the registry, Henry smiled contentedly. He was finally married!And it was to the woman he loved with all his heart; Quinn.Quinn was also happy.... She finally felt that all the troubles she went through in the past, was worth it.After all, today, she had finally become a married woman. "When are we going to announce it to Father, and the others?" Henry had assumed calling Quinn's parents: father, mother, and the rest..."Soon... We have to fly over to Washington... We can't possibly announce it over the phone, can we?" Quinn smiled.They got to their car, and Henry hurriedly pulled the car open for her.Quinn smiled at his kind gesture..."What kind of marriage do you want?" Henry suddenly asked. Quinn who was seated close to him on the front passenger seat, raised her head and smiled at him."Just a normal one. I don't want an extravagant wedding." She chuckled.She knew that with her identity, there was no way she could have an ave
The Stones residence's parking lot, was filled to the brim, with cars of various sorts. The cars were all luxurious. Reporters were outside, as they clicked their shutters trying to capture pictures of the people who were arriving.It was the party of the Stones themselves! Few days ago, invites were sent out to the various rich people in Washington DC. And so, of everyone present at the party, no one was mediocre. Everyone had a high social status..........The hall was spacious and beautifully illuminated by the chandeliers hanging above the ceiling.Tables were arranged elegantly, and the guests sat chatting with each other.The Stones were seated at a wide table, as they watched the bustle. Henry was with them. He looked at the entrance, where Quinn was to enter from when the time was right.He was dressed in a black suit, paired with black trousers. His favorite color had always been black.The cream bowtie on his neck, was specially chosen to match Quinn's cream dress. He sipp
Henry and Quinn were both on the bed, in her room upstairs."I'm fucking tired." Quinn groaned as she sat up."So I'm I... I don't think I can take a shower." Henry turned tiredly on the bed."Then don't dream of sleeping on my bed. It seems you would like to sleep on the couch downstairs." Quinn glared at him."You should know that I was joking. I'm a neat freak, and you know that." Henry shook his head."I know that too well. Let me take a shower then." Quinn sauntered towards the bathroom."Wait for me." Henry threw off the duvet and made his way towards her."No way!!! Go back, and wait. When I'm done, you can take your own bath." Quinn shook her head.How could she allow him take a bath with her? They would of course end up doing something else. She couldn't allow that.. She was already tired as it was..."But that would be time consuming. I'm tired, and I badly want to sleep." Henry grumbled."Well, do you want to take your bath first?" Quinn glared at him."Me? No, don't worry.
Henry and Quinn were cuddling themselves."I just feel that I love you more than you love me, what do you think?" Quinn mumbled as she snuggled closer to him."That's not true. I love you more than you love me." Henry chuckled."Then prove it." Quinn said as she ran her hands over his chest sensually."How do you want me to?" Henry asked with a smirk."Figure it out." Quinn said."It seems my wife needs her husband, doesn't she?" He made to switch off the lights, but Quinn's hands stopped him.Henry looked at her in confusion,"Is anything the matter?" He was puzzled."Not at all... Leave the lights on." She whispered."As you wish, milady." He smiled.With a swift move, he pulled off her sleeping robe. He threw it on the floor, and turned his attention on her hardened nipple."We haven't had an actual wedding, nor did we have a proper honeymoon." Henry whispered as he bent to take her nipple into his mouth.He licked its tip, and ran his hands roughly over her stomach.Quinn ran her
"What do you wanna tell us?" Parker looked at his son, as he asked."I'm leaving the corporation." Henry said simply."What?! Are you out of your fucking mind!" Parked sprang up as he asked."I'm not. I'm sane." Henry remained calm. He wasn't even flustered at all..."Calm down sweetheart. Henry, tell us the reason behind your decision." Matilda pulled her husband down on the sofa."I'm going to become a gardener for the Stones." Henry cleared his throat."A gardener? What are you saying, son?" Matilda tried to make sense of what he was saying, but she couldn't."Exactly what you heard, mum. I'm leaving the Corporation." Henry announced.His parents were silent for a while, as they looked at him."Who is going to take over the Corporation?" After a while, his father questioned."I don't know. Maybe Dennis can. He's been away for long, what do you think?" Henry smirked.Parker fidgeted uncomfortably on the sofa he was sitting on.Dennis was his second child after Henry. However, he had
( UNKNOWN LOCATION )"Boss, it seems like the heiress of the Stones had been found." A young man reported.Seated in front of him was a middle aged man. He was smoking away at his pipe. He exhaled deeply."She is? Hahaha... It seems like the Stones are quite capable after all." The man chuckled."What should I do boss?" The young man asked respectfully."Let her be for a while. Who are the people close to her apart from her parents?" The man asked calmly."She got married recently, and she has a daughter of ten years old." The young man divulged."Is that right? Let them be for a while... Let them enjoy the feeling of bliss.... And when they are nonchalant, and their guards are down, that will be the right time to strike." The man slowly.It was as if he was deliberating his words."Yes boss." The young man bowed and left the study.After he left, the middle aged man clenched his fists."Raphael.... I'm going to destroy you slowly.... Found your little princess, isn't it? I wasn't met
( STEPHEN'S POV )At the police station.I sat in the cell with gritted teeth. Soon.... Soon, I would be released.It was funny how Quinn could have the heart to imprison me."After all our friendship..." I clicked my tongue.I would show them.... All of them....I couldn't imagine how they could.... God....A sound at the cell door made me raise my head.As I did, my gaze met with that of my godfather.Brendon King..."Someone is here to see you." The policeman that I hated the most said.I got up gently, and was led out by the policeman.As the three of us walked over to a room, I wondered why Brendon had come all the way to my cell.What had taken him so long to visit?Brendon calmly sat on one of the chairs amongst the two in the room.Stephen sat opposite him without a word. Both of them engaged in an eye glaring contest for some minutes.Then Brendon cleared his throat,"Is that how you welcome your godfather?" He tapped his walking stick on the floor gently.Stephen remained mu
Days later… Quinn and Henry finally took Emelda from the boarding school, but she insisted on staying with her grandparents, so her parents could go on their honeymoon. "I love you so much, mum and dad!" She said, and hugged her parents with tears in her eyes. Henry and Quinn hugged her back, also tearing up. "I missed you so much, baby. We'll be back soon, then we can live together as one big, happy family with your baby brother or sister." Quinn added, and Emelda chuckled. "It's definitely a baby sister!" She squealed and rubbed at her mother's belly with a smile. "We'll find out in a few months time, baby. We have to go now. Do not disturb your grandparents!" Emelda nodded and hugged her parents, as she watched them enter their limo, leaving while waving at her. * * * “Please be quick about it..” Quinn said to the hotel receptionist and quickly dropped the phone as soon as Henry waltzed out of the bathroom, looking as though he was running an ad for a
“Stay back!” Kathleen growled fiercely but Quinn couldn’t exactly say if she was yelling at her or at Henry. Her body shook with fear as she stared at the black, metallic object clasped in Kathleen’s hands but she didn’t show her fear; She couldn’t bring herself to because she knew that that was exactly what people like Kathleen thrived on. She couldn’t give her that satisfaction. Before she came here, she had braced herself for the absolute worst; had expected Kathleen to pull a stunt like this from the very beginning. Now, it no longer surprised her. All she wanted right now was to get out of this situation unscathed. She didn’t care how she intended to do that but knew that that was her only aim. Ashley had told her that a thing like this would happen; had warned her and thankfully, she had listened. At first, she didn’t want to be scared but when she looked into Kathleen’s eyes, and saw the crazed maniacal look in them, her fear only intensified. This witch
Days later. Henry was so angry. He wanted to snap. He was pissed at everyone’s overly bubbly attitude today and was beginning to wonder if the day was his or theirs. He couldn’t really say that the day was his though because he was practically being forced…more like threatened to do this. He still couldn’t comprehend why her father would present him with a decision as difficult as this for his own personal interest, and it made him mad. The brightly lit air conditioned room still felt unbearably hot for Henry as he yanked uncomfortably at his necktie and glared against the high fluorescent lights that seemed to want to blind him. He didn’t care that his discomfort was being let out in the open and that the press could make a fuss out of it later. All he cared about was getting done with this accursed wedding ceremony and being back to the confines of his room. He drowned out the loud cheerful noises around him, wondering to himself why these people seemed a lot mo
The world felt like it was spinning in circles, and to Henry everything was in a flux. He couldn’t say exactly what stand his life held right now or what its meaning was but knew he was simply going with the flow that came. Pressing the bottle of liquor to his lips, Henry took a big gulp and winced when the fiery liquid burned its way from the back of his throat down to his chest. He loved the feeling though, but the aftermath was what he disliked. He hated how it usually made him feel crappy and how his fingers shook whenever he took it excessively. He hated it now that his hands were already shaking even though he hadn't had too much. “Isn’t that a little too much for today, Sir?” Adam asked from a corner of the room and Henry could only gasp in shock because he never knew that he was even in his office with him in the first place. At Adam’s utterance, he looked down at his table to discover that he had successfully finished about three bottles of liquor and that he
The next day. Right in front of him, sat Kathleen and her father and Henry could do nothing but glare at the both of them as they went about chattering between each other like he wasn’t in the room. Kathleen's loud giggles infuriated him, even the way she had suddenly changed her sitting position into some sort of lazy style while she rubbed continuously on her flattened stomach. On a normal day, he would’ve sent her out of the house but her father was here, and he wanted to hear them out first. “What the fuck are you both doing here?” He snarled at her father, who seemed too enthralled with talking to Kathleen that nothing else mattered. To his utmost surprise, both Kathleen and her father ignored him like he hadn’t even spoken. They ignored him like his words held no weight and that action even enraged him a lot more than he already was but he didn’t give up. He wasn’t really bothered about their attitude though, or the fact that there was something fishy becaus
Henry Zhang felt like the saddest man on earth. Well, maybe he was. He staggered up the airy flight of stairs with only a bottle of chilled liquor clasped in his cold stiff hands. “One green bottle standing on the wall… one green bottle standing on the wall…” he sang drunkenly as he trudged upwards, absolutely oblivious to the shocked stares his workers threw at him as he walked past. Truth is, he didn’t even notice they were staring nor did he care if they actually did. His body suddenly shook with a kind of cold that he hadn’t experienced before. He couldn’t bring himself to talk to anyone about how he truly felt…about how his dreams were constantly plagued with memories of Quinn and how he felt he would go crazy soon if nothing was done about it until he had finally resolved to drinking to stupor. His new way of escape… He belched, smiled at the half empty bottle and stormed into his room only to stop in his tracks when he suddenly found himself staring at the
After munching on her food, Quinn suddenly stopped and started thinking. “Are you okay?” Ashley suddenly asked, making Quinn snap her head up to look at her in puzzlement. “Huh… yes!” Quinn croaked out, nearly choking on her food. “You do not seem like you are Quinn, you haven’t eaten in days and you still aren’t eating now.” She asked worriedly. Quinn smiled at the deep worry lines etched on Ashley’s face and wondered if the lady knew she had this side to herself. “I am… trust me I am.” Quinn reassured her with a smile. To make Ashley feel better, she slowly munched on the food one after the other until she finally finished it. When she was done, she got up with the plates only to be stopped by Ashley who immediately pried the plates out of her grasp. “I’ll do it.” She simply said, balanced them on her hips and walked off, leaving Quinn wondering why Ashley was suddenly so protective of her. After a few minutes of waiting, Quinn decided to busy herself with th
Quinn's eyes slowly opened...finally. Her eyelids were heavy, almost like they had been previously sealed shut. Quinn winced under the pain. It was a little too much and her body throbbed from it. She could feel her stomach twist painfully from it too but she didn’t care. All she wanted was to understand what she was doing here when only moments ago, she was at the back of Henry’s car…on her way to her wedding reception. She wanted to understand why anyone would decide to kidnap and beat her up. She believed she hadn't done anything to deserve that. Even if she did, at least her wedding day should have just been left alone for her and her family members to enjoy. Why did they have to make it a sad day for her? She didn't deserve that. Henry didn't deserve that. Quinn was confused and at the same time, shocked and scared because she was quite unsure about who was behind all these, even though her mind was drifting towards Kathleen. But there was nothing to back
As Henry threatened, he heard the policeman gulp in fear. He could clearly see how he visibly shook right in front of him and he smirked, knowing fully well that he had inculcated fear into his spine. “Henry!” Henry heard someone desperately call out his name and from the tone of voice, he didn’t need to turn around to know that it was grandfather Richard. He begrudgingly turned around, with the gun still pointed at the police officers and rolled his eyes when he saw the deep scowl etched on the old man’s face. Grandfather was pissed, but so was he! Grabbing at Henry's upper arm, Richard yelled like he would to a toddler throwing tantrums; “Why would you come all the way here just to assault an officer, Henry?! You even went as far as pointing a gun at them! Don’t you know what could happen to you for doing something like tha—?” “I do not care about what happens to me!” Henry growled in anger, “…all I wanted was to find out if they had any idea of where Quinn could b