Quinn’s POVAfter we finished having dinner. I and Henry took the staircase, each of us heading for our rooms.“Have a good night's sleep,” he said to me and started walking towards his room.I started thinking of ways to get into his room with him. I wasn’t going to let go of the chance to have him remember who I am.“Wait, please do not let me sleep alone in that huge room,” I immediately said.“Why do you say so?” He asked me, taking steps further to where I was standing.“The room is so huge, I can’t stay in there alone,” I said while looking at his face. I noticed that my excuse wasn’t good enough to get him to accept my request, so I quickly came up with another lie.“The truth is that I am scared of being alone and I am also very much afraid of the dark,” I lied with a straight face, to give him more conviction.He looked at me for a moment before saying anything. “Okay, I’ll have the servants light up your room with a lot of lanterns and I will also get a maid to stay with you
Quinn's POVHenry has been playing hard to get for the past two hours, I can't just sit and watch him act like a baby, it's either I get my satisfaction from him tonight or go to bed unhappy. I quickly brushed my teeth and lay on the bed, my panties are off so there was no way he wouldn't get aroused after seeing a wet private part like mine, I watched him get into the bathroom to freshen up, and he changed into his night robe clothes in there too, he is trying to hide his nakedness from me but we both know that's not going to work. He slowly laid himself on the bed and turned the other way, scrolling endlessly through some videos on YouTube, I was so ready to get down with him but he was proving so hard to get, what kind of man won't be aroused with a sexy body like mine? I touched his thighs and spanked his backside, he looked at me and was short of words, his facial expression was priceless though."what the hell did you just do?" he asked surprisingly"I spanked your backside, is
Quinn's POV"why are you lying to my face, what is wrong with you?" he asked I tried to avoid eye contact with him but that was impossible as he stared into my soul with his eyes, I was frozen at some point and I felt helpless too"How can I tell him that he is the father of my daughter" became the major question that flew into my mind. I bowed my head in shame when he refused to look away, I tried to walk away from his presence with the intention that I would face his wrath later but he pulled me back with extreme force and pinned me to the wall My breathing pace Increased immensely and it was only a matter of time before I would pass out if he hadn't given me a chance to catch my breath slowly."I will spill out the truth but please stop with the stares and scary face" I pleaded with him he freed me from his weird position but I found it quite difficult to look him in the face but I summoned the courage."you are the father of my daughter, it pains me that you can't remember this,
Quinn's POVHenry came back home and went straight to his room, he didn't even bother to greet me nor did he even pay attention to the greetings I sent to him. I went to my chambers and took a good nap, I didn't see the need to establish communication with him since he wasn't in the mood to talk. I slept for three hours straight and when I woke up, I felt super relieved but the day was far gone and the sun was nowhere to be found in the sky. I walked to Henry's room and knocked but he didn't answer me, I summoned a little courage and I pushed the door a little and to my surprise, it opened, I searched the room but I didn't see him.I gave up on the search and quickly took my bath since I had some duties to perform at the club, and I couldn't afford to be late. I got to the club right on time and walked past the heavyweight bouncers after identifying myself. The disco lights in the club felt refreshing to me until a man dressed in a white suit tapped my shoulder"Who are you, sir?" I a
I stared at him, his silence scared me because I didn't know what he was planning to do next, he stood in one position, staring at some sexual instrument. "Are you planning to use that on me?"I asked "you will see," he saidFear gripped me when he said that, it was like a nightmare when he brought out handcuffs. I knew how it was going to end, I do get scared of this kind of bondage lovemaking, it's one of the patterns I don't find interesting at certain times, I never for once thought he would still want to do something like this."Are you scared?" he asked I smiled and touched his chest, I gave him the impression that I could take whatever kind of cruelty he had in store for me. He smiled and handcuffed me immediately, he made me bend over and he took the long lash and whipped my backside gently, it felt painful and I was surprised by the way I moaned. "That's what I love to hear dear, moan so hard and appease me," he said he whipped me again and went harder this time around, I
"Miss Quinn, you have been with our client all night even when your time with him long elapsed. Have you forgotten your duties in the club?" he asked I got angry after those words flew out of his mouth, how dare he?"I'm sorry sir, I will be with you shortly," I said, I had to suppress my anger and cooperate because this is where I work"Please kindly leave the room and let's talk with our esteemed client," the manager said I felt defeated and sad, I managed to look at Henry's innocent face and he was greatly pissed "Will you get out of here immediately!" Henry ordered"What?" the manager asked in disbelief"Get out of here now, don't make you kick you out myself, If you don't have respect for my wife here then you must be a big fool. Out now!" my husband screamed at themI was so pleased by what Henry did and it gave me so much courage but I kept mute to see how everything was going to unfold. The manager walked out in anger and his assistant followed him"Quinn, I want you to quit
We arrived at Mr Stone's mansion by 7 PM and the welcome party we received took us by surprise, I didn't expect everyone to be this happy. It was as if something big had happened and I couldn't help but smile at the scene."where have you been Henry?" my mother asked Henry felt dumb at that moment, he didn't even say a word but kept staring at her"let's forget about that for now, he is here and we should be thankful for that" I replied.My daughter slowly walked outside and I quickly whispered to Henry"Here comes your beautiful daughter" he turned in her direction at once and rushed after her, he gave her a warm hug and I watched the both of them exchange some heartwarming emotions. Tears flowed out of my husband's eyes, I nearly cried too but I held myself from doing such."don't leave me again Daddy," the young lad said "never again will I abandon you and your mother, I'm so sorry if I hurt your feelings, I won't leave you again," Henry said we all went inside and Henry carried
Henry glanced at Quinn, then glanced at the man who had just walked out of the car. He didn’t know who the man was, but at the same time he looked oddly familiar. They must have known each other before he lost his memory. And from the look on his wife’s face, he certainly wasn’t a friend. “What the hell do you want from us?” Quinn hissed. “Oh, Quinn. Do not act like you aren’t pleased to see me. I know you are overjoyed, I won’t be proud to say I had been with you for years if I don’t understand your mood and body language.” Steve responded. Henry stepped forward in a defensive manner. “Mr? Who the hell are you? And how dare you talk to my wife in that tone? Are you out of your mind?” Henry questioned. “I can talk to Quinn however i want, you are the outsider here so stay out of this.” Steve said and Henry turned to look at Quinn with a questioning expression. Quinn gulped and turned to Steve again. “You have the guts to show your face again, aren’t you scared? Do you think I ha
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