The urge to sleep with her

Interrogation.

The party went on smoothly, and Quinn was careful not to take any alcoholic wine. Her alcoholic tolerance was very low.

She tried to avoid some guests who were coming over to curry favor with her. This was the reason why she wanted to remain low-key.

Whenever someone influential appeared, naturally others would be tempted to gain favor with whosoever it was.

Quinn rolled her eyes in boredom... She was tired, and decided to step outside for some fresh air.

Henry who had been looking for an opportunity to talk to her, followed her out.

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( HENRY'S POV )

I followed her quietly, as she headed to a fountain. She sat on a vacant seat and I joined her.

A pleasant and nice scent engulfed my senses. She smelled nice!

Even her dressing today was mesmerizing. Why hadn't I noticed it before?

Quinn was fucking beautiful!

She stared at me. There was no surprised look on her face. It was almost as if she knew I had been following her.

"Spit it out." She said ca