Chapter 81

Quinn furrowed her brow, wondering what Xavier was doing. Did he perhaps feel sorry for her?

She really didn't need him to feel sorry for her, though.

She simply couldn't pull away from him because he was holding her by the waist.

Xavier was undeniably charismatic. No woman who fell under his spell could emerge unscathed. He was currently sitting on the couch, his face nestled against her sensitive stomach.

At that moment, a palpable tension hung in the air between them, the kind that spoke of unspoken desires between a man and a woman.

Quinn had never truly understood love. She also didn't believe that pure love existed in this world.

According to her, everything was merely primal urges, and it was simply a matter of controlling them.

"You're probably just looking to have sex with me, right? You don't need to put on the lovey-dovey act." After all, a man of his caliber shouldn't have to lower himself like this.

Upon seeing her in such a state, Xavier felt a pang of sorrow, wi