Xavion . I have no choice but to deliver these items to her, including sanitary pads, snacks, and sweets she used to enjoy. I also reviewed the CCTV footage to identify the location of her injury. I thought it was terrible, as Bryce described it badly. I wonder why can't she find the medical kit around the house. I put it right where the fire extinguisher was located. "The medical kit. Did you move it last time we visited the Island hideout?" I asked Reeve in the line. The last time we installed solar lights around the Island, he was there with me. It's been a while since then. I recall Reeve injuring his finger and using the medical kit bag. "Oh, did you forget? It's inside the compartment of the helicopter seat. I took it out and forgot to put it back. Why? Are you in the hideout? At this hour? Did you hurt yourself?" "No, no, I didn't hurt myself. I was double-checking everything. No worries. Thanks, Reeve," I said and ended the call. The Island has become the hideout for the
Quinn . I should have followed him outside but I could no longer move my body. I hugged my knees, trembling in the cold and cried in silence. Who could have thought that it was Xavion after all? It was him. . . He saved me from my hell. The rain was heavy. The thunder and lightning sound like it's just beside me. It scared me. I managed to change myself, and I felt weak. It felt like there were thousands of needles around my feet every time I took a step. I wanted to check if the helicopter was still outside. But the rain poured angrily like how he looked at me earlier. I composed myself and looked ahead in the dark. I'm still waiting for him to return, with the door left open. Suddenly, a powerful lightning strike hits just a few meters away, causing my body to jolt. "Oh, my God!" I exclaimed. My heart pounded, and I was worried about him. I took a brave step forward but stopped when another lightning strike came. "No, please. Stop. Stop, please," I pleaded to the heavens and
Xavion's POV . "You may as well stay there, Xav. I'll take care of things here at the moment. The Montadamme and Langley clan are on low-key now. The search for Quinn seems focused in a different direction. I will provide you with an update shortly. My team monitors the situation closely, so there is no need to worry." "Thank you, Bryce. I will get back once the weather turns good." "Sure thing. It's going to be a big one, Xav. I am concerned about the impact of the typhoon on the island. I monitor the situation and hope the damage won't be too severe. It looks like the rain will persist for several days before the storm arrives on the island. Let's remain optimistic and prioritise your safety and Quinn." I sighed while talking to Bryce on an old 2D phone. It's the only device that will work on this island. The signal is too far for a cellular site, as we work only on the frequency line. We learnt this from our training combat abroad. "Reeve and Hendrix eagerly await your return
Quinn . "Xavion!" I stood up and began walking towards the door but halted and crouched down upon hearing the sharp crack of lightning, which was soon followed by a loud clap of thunder. The rain wasn't that heavy, but the wind sounded scary. There seemed to be a helicopter situated on the rooftop of this house, and it sounded scary to me. Xavion stayed at the storage house outside, like the other night. I'm concerned about him because he refused to stay with me in this brick house, and now that the storm's eye is coming, I fear for his safety. When I opened the door, the sheet of lightning spread in the sky consecutively, giving a glimpse of light in the dark environment outside. The wind is crazy and quite intense. It could easily knock you off your feet. "Oh, my God!" As I attempted to close the door, a sudden gust of wind swept in and knocked over a few of my plants, leaving them scattered on the ground. I managed to shut the door as soon as I stepped outside. I cling tigh
Quinn . I was sitting on a wooden chair, holding a broomstick in one hand while observing Xavion as he gathered the scattered wood debris. The area has been thoroughly cleaned, and there is a noticeable improvement compared to three days ago. We never stop working. We only stop to eat and have a little rest. I was preparing for our dinner when I heard a knock on the door. I smiled and looked in that direction. "Come in, Xav." The door opened, and it was him. Obviously, it's only the two of us here on the Island. My heart beat faster the moment our eyes met. As he smiled, I reciprocated with a smile of my own. His gesture helped ease the tension between us, which brought me a sense of relief. It was yesterday's first time I saw his smile towards me, and I was over the moon. Finally, he is opening his heart to me. "I have brought some ointment for you. I discovered additional supplies in the storage room. Reeve used to utilize it as he had a severe allergy to the prickly bush s
Xavion . "Do I look like I'm going to die last night?" I smirked and sat down beside her. I woke up feeling great today after getting a total of eight hours of sleep. My body felt refreshed and energised, allowing me to complete the tasks left over from yesterday easily. The sun is bright, and everything around me is good. They're all good in my eyes. I couldn't get a signal to reach Bryce, but I will work on a new connection later and see how it will go. But now, I am urged to sit beside her as she cooks potatoes outdoors in this small, messy kitchen I built. "Am I allowed to talk about this and that now?" Her worried look made me realise the rules that I never implemented. She was the one who brought it all up from the start. It was her idea to never make any requests of me nor ask things privately. "Ahm," I responded and gave her a slight nod. She replied with a small smile. Although I didn't directly look at her face, I could sense her expression from my peripheral vision.
Quinn . "It's getting better. Thank you for asking." I rolled back the bandage around my wound as I didn't want any bacteria around it. It's itchy, and there are times that I want to itch it so severely. "Just add more antiseptic cream if it feels itchy," he suggested. "That's what I've been doing, Xav. Last night was the worst. I was about to itch it, but I stopped myself. I ended up counting the sugar in bits and pieces." I rolled my tongue, and I wished it were a joke. But it wasn't a joke at all. His eyebrows crossed, and he said, "What?" He chuckled slightly with an unbelievable smile and shook his head. "Yes, I counted them because I couldn't sleep." I rested my arms on the sand while looking at the waves. We were sunbathing. Initially, I was alone, but later he joined me. I washed the cooking pot and used the sand as the scrubber. It worked. At least the black stain of the pot bum from the fire cooking got clean. Although it wasn't that clean but it's manageable. "You a
Xavion . I can't wait to finish this. Of all the troubles, why must it be my connection to Bryce and the boys? They can't reach me now. I have no connection to the real world and don't know what is happening out there. I am here with Quinn, and we are stranded. Dammit. "Here's the bucket. I filled it up with seagrass. Let me know if you need more. I will get more for you for this project!" The excitement in her voice puts a smile on my face. I am cleaning the giant aquarium stored inside the storage house for months. I used to have a lizard, an iguana name Luigi. Since we rarely go to the Island, we moved Luigi to our hideout where he could be cared for. "What do you want to add in there? I want some ocean fish or any swimming creatures." "I will check. I still have a pellet and fish food left there from last year. I guess that's enough until our rescue arrives. And if not. We will just let it return to the ocean," I suggested. "Yes, that's a good idea. Let's do that." She p
Diezel's POV . "You have to understand your son. You can't just push him to marry someone against his heart. He is a Mondragon. And being a Mondragon man only means one thing. . . We are born stubborn to the content of our hearts. We stick to what our hearts dictate no matter how fucking twisted the path we choose. We dedicate ourselves to one woman. We fight for love and go crazy with it." I gritted my teeth as I listened to Xavion's parents, who were sitting beside me. I have never experienced love before, so I do not know what it feels like. I grew up in a tough but humorous environment surrounded by good and bad individuals. I am currently accompanied by my cousins, who are pretty eccentric. The black Mondragons are my favorites, and I belong to them. I am one of them. But the hell, I am here facing the same sky, standing beside Xavion's father. "When is the wedding?" Xavion's mother looked at me. "Tomorrow, Zia." I swallowed hard, avoiding her gaze. Zia Maricor reminds me
Quinn . -matured content- Xavion reclaimed my lips, kissing me hungrily. I opened my mouth and welcomed every thrust of his tongue as it explored every corner of my mouth. His hand pushed the hem of my skirt, caressing my thighs. I gasped in anticipation, and my body melted. Every touch of his hand in between my thigh sends thousands of heat inside me. His lips traveled down my neck. I giggled when I felt his lips around there. I continue massaging his nape. He swept me in his arms and gently eased my body on the bed. Our eyes locked briefly, and his weight pushed my body on the mattress. "I love the look of your eyes, Quinn. It speaks of wanting me, darling." He said, licking his lips and his hand gently caressing my side, aiming to unhook my bra. My body arched, and the moment he unhooked my bra and took off my top, his lips came crashing on mine again. "Oh, dammit." He groaned, and I moaned when I felt the gentle massage of his hand on my breast. I was already on fire. Ever
Quinn.Half sleeping, I reached out for Xavion. I can still remember what happened last night. I had a slight fever, and his embrace healed me. His manly scent completed the whole of me I'd longed for years. With my eyes shut, I smiled and moved my right hand, reaching his side. I love the feeling of touching his warm chest. Instead, I felt the cottony, fluffy texture of a pillow.I was wide awake in an instant. He is no longer beside me.I took my dressing gown that was hanging on the dressing chair, put it on, and ran towards the kitchen. I was relieved to see Xavion preparing something. I thought he left me."Hey, good morning, Quinn! You've got the best chef here on the Island. Let's eat!" Diezel greeted me with a full mouth of food.Xavion turned to see me carrying freshly brewed coffee. And his dashing smile gives a warm feeling inside me."Oh, you're awake." Xavion smiled, looking so hot on his white top. He put down his cup of coffee and strode sexily towards me."I thought y
Xavion . "It's too dangerous, Xavion. I won't let you fly on your own. Use my yacht. It's better than flying a helicopter. It's better to be safe than sorry, bro. The rain hasn't stopped. There was no storm, but a low-pressure area is building up North." Norman sighed and shook his head. I gritted my teeth, facing the dark sky. Quinn is waiting for me. I need to go to her now. "The yacht may take you six hours, and it's fine. It doesn't matter if you arrive late on the Reserve Island, Xavion. It's better to land safely. Using the helicopter will give you zero visibility." Norman continued. "I guess I have no choice," I silently uttered. "It's alright." Norman patted my shoulder and chuckled. "You want this, and I understand that. She may not be happy with this, but you have to listen to her. Yes, she's still your Quinn, the same person as before, but she has a lot of priorities now. Diezel abducted her this morning without permission and - " "I have settled everything, Norman.
Quinn . And like a child, as soon as the yacht docked, I ran free towards the house where I used to be. "Xavion! Xavion!" I shouted for his name. I was not listening to Diezel anymore. "Hey, Quinn! Fai attenzione ai serpenti, Amore mio!" I stopped and looked around the sand. I almost forgot that this Island has a lot of snakes around, not to mention the prickly weed I hate the most! I turned around to see Diezel, and he started carrying the goods on his shoulder. I twisted my lips and continued walking a little faster this time. I nervously looked at each corner because of the snakes. "Snakes are good at hiding. Don't worry. I believe the boys cleaned the place." Diezel said, and he was now walking towards me, carrying two sacks of goods on his shoulders, which seemed heavy. I stopped again, letting him pass through me first, and I curiously followed him. I realized Xavion was not around because the place was too quiet. Diezel went inside the house, organizing all the stuff.
Quinn . "Who are you? What do you want from me? Let me go!" I kicked my feet, hoping to unhook the tie. But it was too tight. I couldn't even maneuver my body. I don't know what happened after I passed out. I was about to see Jarrod to talk about the other business proposal. But here I am, now sitting in this coffin-shaped box. "Hey! Are you listening? Where are you going to take me? Let me go! I'm busting. I need to go to the toilet!" I said nervously. It's a lie. I will find a way to escape, but then again, I don't know how. The yacht is moving fast, and this idiot will probably take me somewhere isolated. "Hello!? Hey!" I yelled out. Judging by his body build, he is a pro. Broad shoulders, stern frame, perfect body built where I could not see any fats. It's all muscles in there with more than six packs. Neat look with a pleasant smell. I should be scared. But I'm not. I'm thinking of a way to escape once this yacht will dock. Xavion? I shut my eyes, thinking about him. I
Xavion . “I’m sorry, Xavion, but I can’t. I don’t think this is right. What about Trinity? She invested herself so much in you for three years. You can’t just wipe her in a snap. It’s not right… a-and what about your parents? Your mother hates me. And your father still doesn’t approve of me.” My heart dropped to the ground the moment I heard it from her. It kept playing on my head like a dislocated player disc. Fucking dammit! I could feel the screams of frustration at the back of my throat as the pain kept squeezing my chest. “Hey, bro, are you listening to me?” Glenn furrowed his brows and looked at me intently with a serious expression. “Something is wrong with you. Come on, tell me.” He stood firmly before me, crossed his arms, and demanded to know what was wrong. I stood up, sighed, and turned my back on Glenn, trying to figure out everything about Quinn. I have to do something, or I’ll go insane with this again. This can’t be effing happening. "Xavion Xavier Mondragon?
Quinn . "The past is the past. It happened already. We made mistakes. Nobody is perfect. Now, we learned from it...we are what we are now, and we must face reality. Now is the right time to choose your heart, Quinn. Never be afraid anymore, my child. All well be okay..." I smiled, remembering Grandmother's message to me. My eyes are still shut, feeling the warmth and comfort of my bed. It felt like I was sleeping on the clouds, and I felt light and complete. Xavion? My eyes automatically opened the moment I remembered him. "What the. . ." Like a robot, I got up and quickly sat on the edge of the bed. I'm wearing an oversized white man's long sleeve. It went above my knees, and I ran straight to the toilet when I remembered what had happened. Relax, self. I need to use a toothbrush first. Since this is not my place, I put some toothpaste on my pointy finger and brushed it on my teeth. I gurgle up with mouthwash after washing my face. I was a complete mess last night. I vomit
Xavion . "I'm sorry," she said, almost like a whisper. I felt my jaw tighten as I carefully placed her on top of my bed. She let go of me, and she sounded asleep already. I slowly stood up and stared at her for a second, releasing a sigh. I move to the end of the bed and take off her stilettos. I slightly shook my head after removing them. Seeing the anklet with a dangling pendant, I gave her more than three years ago proves she still loves me. I sighed, stood up, gritted my teeth, and surveyed her clothes. I guess I have no other choice but to change her. The top she's wearing with her fit body blazer looks uncomfortable. I shook my head and sat on the edge of the bed. "I don't know what to do with you, Quinn. You are stubborn as hell. Do you think you can handle everything on your own? You are wrong, darling," I weakly uttered. I was about to unbutton her blazer, but her hands moved, now touching my fingers. "Xavion…" She opened her eyes, and my heart fluttered. There was a