Quinn . Do I have the right to feel this way? God knows how much I want to escape from that hell. And now that I am here with Xavion, I am willing to comply with all of his requests, but I have no desire to return to that place. My grandmother is currently in need of rescue and is waiting for me. I will take the necessary steps to prepare myself before devising a plan to assist her. I've been feeling down lately. Xavion has been preoccupied with fixing the connection. I overheard him on the phone yesterday, and it was successful because the connection is working again. I should be thankful that his friends will be coming over. But why do I feel this way? I am sad. The thought of us getting separated brings me down. I don't want this to end. I don't want to be separated from him. I quietly placed the sandwich I had prepared on the small table beside him. He was about three meters away, focused on repairing the fence. "Lunch is here. I made you a tuna sandwich," I said, sitting
Quinn."So, Quinn. What's the best part of the Island that you like? Choose the one that reminds you of something here."Reeve stood up, smiling at me. I find him easygoing and attractive. His personality suits well with how he smiles. Very friendly."Uhm, the sea, of course. The white sand, the crystal waters and everything, I guess.""No. You have to choose one. Choose the one that made an impact on you."My eyes narrowed, thinking thoroughly. I have to get this right. Reeve promise to give me something that I can use here for survival."Okay. Uhm, I hate to say this because I don't really like those thorny weeds around the middle of the Island. But I guess they're the one that leaves an impact towards me."Yes, that was the first time Xavion had noticed me. It was also the first time we had interacted after all that had happened."You mean the ugly thorny hard weeds in the middle? Did it get you?"I nodded with a big smile."Geez, you are funny, Quinn." Both of his hands were now
Quinn . "What's this for?" I asked Reeve as I looked confused at the little device in my hand I raised my brow and asked, "Is this what you plan to give me?" "Yes. This is a tracker, Quinn. In case you find yourself lost in the jungle, it will guide you back to your base." He stated as he rose from his seat to demonstrate how to operate it. "All you have to do before you leave for an adventure is to turn it on and press this red button. Then you can put it inside your bag or pocket. The device will record like a GPS map. If you get lost on your way back to the base, just press the side here." He showed me the two little black buttons beside it. "See this one?" "Yes." "Okay, push this one twice, then it will display an indication colour. Green means you are walking in the right direction, and red is in the wrong direction. So you better go ahead to where the green light signals." "Wow, that's really cool! I love this one! Thank you so much, Reeve!" My eyes beamed in excitement
Xavion."Now that you made your choice, you should know what's coming, right?" Bryce's jaw tightened as he looked at me seriously.I whirled around, avoiding an answer to give him. I'm still thinking of my next move. I have to be careful this time because too complicated."I don't think it will get complicated anyway. Just play dead. That's the best course you should do," he suggested. He is now beside me, drinking his beer."Quinn's father threatens all his enemies to attack them if they don't get Quinn back. He suspected that Quinn had been taken captive by one of their adversaries. However, the search has been temporarily suspended based on Dominique's recommendation."I furrowed my brows and locked eyes with Bryce."They didn't know where to start searching, and their announcement made every mafia in the low-rank gang together to fight them. That's why Dominique suggested stopping searching for Quinn and staying low is the most proficient way, as they don't want to make more enem
Quinn . “Great job, Quinn! Have you had any experience with shooting?” I handed back the gun to Reeve. I felt much more confident this time. I was frightened when I held his firearm earlier, but Xavion’s face flashed in my mind. I recalled his advice, which helped me stay strong. “Yes. I was brought here by Xavion, who also taught me how to handle a firearm.” “Oh, really? That’s unexpected of him,” he said while shaking his head and packing all the gear. “Is it okay for me to ask you about something?” I swallowed hard. I’ve been meaning to do this, but I am holding myself. Reeve is the only person that is approachable and friendly towards me. I can open up to him quickly, but not to Xavion. I’m too scared to open at him as I don’t want him to misjudge me. “Sure. Ask me about anything, and I will do my best to answer your request.” He winked and continued what he was doing. I was following him. "Uhm, a-about Xavion?" He stops and faces me. “Hmm, what about him?” “How long do
Quinn . "Come on, guys. Is there no hug and a kiss? A farewell hug?" Reeve played a joke on us, and Xavion shook his head. He is smiling a little bit. "You dickhead. You take care of Quinn, okay?" "Of course, I will, Xav. You can depend on me. So, is that it? Not even a single kiss for me?" Reeve presented his cheeks, hinting for Xavion to kiss them, while Bryce chuckled and placed his hands on Reeve's hips. "Damn love hearts. I hate seeing people like this." Bryce mouthed, and then he turned around and grabbed the remaining things. He is heading towards the direction where the helicopter's location. I let out a sigh as I gazed at Xavion, hoping for his eye contact. However, it never came. I had been staring at him for an hour, but he seemed to be purposely avoiding me. "You know what to do, right?" Xavion's arm looped around Reeve's neck, and Reeve coughed slightly. "Y-Yes, alright. You don't have to choke me," he complained. And Xavion let go of him. He then looks at me in
Quinn . "Welcome, Quinn. Please make yourself at home and feel free to do what you like to do. Don't hesitate to explore your surroundings. There are a lot of things around here, and I'm sure you will surely enjoy them." Stella welcomed us together with the two staff. She seems very approachable. Reeve went straight to Rigo's playroom, the son of Stella. The boy greeted me earlier but was more excited to see Reeve. He grabbed Reeve straight away and guided him into his playroom. "I apologize for my son's behaviour. He gets overly excited upon seeing Reeve. However, it's Reeve's fault for introducing Rigo to all those strange mechanical toys for adults." "It's alright. It's not something that I can help with. It's more on a men's job." I winked, and we both laughed. As we walked down the footpath towards the garden's opening, I was awestruck by its beauty. It was like being transported to paradise. The plants and flowers surrounding us were all natural and truly unique. "Thank
Xavion."I'm glad you're back. It was a surprise you got stranded on that Island for several days," he said with a smirk, "Knowing you as my son, even after two days of being stranded alone, you can't be at ease until one of your cousins arrives to rescue you." Dad looks at me suspiciously.I gritted my teeth and looked at his eyes thoughtfully. "I was having fun, Dad. The typhoon arrived, and it hit the Island. I ended up cleaning the post and the surroundings. I instructed the boys on the materials that I needed. That's why the rescue took a while," I answered, looking at him without a trace of fear."I see," he nodded. He took a step closer to me this time."What about your mission? I've heard you showed up in Dalton with Bryce. What's that all about? You didn't tell me you joined the lowly kind mafia's world bidding party?" His jaw clenches, and his eyes aim at me like a bullet. I gritted my teeth but never shifted my gaze."Brandon was there, Dad. I followed him, and Bryce arran
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