Quinn . Expect the unexpected. She's a queen, alright, and I'm just too ordinary compared to her. "Come over, Quinn, join us." Stella held my hand and guided me back to their group. Trinity is pretty famous with everyone around. It's not even forty-eight hours that she's here, and she has already captured the hearts of many. Every staff member received a gift package from their company, which specialises in body care. Everyone listens to her. She can talk like a celebrity on stage, and you will never get bored with her. She can easily make a joke and put a smile on everyone's faces. Although it's her first time here in Isla Amore d'Pazzo, she sounded like she's been here many times. "Hope you like them! And don't forget your freebies. I'm all at your service." Thank goodness that was over! If everyone had a ball listening to her, not me, okay? I'm beginning to hate her smile. It seems like it's not genuine at all. "Thank you, Stella. It's good to see everything around here. I
Quinn . Hendrix left. I pursed my lips before looking back at him, and a little heat scorched my cheeks. "Can I sit beside you?" He sat down straight away. Not even waiting for my answer. It's not that I don't want him to sit beside me, but it would be nice for us to change location. My feet started to get cold from the water. "Aren't your feet cold?" He grabs the little towel beside him and is waiting for me. "A little bit." I took my feet out of the water and whirled them halfway towards him so he could wipe them. I don't want to touch the sand. Thank goodness I can maneuver my body like this. Basic yoga helps me. He wiped my feet gently. "Thank you. Had you had enough with your ex?" I put my slippers on. "Yes. She wants me to watch the stars on the other side of the wing, but I refuse." "Really? And why is that?" I blinked, and he pressed his lips together. I froze, my heart thundering against my chest. "I'm not interested anymore, Quinn. We've talked about this, righ
Xavion . "Did you have a good time with her?" Hendrix sat on the study table, crossing his arms together and suspiciously looking at me. "Wiped off that smirk on your face, Hendrix." I whirled around, putting the remaining things my mother needed. This will be her room for a few days, and I'm organising all her things. Although I couldn't keep my smile whenever I was alone because of Quinn, I guess Hendrix saw what my freaking face looked like earlier. "I haven't seen you smile like that for ages. Those hidden smiles reminded me of who you were back then whenever you were with Quinn. I'm not a fool, Xavion. I know you still like her, man." He follows me now as I get out of my mother's room. I entered the room beside it. It's where my other room is located. "And how do you explain everything with you and Quinn now? Don't tell me you two had a deal. Was it in written form or verbal? Come on, Xav, tell me. I want to know. At least a witness is needed, right? Look, I'm here," he sai
Quinn . Here she comes! Oh my god, oh my god! With a heavy pound of my heart, I immediately recognised Xavion's mother. There are over a hundred members in the Mother's Club, and only ten will be present for a private gathering today. Xavion's mother is among the officers. "Welcome to Pazzo 'd Amore!" Stella welcomed them with handmade garlands of flowers. "It's lovely to see you again, Stella, dear." Xavion's mother greeted Stella back. Her name is Anastacia Berry Mondragon. "And it's beautiful to see you again, Madame." "Mom," Xavion kissed his mother. I smiled as I witnessed the loving touch of a mother and son. It's beautiful. I had never experienced a mother's love and wondered how having one would feel. But it's alright. My grandmother provided me with all the love that she could offer. And I'm so blessed with that. She's my world. I am together with the rest of the staff, giving them cold drinks as an entrée offer once you step on the Island. "Oh, it's refreshing. Wh
Xavion . And I have crossed the line. Do I have any regrets? No, I don’t feel any regression because it’s a beautiful feeling to embrace everything. I held Quinn’s hand tightly, feeling her hand and mine inside my pocket. “What are we going to do now?” Quinn tightly holds mine like she doesn’t want to let go. It’s good that I’m wearing my track pants. It’s looser on each side, and the pockets are spacious enough for our hands. “What do you mean?” My jaw tightened. The sunset gives a nice glow on her face. She smiles slightly at the evening before looking back at me. “Are we. . .” She twinkled her eyes, and her face flushed as she paused. I purposely raised my brow, “What?” I slightly shook my head and smiled at her wickedly. She pouted. The feeling is mutual. My heart is covered in butterflies. Quinn’s radiant face glows more as she waits for my answer. I can’t deny it. Only Quinn can do magic like this. I never felt this type of feeling to Trinity, not even the others. “Han
Quinn . "How confident are you that Xavion's parents will accept you?" Trinity looked at me from head to foot, "I don't know what Xavion sees in you. You're nothing but a second-grade, trying hard copycat." Her brow raised, and so is mine. "I heard that line in a movie. You're not being original." I pursed my lips and challenged her, causing her to lose her smile. "I'm not someone you can just trample on, Trinity. You've underestimated me," I smiled, feeling more confident with Xavion by my side. No matter what, I would hold onto him dearly because we are a couple now. Xavion holds my heart, and that's all that matters to me. "I can transform into an angel if you treat me like one and into your worst nightmare if you're a devil. So, it's better to stop pretending and be genuine. You are a fox hiding in a sheepskin, Trinity... Sorry, but you can't fool me." My blood rose, and I could no longer hold myself after Trinity treated me like a piece of shit in front of Xavion's mother
Xavion . "She's a Langley coming from the other side, son. Do you know what this means to your father?" My mother sighed and looked at me seriously. I gritted my teeth. I know she will go ahead and do a background check for Quinn. I can't stop her. She's my mother, after all, and I understand that. Even back then, my mother already knew the people who beat me almost to death. My father didn't do anything. He had another plan for me. And that is to train my body in everything with no mercy. It was hard. The bruises and broken bones I had were nothing compared to what I received under my father's training in command. My mother didn't say anything to my father at all, but later, I found out that she did a few hits on the Montadamme's businesses, causing them to go downhill on the market. That's the kind of revenge my mother does for me. "Why it has to be her again, son? How much do you love her this time?" "Why, Mom? How much do you love my father?" "You can't measure love, Xavion
Quinn . It was unbelievable. The moment I stepped inside Xavion’s secluded place, I felt intimidated. I didn’t see this coming. I saw the rest of his cousins and expected that Xavion would not be as splendid as them, but I was wrong. He’s on the top. “Miss Quinn, please make yourself at home. I hope your room meets your expectations as I’ve decorated it according to your preferences.” Vatasha softly smiled. She’s in her sixties. A refined modesty, which reminds me of my grandmother. Except that Vatasha is a few years younger. “I-I like it. Honestly, it’s too much, and I appreciate all your hard work. Thank you.” “You’re welcome, my dear. The Madame wants to look after you. She rang me last night, and I managed to organize everything on time. I am delighted that Master Xavion has returned to this house with a companion. I am pleased to see him happy and accompanied.” I lost my smile. It’s uncomfortable, and something is missing that I can’t explain. They are friendly and sweet t
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