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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
Quinn . It was a desperate look of wanting as I looked into him. I want to feel his lips all over me. I want him to fill me. My heart pounded heavily on top of me, and I could no longer smile while looking at him, getting undressed. I'm lying naked. He took off my clothes earlier in an instant while we were busy kissing. My mouth watered, and I couldn't wait for him to kiss me again. I shut my eyes when I felt the brush of his lips to mine. The touch of his lips and the swirl of his tongue inside my mouth send a thousand and hundreds of tingling sensations all over me. My body melted together with my heart. I am now entirely under Xavion's spell and being swept away into the waves of lovemaking. We both know what we want. Our bodies speak for it. No permission is needed because Xavion is the only person that touch me like this. "Xav. . ." I moaned when I felt his tongue licking the side of my neck. He kissed me down there, and his mouth came down right into the valley of my peak
Quinn . "Thank you," I said to the lady who assisted me. I sat on a chair made for queens and looked at myself in the mirror. I remember the last time, the last two people who fixed myself were the helpers under my father's command. I had no freedom under my father's control, as I was obligated to obey his orders for my Grandmother's safety. I wonder how's Grandma? I hope she's still holding for me. "How do you like your hair done, Miss Quinn?" she asked nicely. I blinked and looked at her from the mirror's reflection. Never once in my life had someone asked me what I wanted to do with myself except now. It's the first time for me. "Uhm, j-just a trim, please," I responded. I'm not sure about it. I'm just happy that Eres gave me this treat. A pampering 'love yourself card'. "How about we give your hair a little shine? Leave it to me." As she winked and smiled, I nodded weakly. I am feeling excited! I overlooked the time, and it seems like forever to me. Amanda was her name. S
Xavion . "That was quite a move," Hendrix seriously looked at me and sighed, "What else do you want Bryce to do? Give me something to do with. I'm getting bored, you know." He shook his head back and forth. I can't just give Hendrix something. I know what he is like. I have more than enough worries and don't want Hendrix to add to that. "I'm fine, Hendrix, and just do what you like to do. Be free."I walked towards the mini-bar for a drink, and he followed closely behind. "I know Bryce can't handle it alone. Are you really okay with Morris helping him with this?" My jaw tightened. It's uneasy hearing Morris's name. Somehow, this painful, sharp wooden thing stuck inside my chest can't be heal no matter what. I took a sip of water. This is only what I need at the moment. I cannot have a whiskey or a beer because I need to pick Quinn up in an hour for the party. "Xavion Xavier Mondragon. . . That name shines, you know." Hendrix's head lifts, and he is now looking at the bright sky,
Quinn.My fingers twirl the little hairs on his chest as his warm scent dominates all over me. His broad chest speaks of comfort every time I am with him. I love him, and seeing his face first thing in the morning has now become a routine. I always have my smile in the mornings.I lift my head to see Xavion's sleeping yet smiling face. As he opened his eyes, I wrinkled my nose."Good morning," I whispered and bit my lower lip.He groaned, pulled me closer against his chest, and snaked his leg around my waist."Stay, darling. I want us to be like this in the mornings," he whispered. He shut his eyes again.The sun is up and I can see a faint light illuminating our glass window. The heavy blinds are effective in blocking out light, creating a dark atmosphere inside. I curled my body and buried my face against his chest.I still have a vivid memory of what occurred last night. It was an ecstatic feeling when Xavion gave me the beautiful necklace. It's fit for a queen like my name. . . Q
Quinn . "Grandmother is missing, and I'm glad you called, Quinn. How are you? Where are you? Who took you? Are you doing well? Where are you, Quinn?" Oliver's voice sounded like he was in a hurry. It's low and deep, like he's inside the cave. I should not have called him. I know better than that, but I'm worried. I had a bad dream last night, and it has something to do with Grandma. She's in a lot of pain and is calling my name. I saw blood everywhere, and it felt surreal. I felt the pain, and it was excruciating right into my bones. . . My Grandmother. I wonder how she is. "I-I'm okay, Oliver. I'm doing well." "Who took you, Quinn? Where are you?" "That's not important, Oliver. I am okay here and living more peacefully than before. I-I just want to know if Grandmother is okay, that's why I called you." "Damn," he silently swore in the line, and I heard him groan like he was in pain. "What's wrong? Are you okay? How's father and everything there?" I couldn't care less about th