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.
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.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
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
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
Xavion . The strong wind blew her golden brown curly hair onto my face as she opened the door. I couldn't help but notice her beautiful and unique scent, something that only a woman can possess. Although I dislike strong perfumes, Quinn's scent has left a lasting impression on me. Even when my eyes are closed, I can still detect her fragrance. Every day, as she passed by, I would secretly steal glances at her. Her smile had a way of brightening up my day, and her laughter was like a symphony to my ears. Without a doubt, she was one of the most stunning girls on campus, and her family background had earned her quite a reputation. "Aren't you sick of watching her from this far?" Hendrix said behind me. And now, the two of us secretly look at her from this distance. Her familiar friends surround her. The usual ones that I see every day. "Aren't you going to introduce yourself to her? If you have an interest in her, Xav, it may be worthwhile to introduce yourself. Remember, you are
Xavion . "Come on, Xav, don't be scared. We're the only people here. I thought you wanted to see what's underground. Don't worry, my father isn't here, and neither are my brothers. They were on a field trip. On a business!" She said, slowly stepping inside the underground den. I straightened up first and looked around behind us. No one else is around. The sky was dark, and we secretly passed behind the secret garden of the mansion. The Langley's estate seemed promising but was like a haunted one for me. This place is not even a quarter of where I live. Of course, she didn't know that. I have my reason why I hide my identity from her. But I didn't lie about my name. "What do you think?" She turned around and stopped in front of me. Her eyes twinkled like a star. I nod. "Hmm, not bad. Is this your secret hideout?" I asked, stepping and shifting my body to look at my surroundings. "Yes, this is where I hide most of the time. My father abandoned this place a long time ago, and I di
Xavion . We were like magnets. We stick together and are comfortable with each other. If I was surrounded by my classmates, Quinn was surrounded by her, too. It's funny because since I'm in my fifth year, I could always see her down the second level of our building. The engineering school building was designed with an O, a total of the sixth level. So, first-year students go to the first floor, and sophomore goes to the second, and so on. Whenever we were with our friends, we acted like we didn't know each other. And only a gaze dominates between us if we accidentally meet. I always get excited daily and can't wait to see her again. We always met at our secret place. I helped her with everything: math, chemistry, physics, and even making a sketch plan design. Even though I am busy with my upcoming thesis, I still allocate time for us. A day without seeing her is not complete. She completes me. This setup has become a secret. No one knew, even Hendrix. He was my only cousin nearb
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