Love Unspoken

Alexander's countenance twisted into a grimace of contempt, his expression teetering on the brink of violence. "You're asking me?" he spat out.

In that moment, Kyle's gaze drifted towards Walter and found him entwined with Quinn. The sight disoriented him, throwing him off balance. What had transpired in the mere span of two days that he had been absent? Had Quinn's affections shifted so abruptly? He found it hard to believe that Stockholm syndrome could manifest so swiftly.

Alexander's gaze hardened as he scrutinized Quinn, noting an unfamiliar chill and detachment in her eyes. With a final, curt instruction to Kyle, he climbed into his car. "You handle it," he commanded, before driving away without a second glance at Quinn.

Walter couldn't help but snicker at the unfolding scene. "See, he'll never choose you," he taunted. Quinn, however, merely pushed him away and retreated a step.

She had always known the truth of Walter's words, and they served only as another dagger to her already wounded heart. But the pain had long since numbed.

Kyle, now left in a state of confusion, pondered over Alexander's cryptic directive. Was he to kill them? If Alexander had desired their demise, he could have easily accomplished it himself. Why pass the task onto him?After much contemplation, Kyle resolved to tend to Walter's injury first, before escorting both prisoners down the mountain.

Walter sat in the yard, a deep cut marring his flesh, as someone was called upon to dress his wound. The injury was troublesome and would take time to heal.

Off to the side, Quinn sat in silence, her mind replaying the image of Alexander's resolute departure over and over again, causing her head to throb with pain. She realized it was her own delusion, her own insatiable greed that had led her to this point.

Had she remained obedient in the villa, Alexander would have treated her well. But she had chosen to challenge him, to force him into making such a decision.

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She had indeed been foolish. Yet, facing the prospect of death, was it so wrong to harbor delusions? Quinn closed her eyes, feeling the chill of the mountain wind seep into her bones. But it was the cold within her that truly overwhelmed, rendering her desolate.

Perhaps it was the pain in her head that caused her to lose consciousness, for she suddenly collapsed to the ground."Quinn!"

Kyle had intended to escort Quinn downstairs, but Walter was having none of it. Brandishing a remote control, he issued a warning. "Don't do anything rash, or we all go kaboom."Kyle's eyes were riveted to the remote in Walter's hand, finding himself in a terrible predicament.

He understood why Alexander had chosen to extricate himself from this stalemate; it was an impossible situation. Alexander's intention for him to stay was clear to ensure Quinn's safe exit.Walter didn't seem eager to kill Quinn immediately, but if pushed to the edge, he could change his mind swiftly.

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Kyle found himself in a tense standoff, unable to make a move for fear of triggering Walter's wrath. Walter's gaze drifted towards the farmhouse gate, the mountains looming ominously in the distance. "Why bother with all this, Alexander?" he mused aloud. Kyle offered a wry half-smile in response, though he was equally perplexed.

The journey back was a long one. Cutting through the woods would take half a day, and the main road would be an even longer detour. If Alexander didn't leave now, he'd be too late to return. But he chose to head back for the shareholders' meeting.

As Alexander's car came to a halt at the base of the mountain, he pulled over and lit a cigarette. Smoke curled out of the car window, disappearing into the mountain air without a trace. His features were shrouded in melancholy as he gazed out of the windshield at the distant terrain.

The road ahead was barely wide enough for a vehicle, disappearing out of sight after a turn. When Quinn regained consciousness, she found herself in bed and night had fallen. Outside, Kyle was standing guard in the usually quiet yard, which was now buzzing with activity.