Alexander cast a fleeting nce in her direction, his silence deafening. His hands tightened around the steering wheel as he drove off, leaving their previous location behind.
After a forty-minute drive, he brought the vehicle to a halt in front of an imposing hotel. The structure was far from the typical standalone establishments one might expect; it bore more resemnce to a grand vi.
The distance from the entrance to the main door was considerable, making for a long walk. The vi was dotted with several houses of varying heights, and in the midst of them, a tower soared, reaching well beyond thirty stories. Upon their arrival at the hotel, Alexander swiveled in his seat to face Quinn. "Stay here and don''t leave the hotel. You''re free to go anywhere else, but not into the hotel. Understood?" he instructed.
Quinn was taken aback, her mind reeling as she tried to process his words. She began to protest, "When can I go to see..."
Before she could finish her sentence, Alexander seized her wrist, cutting her off. "Quinn," he interjected, his tone firm and unyielding, "I''m only going to say this once. Don''t mention Juliet in my presence. If you dare to meet her, I guarantee it''ll be thest time you do."
Her pupils contracted slightly at his explicit threat. Quinn couldn''tprehend why he was so adamant about her not seeing Juliet.
Was he afraid she''d be a bad influence, much like Abigail? What harm could Juliet possibly inflict?
Was she not allowed to have anyone else in her life?
A spark of anger ignited within Quinn. She red at Alexander, struggling to free her wrist from his vice-like grip.
"Why?" she demanded, her voice rising in defiance. "I''m not your dog. What right do you have to stop me?"
Alexander''s gaze turned icy, the iing breeze from the window slicing through the tense atmosphere. Her pent-up grievances could no longer be contained.
Quinnshed out, "Even dogs have the right to make friends and interact with others. If you''re so intent on controlling me, why not just chain me up?"
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Without warning, Alexander yanked her towards him, the seat belt cutting painfully across her chest. He gripped her chin, his voice low and menacing. "Dogs may have that right, but you don''t. Understand?" Quinn''s eyes widened in shock, his chilling gaze making her feel as if she were on the edge of a precipice. A sour taste filled her mouth as she struggled to break free from his hold, but his grip only tightened. In a fit of rage, Quinn bent down, intending to bite his wrist.
But Alexander was quicker. He secured her chin, forcing her head back. "Trying to bite me for those low types again, Quinn? When will you ever learn?"
Quinn turned her head away, her hair falling loosely over her face, hiding her flushed cheeks.
Alexander cupped her face in his hands, turning her back towards him. "Don''t test my patience."
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"Since you can''t follow instructions, you won''t go anywhere. Stay in the car," he ordered.
With that, he unbuckled his seat belt and exited the car. He turned off the engine and locked the doors, leaving her with a sliver of hope for survival by keeping a crack in the car window open. Quinn hastily unbuckled her seatbelt, tugging at the car door only to find it immovable. She tapped on the window, a silent plea for mercy.
But Alexander walked away, his back turned to her. He ignored Quinn''s silent pleas, his retreating figure a stark reminder of his indifference. Soon, she noticed Getty waiting for Alexander.
Upon seeing Alexander, Getty rushed towards him, a spoiled smile spreading across his face as he wrapped his arms around Alexander''s waist.
Quinn''s hands stilled against the window, her knocks ceasing as she watched Getty and Alexander disy their affection.