The silence that revolved around the room was a bit eerie, causing Quinn to feel as though she was being a burden to him, considering how complicated their relationship was. "Uh, it's okay if—" "You can stay," he replied, cutting her off, "you stay for as long as you want." She nodded, and lowered her head, finding it difficult to look at him in the eyes. The atmosphere was strange, as none of them said a word. She muttered a thank you to him and rushed to the bathroom. She stayed in there for a while until she was sure that he had gone. She slowly opened the door to make sure that he was not inside, and when she was certain that he was not in, she came out with a white towel wrapped around her chest. Looking around the room, the bed was neatly dressed, and a few boxes of clothes were kept on the bed. It made her wonder how long she had spent inside the bathroom. She picked one of the boxes that had the name "body kit" boldly written on top of it. She opened it to find a se

Vera noticed the bandage on her ankle and realized that something must have happened to her. She rushed in with Jasmine to help her up.Quinn looked away, mouthing a thank you to them for assisting her.Harrison, too got up from the floor, turning to Jasmine."You didn't tell me you were coming.""I was going to surprise you. I did not know you had a visitor. Sorry," she said the last word in a whisper."Let's go downstairs," he said and walked up to Quinn."Let me help you," he said."No, no. I can walk on my own." She refused, limping on one foot.He watched her try to walk on her own, and couldn't help but chuckle.He did not bother asking for her permission anymore, he walked up to her and picked her up."Har—" she could not scream, she just allowed him to carry her downstairs.Jasmine and Vera's eyes were on them as they looked like a newly wedded couple.She averted her gaze, as soon as Harrison placed her on the chair.She could not face any of them as her face was flushed in

"It seems like Gerald's Conglomerate and Ro Groups are planning something spectacular. Rumors about the two becoming closer have been circulating. Could it be that they are in a relationship? Or are they working on something together?"That was the post."Who made this post?" Harrison asked, giving the phone back to Hardy."It says that the post was made by an anonymous, but I'm working on finding out who it is," Hardy responded.Quinn looked at them in confusion, feeling lost. She stared at them, hoping that they would clarify her.Hardy noticed her confused look, and apologized immediately, turning to inform her."There has been a post made by an anonymous user, which is beginning to go viral. It says that you and Mr. Fitz are unexpectedly becoming closer, and they need clarification on whether it is just restricted to business or you both are in a relationship. A picture of you entering Mr. Fitz's car in the night was attached to it," he explained.Harrison studied her expression a

The warm glow of candles from the cozy, dimly lit room cast flickering shadows across the walls.The soft, golden light danced over the marble floor, reflecting off the simple yet elegant decor. The subtle scent of vanilla and lavender from the candles filled the air, creating an intimate and serene atmosphere that seemed perfect for a newly wedded couple.The room was quiet, with only the faint sound of distant music playing softly in the background, and a tall, domineering figure by the window.As Quinn walked in, her face was illuminated by the gentle candlelight, her eyes sparkling with curiosity and warmth. The moment felt almost suspended in time as if the room itself was holding its breath.Harrison was dressed in a crisp white shirt, sleeves rolled up just enough to show his muscles inside the shirt. His dark jeans were well-fitted, striking the perfect balance between casual and dressed up. Her eyes widened in surprise, and her lips parted slightly as she took in the scene

He hesitated, waiting to hear her response. If it were anyone else, he would not mind asking for permission before driving in, but this was Quinn. If her response was a no, he would slowly withdraw without hesitating. He watched her expression, calculating her thoughts, trying to find out what her response would be. "Don't stop." He lifted his eyebrow and questioned her response for clarification and confirmation. "Hm?" Her eyes hinted with pleasure, seemingly filled with lustful emotions. "Take me, I am yours." With that confirmation from her, Harris did not hold back anymore. His already positioned shaft slid into her wet and slippery tight hole, gripping his shaft like it didn't want to let go. He shut his eyes, resisting himself from rushing in and out. He had been so blinded back then that he did not realize how tight she was down there. She winced in pain, as his long, big shaft entered into her. Her hands gripped the bedsheets, holding herself back from screaming. H