Ivan had just landed in Florida and thought to give Quinn a surprise visit.He had come to Florida with Eva so that the two of them could finally settle, and continue their relationship.As he arrived at the company, only a few people knew him, and after a couple of greetings, he made his way to the CEO's floor.On arriving there, he did not bother to knock on the door, he pushed it open, wearing a smile that died down immediately after his eyes were set up on the duo.Ivan stood in the doorway, his face, a mask of shock and fury. He was dressed in a dark blue suit, the tie perfectly knotted, the polished shoes gleaming. He looked every bit the successful professional, but his eyes blazed with anger.Eva, who could make out why he had suddenly halted, tipped on her toes and noticed Quinn with a man, whom she could not clearly describe."What is going on here?" His deep voice penetrated the room, causing the two to break their kiss.Her smile died down as she turned to see him, her ex

Quinn sat behind her desk, her posture composed, but a whole lot was running through her mind, which no one had any idea of.Only she knew the many unsettled thoughts that ran her mind.The office was a peaceful sanctuary of order and stillness, now felt controlled by the storm of confrontation and threat. Although the sunlight was directly facing the tall window, the light filtering in seemed cold, as if even the sun had turned away from the confrontation, leaving the two to do whatever they wished to. Mrs. Jack, dressed in a sharply tailored dark green suit that mirrored her sharp tongue, stood confidently before Quinn. Her eyes gleamed with malice, and a thin smile played on her lips as she spoke, her voice dripping with false sweetness. “You know, Quinn, the truth about your relationship with Harrison is bound to come out eventually. And when it does, it won’t just be us who are hurt. It will cut through the company, shaking its very foundations, and certainly, you know what t

Quinn sat in her office, the weight of her brother’s disapproval pressing down on her like a rock. She stared out of the window, her thoughts spiraling like the rain that threatened to spill from the heavy, dark sky. Her brother’s harsh words still echoed in her mind, causing her to feel uneasy. It wasn’t like Ivan to be this way, but then again, she knew exactly why he was. Their bond had always been strong, stronger than her bond with any of her family members. After all, they were twins—two halves of a whole. So why did it feel like that bond was breaking?If it did, George would be happy.She sighed, rubbing her temples as if that could somehow ease the ache in her heart. She was torn between her love for Harrison and her bond with Ivan. Both men meant the world to her, yet they were at odds, and it was tearing her apart. Could she really have them both in her life, or would she have to choose?A soft knock on the door interrupted her thoughts. She turned to see Harrison stand

“How the hell did he escape?” Harrison asked, his voice low, almost as though he lost it."I'm sorry, sir. He fought through, and we tried to stop him, but he was able to escape."Harrison's anger was boiling. He ended the call, his fingers coiling into a ball, trying to hold off his anger.As he left the coffee shop, his mind was clouded with thoughts."Go to James Street," he instructed Hardy, who immediately veered the car to the left.The air was thick as Harrison stood at the corner of the street, the night’s chill biting into his skin. He was not sure why he had accepted to meet up with this guy in such an isolated, cold spot, but something told him that he had to. The man before him was a shadow of his past, reminding him of an ugly memory.The man exhaled a plume of smoke, a smile creeping onto his face. "So, you came...""How did you escape?" Harrison asked, ignoring him.“Let’s just say I have my ways. They thought they had me, but I’m smarter than they think. Got a few c

Quinn’s heart pounded as she watched Ivan leave the room. His usual expression had softened, but the non-communicable tension between her brother and Harrison did not go unnoticed. She turned back to Harrison, who sat opposite her, his face masked with concern. Harrison's eyes met hers, searching for her fears. “Quinn,” he began softly, taking her hand in his. His voice was steady, but she could feel his anxiety. “I want you to tell me what happened. What happened with your ex? I want to understand. I want to help.”Quinn felt a shiver run down her spine at the mention of her ex. She had tried so hard to keep the memories buried, to forget the fear and the trauma. The look in Harrison’s eyes was one of genuine concern and not pity. She knew she owed him the truth if they were going to move forward together, and there were no hiding secrets.She took a deep breath, her voice trembling as she began to speak. "I need to know what happened with your ex. You've told me bits of it, but