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FROM STREETS TO SUITES I Don't Care.
The office was already arranged, and his coffee was already made. He wanted to find fault in order to scold her, but she was a step ahead of him.He rushed to the table, and found out that the the coffee was hot, meaning that it was not too long ago that she prepared the coffee.He sat down, and turned on his laptop. There was a knock on the door, he asked whoever it was to come in.It was Quinn. She was dressed in a knee-length royal blue form-fitting long sleeved dress with silver stones decorated in a slant form. Her black hair fell on her back, reaching her waist.She matched her dress with a pair of black flat shoes. She looked stunning today, that Harrison could not take his eyes off her."Good morning, Mr. Fitz. Here is the list of your schedule today. You have a meeting with the investors for the East Project by 11 am. After that, you have a meeting with the President of Cantina Winery in collaboration with their interest in investing in Gerald Suites. There are no appointment
FROM STREETS TO SUITES Visiting An Ex.
Neither Quinn nor Harrison talked about what happened that night. She did not want to recall anything, so she acted like everything was okay. She continued her work, and tried as much as possible to avoid having any conversation with him.Harrison, too, on the other hand, pretended not to know her. Everytime she submitted a file to him, or come to report to him in the office, he never spared her a glance.As Quinn focused on the computer, typing a letter that Harrison instructed her to send to H & B Company, someone walked up to her.The sound of her heels distracted Quinn from what she was doing. She lifted her head, and in front of her was a not so tall lady with heavy makeup.She wore a black leather skirt that in her mid thigh, a crop top, and a knee-length boots. "Who the hell is this slut?" Quinn thought to herself, feeling disgusted by her presence."Hello, good day. How may I help you?" Quinn asked her, trying to maintain formalities."I want to see the CEO," she said, placi
FROM STREETS TO SUITES One Week Attitude.
Quinn did not wait for him to speak, she took the broken pieces into the tray, and walked out of the office, leaving Harrison standing there.He slammed the door, yelling. He walked to the table, scattering the things that were on the table.He kept heaving heavily, coiling his fingers into a ball. "Why would she not believe me?" He said to himself, trying to calm himself down.Quinn dropped the tray on the table, and ran out, trying to hide her face. She had tried to hold back the tears that threatened to spill out of her eyes."How could he? Why would he do this to me? For what reason? To pay me back?" She lamented, sobbing loudly.When she saw the both of them in that position, she felt her heart tightening. Just yesterday, he had put her in that position, and now, he was putting some slut?Did he really have to do that to get back at her for something she never did? She sobbed so hard, that anyone passing by would her hear crying.She flushed the toilet, and came out to wash her
FROM STREETS TO SUITES Confronting Her.
Harrison was shocked when he heard her say that. He frowned, releasing her from his grip. She looked at him directly in the eyes, not afraid of whatever might happen next."How did you know?" He was moved to ask.He was sure he never mentioned it to her at all, and they never had any discussion about Rowena.Quinn scoffed, arranging her dress."She met me, of course." When Harrison was away for a business meeting in the city, Rowena had returned, but had only met Quinn in the office.She had warned Quinn to stay away from Harrison, mentioning that she was his ex girlfriend, whom he broke up with over an argument. "Listen, Mr. Fitz. All I came here to do was work, and not get involved in anyone's personal problems. Whatever issues you have with your girlfriend or whoever she is to you, please sort it out with her, and leave me out of it." She paused, looking at his puzzled face."Again, I don't know what revenge you are talking about. I have told you countless times what the truth is
FROM STREETS TO SUITES Little Get-together.
It was Saturday, a day away from Harrison and his accusation.Quinn was energetic that morning, she decided to make breakfast for Veronica and her twin brother. "Looks like someone is happy today." Veronica said, coming out of the room in her pyjama."You've been making breakfast a lot, I decided to make one today. You are not my cook," Quinn responded, flipping the egg over in the pan."Come on, come on. Breakfast is ready!" She announced.Soon, they all sat at the dinning table, while Quinn served them toasted bread, eggs and chocolate tea."Someone hasn't still lost her cooking skills," her brother teased, causing her to blush.After eating, they sat down together to talk about random things that happened during college.Their fun was cut short by Quinn's ringtone. She picked up her phone that laid on the table.It was Kimberly."Hey, Kim. What's up?" She said, cheerfully."Did someone forget about our little party tonight?" Quinn glanced at her phone, gasping at how time flew. S
FROM STREETS TO SUITES Does He Know?
Harrison was determined to make life miserable for her, while she worked with him. He would make sure she is frustrated, and even so, she would not be able to quit her job.She arrived at work, wearing a broad smile. She was truly a magnet.Even if she didn't wear any makeup, she was surely attracting people's attention with her magnificent beauty.Today, she wore a black pair of pants, and a red shirt. She wore a black stiletto, that drew attention to people, whenever she walked. Just a touch of lipgloss on her lips, and she was good to go. She held her black hand bag on her right hand, and greeted everyone in there.Although she was the CEO's assistant, she was humble and respectful. Others could not help, but love her for her charisma."Good morning, Ms. Ro. Good to see you, today," One of the sales representative asked, waving at her. "Hi, there! How are you?" She said, waving back at her.It seemed like her name was too long to say, so she shortened it to Ro.However, there was
FROM STREETS TO SUITES Wasted Tears.
Quinn was pushed. She never thought Harrison could say something like that to her. Did he hit his head somewhere? Or did he just forget about everything they shared in Los Angeles?When they accidentally met themselves together in bed, it was totally an accident. She knew. He knew, too. She wondered why he acted like it was her fault, or she had planned it."Harrison Fitzgerald, you are not the person I used to know back in Los Angeles. You, you have changed to someone worse than the devil! Even the devil will see you and be afraid. How could you call me a cheat and a slut?" She broke out, her eyes widening as it reddened due to how long she had been crying."You knew that when we first met, it was totally an accident. Heck, you were even drunk! Why are you accusing me? I paid you money to shut up? Wow, really now? I didn't want to get involved with you, and I didn't pay you just because I cheated on anyone, I was more than single!" She said, breathing heavily."Harrison, I never wan
FROM STREETS TO SUITES Twins Time.
The two of them went out of the house and sat outside. Ivan went in to get two glasses of juice for the both of them."First, tell me about Harrison. Who is he? You know, we didn't really get to spend time together and talk about our personal lives," Ivan began, placing the glasses on the floor.He sat beside her, giving her an attentive look.She sighed, "So, Harrison and I met at business school, in Los Angeles. As at that time, you weren't in the country. He was the same guy I told you I met in my hotel room, which caused the whole issue. We had a project to do, and we got paired. That's why we got close, and on our graduation, I told him I liked him.""Did he feel the same way for you?" Ivan chipped in, but she shook her head."I can't really tell if he felt the same way. After I confessed my feelings to him, I got a call from you and left the room. When I got back, he was no longer there. I don't know why he suddenly left after I confessed to him, but I felt really bad. I tried t
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Yours, Forever.
Harrison stood outside the hospital. The air was filled with the scent of freedom and relief, at last.It had been some depressing and stressful months. But tonight was different. Tonight, he felt lighter, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders.The glass doors of the hospital slid open, and Harrison walked out, his tall frame silhouetted against the bright lights of the lobby. Harrison took a deep breath and stepped forward to Ivan. For a moment, neither of them spoke, the silence was eerie. Then, Harrison broke it."Ivan," he began, his voice steady, "I know I hurt Quinn. I know I messed up in ways I can't even begin to describe. But... I’m truly sorry."Ivan’s gaze was hard as he studied Harrison, his eyes searching for sincerity. Then, with a slow, deliberate nod, he replied, "I believe you, Harrison. And I can see how much you love my sister. Just... don’t make me regret this."Relief flooded through Harrison, and without thinking, he extended his hand. After a b
Death.
The night air was thick with tension. Harrison stood firm, his gaze locked with Jacob’s as they faced off under the dim glow of the moonlight. Jacob’s eyes gleamed with a dangerous glint, a crazed smile twitching at the corners of his lips.“So, you want one of us to die, huh?” Harrison’s voice was steady, though his heart raced wildly in his chest. “You think that’s the only way this ends?”Jacob nodded slowly, his smile widening. “Oh, I know it is. One must die for the other to live, Harrison. No way out of that. And you, Harrison, will die.”Quinn stood behind Harrison, her entire body shaking as she watched the two men. The man she loved and the man who had traumatized her in the past.Tears streamed down her cheeks as fear coiled in her stomach like a venomous snake.“Please, stop this,” she begged, her voice breaking. “Both of you, just—”Jacob laughed, a hollow, chilling sound that cut through her plea like a blade. “No more running, no more hiding. Let’s settle this once and
Back Door And Race.
The aftermath of the explosion left a thick cloud of smoke and dust settling in the air just outside the house. Harrison grabbed Quinn's hand, pulling her close as they stumbled backwards, away from the shattered window. He looked at Quinn, panic etched into his face as the sound of the phone ringing pierced through the chaos. It was Jacob again.Quinn’s eyes widened with fear as she realized how serious Jacob was. Her body trembled, and she screamed, covering her ears, trying to block out the shackles collapsing around her. Harrison watched her, his heart aching at her terror. He pulled her close, whispering reassurances, but his own fear was evident.Jacob’s voice on the other end was disturbingly calm, a contrast to the chaos he had just unleashed. “I’m warning you. Involve the police, and you’ll face more than just an explosion.”Harrison’s jaw tightened as he gripped the phone. “What do you want, Jacob?” he demanded.“I only want Quinn,” Jacob replied coolly. “And I’m giving y
Truth And Explosion.
Harrison’s voice was calm, yet filled with remorse as he recounted the painful memories that had tormented him for years. He hesitated before speaking again, his gaze fixed on the floor, avoiding Quinn’s eyes.“I’ve been carrying this guilt for a long time,” he began quietly, “ever since Stella… I wasn’t ready to be a father. I didn’t know how to deal with the situation or how to support her the way she deserved. I was reckless, neglectful even, and I regret every moment of it.”Quinn remained silent, her expression unreadable. Despite her efforts to maintain her composure, her heart tightened with sympathy and confusion.Harrison took a deep breath, exhaling slowly as if releasing a burden that had been suffocating him. “I remember that day like it was yesterday,” he continued, his voice trembling slightly. “Stella and I had an argument that morning. It wasn’t anything serious, just about trivial things and then she left the house. I didn’t think much of it. I saw her hurry up, head
Tell Me.
The drive to Quinn’s secluded apartment was silent. Ivan’s eyes stayed locked on the road, his knuckles white against the steering wheel. Beside him, Eva cradled baby Eric, her gaze drifting between the passing scenery and her husband’s hardened profile. Harrison, unbeknownst to Ivan, had followed secretly from a distance. He trailed their car cautiously, never letting it out of his sight.Quinn’s apartment was a small cottage, nestled in a deserted outskirt of the city. It was the perfect hideaway, but the isolation only made her feel more hurt. It had been almost a week since she had spoken to anyone other than her doctor and Ivan.See was not ready to see anyone, especially not her brother, but she knew they would come sooner or later.When she saw Ivan’s car pull up outside, she took a deep breath, bracing herself for what was sure to be an emotional encounter.“Quinn,” Eva greeted softly as she stepped inside, carrying baby Eric in her arms. She smiled gently, trying to mask h
Only Hope.
Harrison paced back and forth in his apartment, his phone gripped tightly in his hand. He had tried calling Quinn multiple times, only to be met with silence. Each unanswered call, each unread message fueled his frustration. He couldn’t get through to Ivan either. Everyone seemed to have locked him out. The only person he could think of now, the only one who might listen was Eva.His finger moved over her number. He knew calling her was risky. She was, after all, Ivan’s wife. But he was desperate. He needed someone to hear him out before everything goes out of control.Taking a deep breath, he pressed the call button. The phone rang twice before he heard her soft voice on the other end.“Harrison?” Eva sounded surprised. “Is everything okay?”“Eva, please—I need to see you,” he blurted out, his voice laced with desperation. “Just for a few minutes. It’s important.”She hesitated, her silence making him worried. “I don’t know, Harrison. Ivan wouldn’t like it if he found out we met.”
My Turn.
Harrison sat in the dark, his hands buried in his hair as he stared at the blinking phone screen. Quinn’s voice replayed in his mind, cold and distant.“Never call me again.”The four words had shattered him, and now he felt the pang of every secret he had kept from her. Jasmine stood beside him, her expression torn between anger and pity.“It’s not the end of the world, Harrison,” Jasmine murmured, reaching out to place a hand on his shoulder. “Quinn is angry, but if you explain—”“Explain?” Harrison cut her off, his voice laced with a bitterness that surprised even himself. “Explain what, Jasmine? That I’m a coward who let Jacob control me? That I was too scared to tell the woman I love about something that could destroy her trust in me forever?”Jasmine’s gaze softened. “It wasn’t your fault, Harrison. What happened to Stella and the baby was an accident. You know that. She knows that.”“But she doesn’t know!” Harrison exclaimed, his frustration spilling over. He stood abruptly, kn
My Turn.
Harrison sat in the dark, his hands buried in his hair as he stared at the blinking phone screen. Quinn’s voice replayed in his mind, cold and distant.“Never call me again.”The four words had shattered him, and now he felt the pang of every secret he had kept from her. Jasmine stood beside him, her expression torn between anger and pity.“It’s not the end of the world, Harrison,” Jasmine murmured, reaching out to place a hand on his shoulder. “Quinn is angry, but if you explain—”“Explain?” Harrison cut her off, his voice laced with a bitterness that surprised even himself. “Explain what, Jasmine? That I’m a coward who let Jacob control me? That I was too scared to tell the woman I love about something that could destroy her trust in me forever?”Jasmine’s gaze softened. “It wasn’t your fault, Harrison. What happened to Stella and the baby was an accident. You know that. She knows that.”“But she doesn’t know!” Harrison exclaimed, his frustration spilling over. He stood abruptly, kn
Running Away.
Quinn’s heart felt like it had been shattered into a thousand pieces as she sped away from Harrison’s office. The images, the recordings, Jacob’s smug grin...everything played on repeat in her mind. Harrison’s face as she confronted him was burned into her memory, and it only deepened her pain. How could he have kept something like this from her? How could he have betrayed her trust so completely?When she finally pulled into Ivan’s house, she barely had the strength to get out of the car. She didn’t even need to knock before the door flew open, revealing Ivan’s concerned face. He must have known something was wrong the moment she locked herself up all night.“Princess,” he mouthed, his eyes scanning her tear-streaked face. “What happened?”Quinn’s composure broke as she launched herself into his arms, sobs racking her body. Ivan held her tight, his jaw clenched in silent fury. Whatever had caused this, he knew it had something to do with Harrison. His mind raced, imagining a hund