"I just want to thank you for saving me. I'm grateful," she said, clamping her hands together, and and fiddling with her fingers.Harrison waited for a while, then, he moved closer to her, placed a hand on hers, and looked into her eyes."You don't have to thank me. I am only doing what I should have done a long time ago, and I promise you, Quinn, I will protect you from anything and anybody that tries to harm you."She looked back at him, searching his eyes for what seemed to be answers to her questions.She could see the sincerity in his eyes, and how concerned he was. It made her heart flutter.He leaned closer, making an attempt to kiss her. She drew closer, as well, but their moment was interrupted by the ringtone on her phone.She quickly retreated and searched for her phone. When she picked it up, she realized who was calling her.It was Ivan."Sorry, excuse me." She said, getting up on her feet.She slowly limped forward, taking some distance away from him.She answered the ph
"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
It was like he was emitting his energy to her, and she began to have hope and trust in her ability.She took in deep breaths and tried to calm down. Finally, she opened her eyes, feeling calm and energized.She smiled at him and thanked him.The virtual meeting break was over, and everyone was connected again. Although Harrison had assured her that everything would be fine, she was still feeling scared. She could not afford to allow such a big project to fail, so she tried her best to make sure everything was successful.The silence from the investors and their non-communicable expressions caused Quinn's heart to thump faster than the heels of a running horse on the tarred floor."We have reviewed the proposal and your pitch which was forwarded to us. From your presentation, we have been convinced and we have finally come to a conclusion," one of them said, leaving it to another person to continue."We have also conducted a background check on the three companies, and we have receive
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
The room was filled with the soft glow of the candlelight, and the air was warm, and and heavy with the scent of lavender.The faint hum of distant music floated in the room, giving it a calm and serene atmosphere.They had not been with each other in what seemed to be like an eternity, and now, sitting just inches apart, it felt like time had stopped, just the two of them that, and that as the only thing that mattered.She laughed softly, a bit of wine still lingering on her lips. Her cheeks were flushed, both from the drink and the excitement of being so close to him again.He could not help but smile as he watched her, his head pleasantly light from the evening’s drinks. It was as though the two of them were not thinking straight, and a little lightheaded. There was something electric in the air, a pull between them that neither could resist.Harrison cupped her cheeks, feeling the warmth on them.“Do you remember the last time we were together like this?” he whispered, his voice
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
There was an ominous silence in the room, as Harrison was not expecting her to accept him immediately. He fell silent, waiting for her final answer, as he was not sure if she really meant it, or if she was only joking around with him. "What?" She asked, noticing how quiet he was. "Really, Quinn?" "Isn't that what you want? Or, are you changing your mind now?" She questioned, holding back her smile. He shook his head, "No, no. I mean, I didn't think you would accept me back that easily," he admitted, "thank you, Quinn. Thank you so much." He voiced out, holding her hands together, as he thanked her. "Are you only going to thank me with just word of mouth?" She asked, "Now, I believe that you weren't serious about me." His hand moved to her waist, drawing her closer to himself. "I've been holding myself back, but it seems like you don't want the calm dude. I will show you who the boss is, now, and how naughty he can be." Just before she could respond, he sealed up her lips wi
The meal was unlike anything he had tasted before—there was a certain warmth to it, a touch that seemed personal.Although he rarely eats at home, he knows how the cook's food tastes.He could not help, but ask. Tilting his neck up, he found her walking down the stairs, like the queen she was.Her eyes twinkled with a mixture of amusement and nervousness as she responded to his question, leaning casually against the rail, watching him stare at her in surprise."You cooked this?" He asked, but she ignored his question and threw her question at him.“Enjoying the food?” She asked, a hint of nervousness in her voice.He looked up, smiling. “More than usual, actually. The cook really—"“It’s not from the cook,” she interrupted softly, her eyes never leaving his.He froze halfway, the fork clinking on the silverware. “What do you mean? Don't play with me, Quinn,” he voiced out, confused.She took a step closer, coming down the stairs to where he sat, her expression shifting from playful