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FROM STREETS TO SUITES Take Me.
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
FROM STREETS TO SUITES I'm Yours.
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
FROM STREETS TO SUITES Starting All Over.
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
FROM STREETS TO SUITES His Surprise Visit.
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
FROM STREETS TO SUITES Ivan's Objection.
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
FROM STREETS TO SUITES Romantic Relationship.
Eva chased after Ivan, whose steps were faster than usual. He just wanted to leave the company and find somewhere peaceful to be."Ivan, Ivan! Wait," Eva screamed his name, but he didn't halt a step.She increased her pace and was right on time to get into the elevator with him."Ivan!" She called out, but his head was bent low, as he leaned on the wall.His hands were tucked into his pockets, his breath was uneven.Eva in her turquoise knee-length gown, walked up to him, placing a hand on his back, rubbing it carefully.He made him look up at her, and she pulled him into her embrace, and they remained that way for what seemed to be like five minutes or less.She cupped his cheeks, and began, "I know that you are upset, and you feel betrayed by what Quinn did, but I'm sure you know your sister more than I do. I understand that certain things happened in the past, but if Quinn had let go of it, I feel you should too."Ivan did not say a word, he kept staring at her, listening to all sh
FROM STREETS TO SUITES Manipulation Gone Wrong.
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
FROM STREETS TO SUITES Broken Trust.
Ivan adjusted his tie as he stood outside Quinn’s office door.He had resumed his position as the COO of the company, and therefore, had his own office. He looked down, reflecting on his tensed expression, his usually warm eyes now clouded with a mix of disappointment and hurt. He took a deep breath, raised a hand to knock, then hesitated. He had not spoken with his sister since the day he met her with Harrison.Although he was angry at her, he was expecting her to come around, but seeing that she neither called nor tried to reach out to him, he felt disappointed.Whatever was going to happen, he was somewhat prepared for it, as he raised his hand to knock.Quinn’s voice called out from inside, “Come in!”He entered, the door creaking slightly as it closed behind him. Quinn engrossed in a report on her screen, looked up, her eyes widening in surprise at the sight of her twin brother standing in the doorway. She quickly masked her shock with a nervous smile.She was so busy that she
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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