Love Unspoken

After breakfast, Alexander was all about taking Quinn out for a stroll.

Quinn wasn't feeling the whole shopping vibe, but she let him drag her around anyway. Alexander ended up buying her a ton of food and clothes.

When they finally rolled out of the mall, his hands were loaded with bags.

"Anything else you wanna grab?" Alexander asked.

Quinn just shook her head. "Nah."

"Alright, let's bounce," Alexander said, steering her towards the parking lot. Their car was still chilling in the hotel's underground parking, and Quinn was totally spaced out the whole way. She was itching to get back to her hometown every single day and couldn't stand being in this weird place for another second.

Alexander popped the trunk and started loading their stuff. Suddenly, he frowned and tightened his grip on Quinn's wrist. Before she could even blink, he yanked her to the ground.This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

A split second later, a muffled bang echoed nearby, followed by the sharp sound of a car getting hit.

Her eyes went wide with shock, and she turned to Alexander.

He put a finger to his lips, signaling her to stay quiet.

Quinn's fingers clenched nervously. Was Landon here to take out Alexander?

They crouched behind the car. Alexander peeked through a convex mirror in the corner and saw a few guys closing in.

Quinn followed his gaze and saw them too.

There were five of them, moving in a formation around their car.

Since there was no movement, they kept a safe distance, with just one guy coming up to check things out.

The dude had a gun and was creeping up to the car. Just as he was about to peek behind it, a noise came from the rear of another car, and he instinctively turned to look. In that instant, Alexander grabbed his arm and yanked him down.

Alexander wrestled the gun from his hand and knocked him out cold with a swift strike to the neck.

The other guys saw this and rushed forward, but they were too slow. Alexander got up first and took out the two guys in front with quick shots, dropping them instantly. The two guys flanking from behind fired at him, but their bullets just hit the car door.

Turns out, after taking down the first two, Alexander had opened the car door to shield himself from the bullets and then dealt with the guys behind.

Everything happened in a blur. Quinn was still squatting there, totally dazed and clueless about what just went down.

By the time she snapped out of it, Alexander had already shoved her into the car.

Alexander jumped into the driver's seat and saw more guys rushing in. Without a second thought, they started shooting. With no place to hide, he ducked behind the car door. "Alexander, they're coming from that side too!" Quinn shouted, panicking. Not just from the front, but from the right as well.

Alexander's eyes narrowed, and he dove into the car. As soon as the engine roared to life, he floored it.

The car barreled through the crowd, and some people couldn't dodge in time. Quinn saw two guys get hit, flying through the air and crashing down, coughing up blood. She clutched the seatbelt tightly, eyes glued to the rearview mirror as the group chased after them.

Alexander's brow was furrowed, and he slammed the gas pedal, speeding out of the parking lot.

Quinn thought they'd be safe once they got out, but she totally underestimated the assassins. They jumped into cars and chased after them.

She glanced at Alexander, who was laser-focused on driving. She didn't dare say a word to distract him.

The car behind them was driving like a maniac, catching up in no time and pulling alongside Alexander's car.

Then, the other car swerved and rammed into theirs.