Chapter 11 Mine

• After ensuring Quinn was comfortable on the sofa, I slipped out of the living room, my feet padding quietly across the marble floors. The occasional flash of lightning illuminated my path as I made my way toward the staff quarters.
• Passing through the dimly lit kitchen, I grabbed a couple of bottles of water from the fridge before continuing down the hallway. The sound of the raging storm outside seemed muffled within these thick walls, creating a sense of isolation from the rest of the world. A world I had no intention of allowing Quinn to return to.
• She was mine now. The very thought sent a possessive thrill through me.