Amanda's POVThere was a long silence on the other end of the phone before Logan finally heaved a sigh. "Amanda.." I shut my eyes tightly in pain, already knowing what was coming next. He wouldn't do it. He just couldn't. And I knew it. My chest burned with pain and I cursed myself silently for letting Logan hurt me again. Once again he had chosen the other girl over me. This was his second rejection, and I let myself be foolishly hopeful. I wanted to slap myself across the face."You know what, Logan, don't bother," I spat. "I don't want anything from you, so keep your damn favors. And for your information, I won't be divorcing your uncle. Do with that what you will."Angrily, I hung up on him and tossed my phone into my purse. The stinging of my eyes made my throat tighten, and it all just felt too much. Hearing his voice again, him choosing his mistress over me, it was hurtful. My chest felt full and heavy, and without warning, tears spurted from my eyes. I tried to stop them b
Amanda's POV"Yes," Logan confirmed my fears. He leaned back into his chair and stared pointedly at me, as if to say that I was asking obvious questions. Still dazed at this turn of events, I stared down at the letter in my hand and scanned through it just to be sure. But it was right there. The word 'termination' stared right back at me, kick-starting my fears once again. Why couldn't I catch a break for just one second? Why did life keep throwing these difficulties my way? Have I not been through enough already?! My fear slowly mixed with anger and I glared at Logan who was watching me with a self satisfied smile. I held myself back from yelling because that was all I wanted to do; shout, scream at him, and demand an explanation for this behavior. It was obvious he was doing this to get back at me, and I wanted so badly to put him in his place. Relax, Amanda, I told myself, forcing my fists to unclench. If I acted up now, Logan would only use it to his advantage as another valid
Quinn's POVI was pissed.I had just returned from meeting Amanda's friend, Vanessa, and she had given me a detailed explanation of everything that had happened at the company earlier today. My anger had only doubled tenfold when she told me that Amanda was fired, and the reason for it. At that moment, if I had set eyes on Logan, I would have gladly beaten him to a pulp. How dare he sack her?! Even after knowing that she was married to me. He had crossed his boundaries, and I was surely going to make him pay. As I drove, thinking of everything, I grew angrier and angrier. I thought about how Amanda must have felt. And that bastard Logan already had her replacement ready. He had obviously planned this. I forced myself to calm down as I drove slowly to Amanda's house. She had called me to remind me that I was to be introduced to her mother today. Over the phone, she sounded fine, like nothing happened. Like she had not just been fired from the only job she had. I was expecting her t
Third povThere was a look of alarm on Amanda's face as she whirled around to face Quinn. Her eyes darted to his face, searching for answers, hoping that the scary realization was not so. She could feel the anxiety washing over her and overwhelming her in advance for the situation she was about to find herself in. Regardless, she decided to ask Quinn the question, fearing for his answer. "I-Is…is this where you live? With Logan, his granny, and his mother? Is this where we shall be staying?"She held her breath for his reply, hoping he would respond in the negative. She was nearly exasperated at this point. She had gone through enough awkward situations for a lifetime. How was she supposed to live in the same house as Logan?!Quinn had been expecting this reaction from Amanda, so it did not surprise him. He simply did not care if she was affected by it or not. After all, the contract had been signed. But before he could give her an answer, Granny Maria walked in. The old woman was
Chapter 13Amanda's POVAfter our argument last night and my blurt of words without thinking which I still deeply regret, Quinn did not come back home. I searched the house for him but he was nowhere to be found. It was a servant who finally put me out of my misery by informing me that he'd gone out and didn't return. Dejectedly, I'd returned to the room and locked the door behind me, refusing to show myself at all and making sure to avoid Mrs McCullough and Granny Maria. I'd had enough drama for one day and I needed to cool my head. I felt strangely lonely without Quinn around, but I still refused to leave his room. Thankfully, a maid had brought me food without my asking, making me realize that I'd been starving. As I dug into the food savagely, I wondered between mouthfuls who could have sent the maid to me. Between Granny Maria and Logan's mother, Mrs McCullough, neither of them seemed to welcome me earlier today. So that was a mystery, and I had forgotten to ask the maid. Rega
Amanda's POVI'm sure my face was the very definition of surprise, but I was too caught up in the meaning of Quinn's words to care. For a second I was scared to say anything, fearing I might have misheard him and that I would only make a fool of myself. A date?I stared up at him doubtfully. For some reason, my whole body was prickling with an emotion I could not describe. My heart rate was definitely not normal, and my mouth felt dry. To be honest, I was still reeling over him complimenting me, so I really did not know how to act. "Are you…asking me out on a date?" I finally found my voice, though my voice was hoarse from disbelief. I couldn't believe it. As usual, he waited at least two beats before he spoke. "Yes, a date. You do know that a date isn't just for loving couples, right?" He explained. "We are trying to create the illusion of being in a romantic relationship. What better way to make people believe our relationship is based on love than going on special dates."I nodd
Quinn's POVAs I hung up the phone, I immediately began to make my way to the restroom. Although strange, I guessed it was no surprised that Amanda had jammed the door. She seemed to have a knack for getting herself into trouble. For the umpteenth time, I wondered what kind of woman she was anyway. It was clear to see that she was angry about the restaurant I chose and the prices she deemed ridiculous. I did not understand why it was such a big deal to her, but she sure as hell took it personally.I also knew that she had ordered those extra dishes and drinks just to spite me. It was amusing to watch her, to see how far she was willing to go just to spite me. I have to admit I was impressed when she finished her first serving without batting an eyelid. But when she began to struggle, it was laughable. As I thought of her forcing fettuccine down her throat, a smile pulled on the corners of my lips. What made her think it was a good idea to get back at someone by hurting herself? She
Amanda's POVWith my arms wrapped around myself like a shield, I crouched in the passenger seat of Quinn's car, still shaken. I still couldn't believe what had just happened to me; being held at gunpoint and standing the risk of being shot. The thought of it brought tears to my eyes and I wondered yet again if mixing with this family was a good idea. But of course, I had no choice in the matter. I was already in too deep. I was still frazzled. I kept thinking of how things would have gone down if the police didn't show up when they did. That man was abducting me, ready to take me to an unknown location. My stomach churned with fear at the thought of what he would have done to me to get Quinn's attention. And yet through all this, Quinn had not said a word. I was somewhere between pissed off and teary. First he had delayed in coming to the bathroom to get me out of there, and then he'd neglected to even talk about it or express concern. I faced the window and kept my expression grim
Quinn’s POV “What?”Those words were like a bucket of ice emptied on me. She didn’t say anything after that, just stared at me with a sultry gaze.I was dumbfounded and starstruck. What could I possibly say at that moment? I just turned around and walked out with knees about to buckle. Everything was too much, the information was a lot to take in. It was as if I’d run a marathon on a completely different track.So many things scared me as her words replayed in my head. If I was her first that meant I’d been an asshole for nothing. More so I’d treated her so wrongly and jumped to conclusions. I had also been a coward, I never addressed her directly about it, just acting like a maniac with no reason.I hadn’t even confirmed what she said and I was already cringing and feeling all shitty. So many things were wrong with how I reacted, first and foremost I’d been a total jackass, even though it ended up being true, I never should have treated her that way, called her names, it was all i
Amanda’s POV As Candace threw a tantrum, I fumed silently. That bastard! After everything I said to him he had the nerve not to go ahead with his wedding?What the fuck was wrong with him? He set the date for the wedding, all through the engagement party and till this day he didn’t think that he was not ready, up until the wedding day with a guest and a pregnant bride.What sort of humiliation was this? I darted my eyes to Candace who was throwing a tantrum, believing that I was behind this. That it was my fault. I couldn’t even blame her, I’d react the same if I was her.Her face was tear stained and people were beginning to come for the wedding and now the groom was having a mental breakdown that he couldn’t go ahead for the wedding. If this didn’t make the news, I wonder what would. Granny Mariah would be so pissed after all she put into the engagement party and wedding. Especially when she specifically told us to not make the news. I guess we would be on the cover of every ma
Amanda’s POV Since I outrightly confessed my feelings to Quinn, I’d been avoiding him. Not because I confessed the way I felt about him, but because he’d had this dark, grim picture of me in his head.Now as I thought back to it I could understand why he was mean, cold, cruel and rude to me all the time. And like the coward he was he couldn’t ask me. One would think he had more balls as he was cruel but it was so fucking balless.Putting Quinn and his thoughts behind me, I stood before the long length mirror in my closet and ran a hand down the red dress I had on.It was finally the day. Logan and Candace’s wedding. Thinking about it, I felt bad for her. I mean she was a bitch, but Logan wasn’t a man I’d wished on my worst enemy.Imagine getting married to a man like that.I grimaced and a shudder snaked down my spine in horror.Just when I was curling my hair my phone vibrated on the table next to my makeup tools. Flipping the phone over I saw Logan as the caller.I frowned, staring
Amanda’s POV “You have to confront that girl. Put her in her damn place.” Vanessa stated. Her brows were pinched together from anger. I couldn’t blame her though, Miranda was a two time bitch that pissed everyone off.Hearing about her alone made your stomach tighten in knots and made you want to punch a fist to a wall or better still her face.“What could I possibly say to make her own up to the fact that she actually caused me to trip and pour the drink on the lady?” I massaged my temples as I asked.The horror of that day returned to me and I inwardly cringed and recurled back. The abject stare that granny had fixed me with tasted like a bile in my throat. I hated to let people who looked up to me down. Granny was one of those people. “What more is there to say? You know and she knows that you know. Grab her like the bitch that she is and warn her never to try that rubbish again.” Vanessa’s voice was hard and so was her eyes. I believed if Miranda was present right before us she
Amanda’s POV In a blink of an eye my questioning stare turned into hot burning fury. Did he just threaten me because of that two faced bitch? That cunt?How dare he?As I stood staring at the door I fumed with anger, my nose flaring, whilst I grinded down on my teeth. How much was the money that I couldn’t pay? Has it now gotten to the point where he would threaten me because of his ex? I didn’t care if they were in love or not, he shouldn’t fucking treat me like shit because of her.I would not stand it. No! I took my bag, just as I took my coat I stopped dead on my track. His threat reeling back to me.The manner he’d said confirmed that he was far from kidding. He hadn’t lashed out, no. He’d spoken in an excruciatingly low quiet tone, with eyes fixated on me, holding every bit of promise to his words.My inside burned as I couldn’t do anything and I kicked the bag and swallowed the animalistic scream that bubbled in my throat.The smug look on Miranda face appeared before me, the
Amanda’s POV As the more time went by, I eyed Miranda, observing her form. She had a plain and straight face. No muscle twitches, not even a blink of a lash. Her face was straight like someone with no care for the world.I had to give it to her. Her great acting skills made me question my vision, question if she’d really struck out her leg.However I didn’t waver even with the gnawing fear in the pit of my stomach, I knew she did it. I saw her and the footage would prove what I’d seen.My chest grew tight and hot. Everyone was believing Miranda over me. Even Granny Mariah. She really did think that I sabotaged her plan to get the man to continue working with the company.Knowing myself the hard work she put in just to have him for this dinner was overwhelming. She went out of her way to convince the man and now the man had left without closing the deal. The main reason for the dinner. What made it even more infuriating was the fact that she believed I caused this. It was heart wrenc
Amanda’s POV “Are you blind?” Mrs. Rosaline yelled.My mouth was agape, staring at the lady I’d emptied the glass of wine on and back to my feet. Something made me trip, worse, someone made me trip and that someone was Miranda. I saw her leg. I was so sure but when I’d turned back she’d latched it back quickly before I could see it.And now I was sprawled on ghe ground with a hammering heart staring at the guest. The lady. Her face was downright…..broken and surprised.Shit.I shot to my feet immediately while Mrs. Rosaline spewed more curses at me. Granny Mariah was quiet. I forced a lump down my throat, dread engulfing me like a blanket.“I’m …. I’m sorry ma’am… I’m so sorry.” I didn’t know what to do. Do I go after her? Do I stand here. Somehow I was caught in the middle. Startled with fear and confusion.Looking back, I saw Miranda. A ghost-like smile hovered over her lips. It was her, I was so sure but now since there was no evidence to back up my claim I’d look nothing but stu
Amanda’s POV “I know it, Quinn didn’t say that out of love. I assure you.” Love was not a thing that could be used to describe I and Quinn’s relationship. I did like him but I couldn’t say the same for him, not with Miranda back in the house. He was always taking her side like she was the one he’d married.Vanessa and Maxwell sat on my couch facing me, whilst I sat on my executive chair, drawn from my desk to the couch beside them.“I doubt that.” Maxwell thought, “he sounded really in love and possessive.”We were all done with our task for the day and beside work had closed, we stayed back to catch up on what had been happening. We were like the three musketeers. It was fun, having friends, friends who were dumb and made you forget your problems, like Miranda.But now this sudden talk about Quinn being possessive and in love was confusing. Well he confused me the majority of the time.“Well, I don’t know what he said or made it sound but believe me, Quinn is neither in love with me
Amanda’s POV “Oh my god!” I leaped and jumped practically hugging him. “Where…” I moved back, taking in his stunned and smiling face. “Where.. I can’t believe it. This is you, this is actually you.”“Maxwell!” I grinned, saying his name confirmed that he was the one before me.Maxwell….Maxwell, he was the reason I and Vanessa had this job in the first place. He introduced us to the company, worked through how their interview rolled, he even went as far as following us down for the interview just so we could get the job.When we did get the job, we’d celebrated with a drink and food right in my living room. He was a very good friend of ours and hot as hell….“Amanda.” He grinned with arms outstretched, I moved in and then he crushed me into a hug. “I’ve missed you.”“I’ve missed you too, don’t ever disappear again.” I warned him. He chuckled and disengaged from the hug. “Completely understood.” He bowed and we both chuckled.“What brought you back, where have you been all this while?