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
Amanda's POVLogan's threat resounded through my ears like a gong, making me freeze up. I wondered if I'd heard right, but I couldn't be mistaken. Logan just threatened to commit suicide, because of me. "Is this a fucking joke?!" I yelled at him, furious that he would say something like that. "Hello? Hello, Logan, I'm talking to you!"But all I got in response was the beeping sound as he ended the call. I stared at my phone, furious and amazed at the same time. "What's wrong? What did that bastard want?" Vanessa asked. I looked up at my laptop screen to see her adjusting on her bed, a worried look on her face. "Amanda?" She called out. "You look pale. What did he say to you?"I gave her a rundown of my conversation with Logan, and when I was done, a look of irritation clouded her features. "Really? That's his tactic now? That bastard is so freaking desperate! He's obviously bluffing." Vanessa hissed and relaxed once again. "And here I was thinking it was something serious."My eye
Amanda's POVI stared at Logan in shock, wondering what the hell he was saying. Was he intentionally trying to twist the truth into something more? I glared at him only to see a smirk on his face as he walked away. What an asshole! My fists clenched as I angrily watched him leave. He had done this on purpose! Now this, plus what he did to me last night, everything was pissing me off and making me wish I'd just listened to Vanessa last night. I should've just stayed home. But no, I had to run to his aid. And now he was intent on causing trouble for me. Meanwhile, the room had gone silent at Logan's words. I immediately turned to Quinn to explain, but his expression was unreadable and emotionless as usual. I wondered what he thought of all this. I was mortified, remembering that I'd even lied to him about where I really was last night. Now it had been exposed, and he probably saw me as a shameless woman who was still so desperate to be with her ex. I didn't want him to see me as ind
Amanda’s POV With cold feet and jelly legs, I walked to the room which seemed faster than it usually was. Sweat dribbled down the small of my back. Dread pooling in the deep of my stomach.I stood outside the large double lidded door, contemplating and hesitating opening the door. I imagined all their faces, red hot with anger. Especially Quinn.Slowly, with stiff fingers, I took the door knob and pulled it open with eyes shut.It was like stepping into a new world where you revealed everyone’s secret and they hated you. They were angry, not in a theoretical or any fancy way, they were red horn angry.I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me in that instant, but instead I clenched my fist and swallowed hard on my saliva.“Good morning, everyone.” I bowed and hurried over to a seat, avoiding everyone’s gaze. Seating down, I merely made myself comfortable, when Mrs. Rosaline started, making me jerk up back to stand. “What the hell did you do by sending a wrong file to our bigges
Quinn’s POV She probed his face, staring at the damage on his bruised lips, black eyes and many more I’d destroyed on his face. She cursed again, tutting at the wounds and cuts. He was barely holding up right, eyes swollen and black.“Who did this to my son?” She demanded more persistently this time. I watched her as her face grew pensive inspecting every new cut with a horror struck face.“Logan… Logan.” She held his chin, delicately not to cause any more pain, but the smallest touch made him wince. “Who did this to you, tell me, who did this?”Logan of course didn’t answer, but his eyes were trained on me. Mrs. Rosaline whipped around to hold my form in deliberate questioning. “Did…did you do this to my son?” It was a great fit that she tried to tamp down the rage boiling in her throat. Her eyes were sharp like a newly crafted dagger.She held Logan’s face to me, “did you do this to my son? Your brother?” I made no indication to answer, she left him and was stomping towards me, s
Quinn’s POV I knew Amanda wouldn’t like my answer, but I had to just do it. I didn’t love Miranda anymore but it would be cruel to know that she had a problem and I wouldn’t help her out. “You can stay,” I said to her. I couldn’t look at Amanda’s face as I said those words to her. She fixed me with a steely gaze.Guilt ate at me. After everything I’d put her through, the last thing I wanted was to make her angry or make her feel bad. Left for only me alone I’d go out of my way to make sure she saw and believed that I was sorry and in regrets.The look on her face confirmed my fear. She was dead mad. She didn’t like the decision, but there was nothing I could do. I just couldn’t Miranda away. Miranda smiled, “thank you, Quinn. This means a lot to me.” She said, If Amanda could, she’d shoot lasers at her using her eyes. She observed her lips in a paused and thin line, eyes trained on Miranda’s form.With the hassle from yesterday, I believed we’d already made the covers of every ne
Amanda’s POV I woke up with the afterthought of my actions lingering in my head like a bomb ticking, ready to go off. When I rolled on my back I was welcomed by an empty bed. Quinn was not in bed. I looked out through the curtains and saw that it was still very early, the sky still had the pink and blue stripes mottle of colours and the moon was still visible, faintly.Somehow I was happy I woke up with him out already, doing what? I wondered. But his absence would make it easier for me to put up my walls and confront him why he was such a jerk to me, even without confirming from me that I was an escort as the idiot said.But then thinking about how much of a jerk he was, my mind reared back to last night how he’d come to my room. My lips stretched into a smile and the tingles from his touch thrummed in my skin like it just happened and then there was a fluttery feeling in the pit of my stomach.I stifled a scream and planted my face back into the pillow. My cheeks warmed up, sprea
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