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 POVI spent the rest of my morning and a huge chunk of the afternoon working on the report that had been assigned to me. It seemed endless, as I spent almost four hours on each department, drafting out notes before finally typing out my review. I had known beforehand that this was a huge task, but nothing prepared me for just how serious and exerting it would be. By the time my alarm went off for lunch break, I was still on the review of the first department, trying to type out my report. "Shit," I swore under my breath, rubbing my forehead in exasperation. I had barely even begun writing my review and it was lunch time already.I wanted to scream. At this point my hope began to waver. How could I possibly finish the review of 24 departments in a space of three days?! This was just day one and I was nowhere near concluding the first department. I shook my head as I wondered what to do. This was the first job Quinn had given me despite the protest from the directors and execut
Amanda's POVMy fists clenched and unclenched in both anger and anxiety as I stood in front of Granny Maria and Logan's mother, thinking of how exactly I was going to get out of this situation. It was almost overwhelming, especially because I had been left to deal with this alone. Quinn had already retired to his room after Logan lied. He hadn't even looked back at me once, he had just abandoned me. I swallowed back a curse at that. I wanted to be angry at him but I knew it wasn't exactly his fault. Could I really blame him? After I lied to him about where I really was last night, he was probably finding it hard to trust me or believe anything I said. Maybe it had even made him resent me for seeming like a needy ex. I wished there was some way to explain things and iron things out with Quinn. But first I had to figure out how to get myself out of this. Right now, amidst all this confusion, there was only one person who could save me; and that was if Candace showed up. I prayed she
Quinn's POVIt took all the willpower and discipline I possessed to keep myself from punching Logan in the face after hearing him tell Amanda how much he enjoyed their time together at the club. Logan had been pissing me off for a long, long time, and destroying his face would have given me more joy than anything. But in all honesty, I was more disappointed in the fact that it might be true.And since Amanda had not denied his accusation, it showed that he wasn't lying. I had swallowed back everything I wanted to say, even cutting her off when she tried to give a flimsy explanation. It didn't matter to me, not at all. At least that was what I told myself. My entire day at work was spent wondering if Amanda truly went to the club to meet Logan because she wanted him back. Would she really go back to a man that hurt her this much? It was appalling to even think about! Not only had Logan hurt her, he had also disrespected her and made a fool out of her. So why the hell would she let he
AmandaI could not understand, for the life of me, how and why Luke was here in the first place. I had so many questions to ask him. He stood there staring at me for a few moments before walking forward."Hello, Camila. Finally I get to see you."I couldn't think of what to say, but I also couldn't leave him standing outside. That was even worse because he could easily be spotted. I had no choice but to invite him inside. At least he would be away from prying eyes until he had to leave. Surprisingly, Luke did not decline when I asked him to come in. I thought he would be angry at the fact that he found me here. Not like his opinion mattered, anyway. Hating that I had to deal with this coupled with what was already going on, I sobbed and led him into the mansion, walking straight to the living room and offering him a seat. I couldn't just leave him there regardless of how I felt. He was still a guest here, and guests had to be entertained. So I headed to the fridge and took out water
Amanda’s POV A secret? He killed my father because of some silly secrets? And my mother kept all this from me?My head was in my palm as a strong headache overcame me. It was as if the more I thought about it the more it throbbed, pulsated. I could hardly comprehend it.How could she keep this away from me, knowing this much. I married the son of the man that killed my own father. I think what was more shocking amongst all this was the fact that she watched me get married with him without so much as an eye bat.Call it what you might but I felt betrayed. I know she wanted to bury in the past, not scale out old wounds but she should have tried. She should have warned.Some part of me blamed myself as well. I should have listened to that little chipping voice that was whispering at me to turn back. To not work in that company. To not agree to the contract…..but without that, Quinn.Gods!I fisted my hair.The more I stayed here, the more my head swarmed with different thoughts. Accusat
Amanda’s POV Quinn was preparing for work. I immediately kicked up from the bed and ran into the bathroom. I wanted to join him to work. I loved the feeling of him driving me to work. It was cute and hot.I dashed into the bathroom and started showering. I skipped most of my routines. Just had a quick shower then sprinted out with the towel tied around my chest.Thumbling through racks of clothes, I fished out a white chiffon top with a fizzle at the hand. I brought out plain pants, a belt and my heels and a purse.I laid them out and began dressing briskly when Quinn turned to me. He stared, arched brow at me. “What are you doing?” His hand halted on his tie as he held my form in question.“What does it look like I’m doing?” As I asked I threw on my shirt, fastening my button. “I’m dressing so that I can join you for work.” I said like it wasn't the obvious.His hand dropped from his tie to his side and he faced me. “Work? Didn’t I tell you during last night’s date not to worry abo
Amanda’s POV After Quinn left, I was by myself, smiling like an idiot before I caught myself. I shook my head and palmed my cheeks. “Get a grip girl!” I reprimanded myself and snorted, and then I was grinning again.I groaned, there was no helping this. I might as well just let it be.While smiling, I reminisce the look of rapt shock on Mrs. Rosaline’s face. Then I suddenly remembered that Candace wasn’t present for breakfast.It’s been four days now and I hadn’t set eyes on her. The woman part of me felt bad for her. And to crown it all, she was pregnant after all the humiliation and there was her husband to be, swarming around me like a damn bee.I didn’t know what I was feeling, maybe call it, feeling euphoric, and stupid. But I wanted to check up on her. My feet moved on their own accords, and before I knew it, I was towing towards her room. Without so much as a ponder.I rapped on the door and she called in, thinking it was probably a servant or a maid. When she saw me her eyes
Quinn’s POV “You should have told me before you told them about our baby.” Amanda said, coming after me. She shut the door and sat on the bed with a bounce. She had her hand behind her whilst she looked up at me. The position suddenly ignited something feral inside of me.“You know your Aunty didn’t seem happy, only Granny was happy for us.”I leaned in, giving in a tad bit to the voice in my head. “I was just happy, feeling too in the moment,” I kissed her, a little deeper than I anticipated. Breaking away, I used my thumb on her cheeks to measure gaze with her. “I’m sorry, next time I’ll consult you before I take any action next time.”She waves it off, “it’s okay. I liked the look of surprise on their faces. Did you see the look on Miranda’s face?”“No, I didn’t,” I pulled her close, “I was too happy to notice anyone, honestly.” She brushed the hair that fell to my face back. “I just hope our baby will be safe.” The genuine worry on her face and her tone made me sit down rather
Amanda’s POV I woke up feeling a burst of euphoric excitement all over the air. The bed was still warm from Quinn’s presence. Lying on the bed, I grinned and spread my legs and arms wide on the bed. Everything felt right, felt in place. “Mmm,” I turned to the side of Quinn’s bed and tapped gently by his side. Grinning like I won the lottery. Inside me felt so light, like I could float to the sky, to the heavenss or better to the fucking galaxy.It was refreshing finally describing what we were. Putting a label to us. It felt like a breath of fresh air knowing my place. My indefinite place.All the questioning, all the unanswered questions and the burning fear was discarded. All that was left in its wake were colourful butterflies fluttering in the bosom of my stomach.What made me leave the bed was my phone by the bed stand. Next to the alarm clock. I grabbed it and rolled on my back putting a call through to Vanessa. My one and only fan. The fan of our ship since day one.“Hellooo
Quinn’s POV I couldn’t believe what Amanda was doing. Did she think that I didn’t know about the baby? I kept quiet, hoping she’d trust me enough to open up to me about the baby but she’d pulled a twister.When she’d called and said that she wanted to speak with me about something, I inwardly exhaled, relieved that she was finally coming to me with it, coming out clean but she instead suggested this.And what was that talk about finding love?I had learned about the pregnancy in the hospital. I was outside her ward when she asked the doctor to keep it a secret.“There’s no problem.” I said, much to her surprise. Why was she shocked? Isn’t that what she wanted?“You can go and meet the person you love, but make sure you give birth to my child first and give it to me before leaving.”Her eyes widened in shock, mouth agape with all the color drained from her features. She was stark with surprise. She opened her mouth and closed it, struggling to speak.I pushed up, tight hearted that she
Amanda’s POV I massaged my temples, sighing. Exhaustion and terror washed through me. This wasn’t the plan, this wasn’t stated in the contract. I wasn’t supposed to get pregnant.What was going to happen to me now? I couldn’t exactly raise a child alone. I mean I could, but work, life and my age. It wasn’t something I could do alone. And at the same time I couldn’t tell Quinn. Oh, I mustn’t.I didn’t want someone to stay with me just because I was pregnant. I wasn’t that selfish to force someone to stay with me for the sake of a baby.My eyes instinctively moved to my belly. We didn’t have a contract to get pregnant because he’d known that a grown ass lady wouldn’t be so stupid to let such a casualty happen.Our contract had not ended and wasn’t going to end any time soon. He would surely see that I was pregnant. It would be horrible, subjecting Quinn to something he didn’t want. And most importantly I didn’t want someone to be with me out of duty or pity. That wasn’t what I wanted.
Amanda’s POV As I stepped out of the house I felt woozy and my vision blurred out. I held my head to shake off the dizziness, just in the moment my eyes closed and the world spun around me. Just as I was about to fall, a hand caught me and right me. I held my head, closing my eyes for a bit.I inhaled, when I was sure my vision was clear and not drowsy anymore I peeled my eyes open to see granny staring at me. Her hand was stationed around my wrist.Her brows creased into worry, eyes accessed me.“Thank you granny Maria.” I said and she let go, after a moment of observing me.“Have you gone for the check up?” She asked and I stared oblivious to her questions and reason behind it. She spoke as if I’d discussed my dizziness with her. How did she even know?“I heard you complaining about dizziness over the phone.” She gave herself away.I stared keenly at her. My stare easily asked the question; have you been eavesdropping on me? She immediately added, prior to my questioning stare, “