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Marrying the Ex Uncle Thirty one
Amanda's POVWe all whipped around to see Granny Maria walk into the living room, her lips pressed into a thin line. I silently thanked the universe for bringing her in at this exact moment, not having any atom of energy to argue with Candace or Mrs Rosalina. "How many times have I asked you to leave this girl alone, Rosalina?" Granny Maria continued curtly. "Quinn married her, whether it was a secret wedding or not, does not matter. What matters is that they are both happy, and they both live here now. So, stop it! I won't hear any more of this, understand?"Candace bowed her head. "Yes ma'am."Mrs Rosalina nodded, although I could see the resistance in her eyes. "Fine. But that really wasn't a jab at Amanda and Quinn's wedding. I was just wondering, asking…it's not a big deal. I'm sure Amanda understands."She sent me a look so scathing that I had no choice but to nod. "Yes, Granny. I'm sure Mrs Rosalina didn't mean it as anything."Granny Maria waved her hand dismissively. She the
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CHAPTER 32Amanda's POV"What?!" I blurted out before I could stop myself. I stared at Granny Maria, and my eyes widened. Oh no. Oh, hell no. This wasn't how this was supposed to go!The tears in my eyes had dried off. To be frank, I didn't even understand why I had been moved to tears earlier while I was confessing my fake love for Quinn. Something about it just made me so emotional. Not to mention the heart-wrenching emotions that reminded me of the love story I thought I had with that bastard, Logan. I had gotten carried away, and could barely stop the tears that pricked at my eyes. But what I hadn't expected was for Granny Maria to suggest that Quinn and I have a wedding ceremony. A wedding?! It was disconcerting just to think about it. Being married to him in name and by law was already so tasking. I didn't know how much more I could take. Plus, having a wedding would only solidify this fake marriage. Still shaking, I snuck a glance at Quinn. Although his features were compose
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Amanda's POVAs soon as Quinn disappeared down the hall, I forced my pounding heart to calm down before racing down the hall and heading straight for the bedroom, anxiety doubling my speed. "Thank goodness," I muttered under my breath when I walked in to see that Quinn was nowhere to be found. Quickly, I bolted the door shut before getting into the closet where my small bed was kept. Then I dialed Vanessa on my phone. "What's up? You hung up abruptly earlier. Is everything okay?" She asked worriedly. "I'm fucked!" I said. "I'm so fucked, and I don't know how to fix this mess. God, what do I do? Help me!""Woah, calm down, Amanda. What's going on? What happened? Tell me everything from the beginning. And switch to Facetime."I wanted to tell her that I didn't have much time to be on a video call, but I obeyed anyway, knowing she liked to see my facial expression whenever we had a situation like this. Once I'd done that, she leaned into the camera. "Alright, tell me what happened."
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Amanda's POVI was trying my hardest not to scream as I watched Quinn beat Logan to a pulp. I wanted to do something, to stop this, not because I cared about Logan getting hurt. But I didn't want this to be the cause of yet another issue between Logan's mother and Quinn. "Quinn, please.." I begged, taking timid steps forward. But he wasn't listening. I had always known that Quinn was a formidable and intimidating man. But this was the first time I was truly seeing him in action. And god, he was dangerous. "How dare you lay your filthy hand on my wife?! How dare you?!" Quinn thundered. With that, his clenched fist connected with Logan's jaw so hard that I could have sworn I heard a crack. Logan let out a pained scream. I just couldn't take it anymore. I rushed forward, using all the strength I could muster to shove Quinn away from Logan. Then I blocked Logan with my body. "Get out of the way, Amanda," Quinn hissed. His eyes were cold and darkened with rage. "No. You've hurt him e
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CHAPTER THIRTY FIVEQuinn's POVMy chest was still heaving with anger as I stormed off and headed into the living room, leaving Amanda standing behind me. Fury like no other was spreading through my bones and leaving a feeling so vengeful. I couldn't remember the last time I had gotten so angry. I never let myself get out of control, ever. So I was a bit angry with myself for blowing up back there. What the fuck happened to me? I swore internally as I took a seat in the farthest chair in the living room. I could see Granny Maria trying to get my attention, but I pretended not to notice. Instead, I wiped my bloody knuckles with a tissue and shut my eyes. Images flashed through my mind, and for a second I wished I had beaten Logan up even more to teach him a lesson he'd never forget. Logan was a bastard, that was for sure. He had been getting on my nerves ever since I returned from Italy. I never would have attacked him on a normal basis. But when I saw his hands all over Amanda, somet
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Amanda's POVI was still smiling when I glanced over at Quinn who was glaring at me from across the room. Seeing the color drain from his face was possibly one of the most satisfying things I had witnessed in a long time. It felt good to go off course. All day long all Quinn ever did was push me around, yell orders at me, and blame me for things that weren't even my fault. I was over it. I'd had it with his attitude towards me. So I was going to pay him back in one way or another. This was my way of getting back at him. I didn't want this wedding to happen either. But Vanessa was right. What difference would it make? We were married already. And if going through the wedding process was a chance to make Quinn as uncomfortable as possible, then I was definitely up for it. I smiled again and trotted over to where he was standing, forcing him into a hug and kissing his cheek. "Baby, isn't Granny Maria so kind to offer to do this for us? I'm just telling her how happy we are."Quinn looke
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Amanda's POVQuinn was kissing me. I didn't know what I'd been expecting when I yelled at him. Maybe for him to lash out at me, or to threaten me. But I definitely wasn' him to pull me close and begin to kiss me passionately. Slowly, my surprise turned to confusion and for a second I had no idea what to do. Every bone in my body was yelling at me to push him away. But, goodness, I didn't want him to stop. The feeling on his skin on mine, his soft lips gently moving over mind and tasting every bit of me, his firm hold on my waist while his other hand cupped my face. It was all just so intense and passionate that I found myself leaning in. His fingers slid into my hair as he pulled me even closer. A light moan sounded in the back of my throat as I kissed him back. This moment made me reminisce of the first time Quinn had kissed me at the company. I had never ever been kissed like this. I thought I knew what kissing was supposed to feel like until I met Quinn. When he pushed me deepe
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Amanda's POVAll the anger and embarrassment I'd been feeling was instantly drained when I heard Quinn's words. I looked straight at him to know if he was being serious, but as usual, his expression was cold as ice. "M-My mother?" I repeated, to be sure I'd heard right. "Are you deaf, or just daft?"I shrunk back. Normally I would have flared up at his tone, but right now I was just so disoriented. "Quinn, please, I think it is best if we leave my mother out of this, please. You know what happened the last time we were at the house. She doesn't like this one bit. And ever since I've been going to visit her at the house, she never lets me in. Do you really think she's going to attend the wedding?""She will, once you convince her. So, do as I've said. I don't want to hear any argument from you," he commanded sternly. "Quinn, please!" But he wasn't listening. He had already walked out of the room. I stood there, frozen, and wondering how I was going to get out of this mess. The imag
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Abigail sat in her office, her phone resting in her hand, the screen still glowing with Gabriel’s name in her inbox. The brief exchange weighed on her mind, stirring emotions she’d thought buried long ago. “Who are you texting?” Sarah asked, her tone casual but curious.Abigail hesitated, her thumb brushing against the phone’s edge before setting it down. “It’s Gabriel,” she admitted, her voice calm.Sarah’s demeanor shifted instantly as her expression hardened.“What does that motherfucker want now?” she snapped, her words laced with contempt.Abigail took a deep breath. “He almost died,” she began, her voice steady. “And I saved him.”Sarah’s reaction was swift and sharp. “You saved him?” she exclaimed, her disbelief apparent. “You should’ve let him die, Abigail. After everything he’s done, you should’ve walked away.”Abigail’s gaze dropped to her desk, her fingers idly tracing the wood grain. “He’s still Daniella’s father, Sarah,” she said quietly. “I couldn’t face my daughter
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CASSIE I could not thank the stars enough for saving my ass earlier this morning, yet again. My heart was still pounding from the close call I'd had with Julia. Even now as I stood in my room alone, I muttered a prayer of thanks for the fact that I'd been able to escape that situation. I could only imagine the look on her face if she'd seen the text message. There was nothing I would be able to say or do in my defence. The secret would have been revealed in the worst way possible and my entire life would have changed in the blink of an eye. For the worst. "Thank goodness," I said aloud to no one in particular. Chills ran down my spine as I imagined all the scenarios in my head, all the possible things that might have happened if Julia saw that text from Tyre. She probably would have ripped my eyes out and had me arrested like she'd wanted to. I placed a hand on my chest as I sat down in bed and tried to take a breather. My life was already dramatic enough. This was not the time for
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Amanda I tossed and turned in my bed the entire night, unable to sleep. All I could think about was the situation I'd found myself in. Through the night I had so many different thoughts, wondering how I was supposed to get out of this at all. It was enough to bring me to tears, but I struggled to keep at bay. What was the point of crying when it wouldn't solve anything? I needed to find a solution to this. The fact that Tyre did not even believe that I didn't have anything to do with the proposal was my biggest problem. If Tyre of all people didn't trust me then who would then trust me? I sighed repeatedly, burying my head into the pillow and trying not to scream in frustration. If there was a way to prove my innocence, then that would be solved. But no. There was nothing. There were already things being used against me namely the business card from Luke, and the wad of cash. Thinking of the card reminded me that the maid was still threatening me and despite the situation I was cur
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AmadaI was still stunned by what happened between Tyre and I a few minutes ago. As I stood in the middle of the room, still in shock, I clenched my fists, feeling the anger bubble through my veins. I had actually been so scared when I saw Tyre like that. It was the first time I'd ever seen him so angry. I was trembling so badly, and I couldn't shake the feeling that he would have hit me if I attempted to push a little harder. That was highly annoying and terrifying. Tyre was literally about to explode at me, and it was all because of that girl, Camila. At this point, all of this shit was happening because of Camila. I couldn't believe Tyre had gripped me like that without caring if he would hurt me or not. Just because I'd said he should kick Camila out of the house. Had I done anything wrong? No, I had not. I was in the right. Camila had gone to meet Luke after all, so that obviously meant that they were together. What other proof did Tyre need?"Fuck this!" I yelled angrily into
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AmandaLuke sprawled to the floor as my fist connected to his jaw. He writhed in pain briefly before jumping back up to his feet, glaring at me as though he had a million things he wanted to do to me. I mentally dared him to do something, to give me an excuse to beat him to a pulp. "What the hell?!" He yelled, wiping the blood that had begun to leak from his nostrils. "That is just the beginning of what is going to happen to you if you don't stay the hell away from Camila," I hissed at him. "Camila is mine. You get that? She belongs to me. I don't ever, and I mean ever, want to see you anywhere close to her again. Else I'll make you pay, I promise you that."Luke wiped his jaw and spat to the floor defiantly. "So this is about Camila? Really? Well, it seems you have forgotten that Camila is a person, a young woman. She does not belong to me. You make it sound like she's mere furniture in one of your mansions. She can't be owned by anyone because Camila isn't property you can stake a
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AmandaI was fuming. I almost let out a scream of frustration as I barged into my room and banged the door shut behind me. I was so angry that for a second I found it difficult to relax and breathe. "That…that stupid bitch!" I screamed, my fists clenched. I wouldn't have thought it was possible to hate Camila more than I already did, but oh I was so wrong. With each passing day she kept infuriating even more. I wanted her gone as soon as possible. I needed her gone! All she did in this house was constitute a fucking nuisance. She was a hindrance, a waste of space, an excuse for a woman, a gold-digger…I swore loudly, biting down so hard on my lips that I tasted blood in my mouth. The list of all the things Camila was, was practically unending. I could go on and on about her sneaky and disgusting behaviour. The girl was so irritating! I knew I would never make progress with Tyre if she remained in this house or in our lives for that matter. And that was why I kept trying my best to
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QuinnI climbed out of the car and headed straight for Jason's chambers. The guards at the door stopped me. "He's expecting me," I lied. "I called him already."They nodded and let me pass through. The main room was empty when I walked in, but I heard voices coming from the study. Surprised, I approached the door. But when I heard a familiar voice speak, it felt like I had been dunked in ice. "But when exactly, Jason? I've been patient enough," I heard Selene say. A million questions flooded my mind. What was Selene doing here?!"A little longer, sweetheart. Remember the doctor already confirmed that you cannot carry a pregnancy. I'm just waiting for that omega bitch, Kylie, to give birth to my heir. Once that's done, you will take the child. And then we can dispose of her, dump her in the trash where she truly belongs."My knees grew weak. I could not breathe. Suddenly the world began to spin and I got the overwhelming urge to throw up. No, no, no. This can't be happening to me.
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AmandaMy heart pounded as I looked around my room, thoughts all over the place. I couldn’t shake the unsettling feeling that someone had been here. Have they reported me to Tyre already? If they have, he’s going to come in here any second now. The pillow and covers, they weren’t how I’d left them. And the window latch was in a different position. I tried to convince myself it was nothing, that I was only paranoid, but I couldn’t shake the fear off. Who would come into my room? And why? Just as I turned to check the closet, the door swung open. Tyre stepped in. Tyre, who usually wore an unreadable expression, was clearly fuming. Tonight is only getting worse by the hour. I instinctively took a step back, sensing that I was in trouble.“Where did you go?” he demanded, shutting the door quietly behind him. His gaze bore into mine, and I looked away. I opened my mouth, trying to summon an answer that might satisfy him, but he cut me off before I could say a word. “And don’t bother lyin
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AmandaA cold shiver ran down Natasha’s spine as Vincent’s chilling words echoed in her mind. His threat to expose their marriage to Robert was a nightmare she couldn’t ignore. She squared her shoulders, attempting to appear bold, even though her voice betrayed her fear. “You won’t do such a thing, Vincent,” she said, her voice trembling. “You know I love him. Even before my parents forced me into marrying you, it was Robert I wanted. I never wanted to marry you, and you knew that.” She took a shaky breath. “So don’t blame me for finding ways to get you out of my life. That’s all I could do.”Vincent’s face twisted into a snarl, and before she could react, his hand was around her neck once more. His fingers pressed into her skin, cutting off her air. “Don’t play the victim here, Natasha,” he hissed, his voice low and menacing. “I’ve done my research. I know exactly how your family operates—taking down anyone in their way. You think I don’t know that my company’s downfall was your
