Amanda's POVI watched silently as shock filled Martha's face. She stared at the officers, her mouth agape. I had anticipated the satisfaction I would feel when Martha was finally called out for her evil deeds, but damn it felt so good. I watched as she shook her head helplessly at the officers. Suddenly, she turned to me, throwing herself at my feet. "P-Please…please, I-I am sorry. I never meant to do it. They threatened me, I swear it. I would never try to hurt you on purpose. Please, don't let them take me away."Tears of panic had filled Martha's eyes as she begged, but I did not care. For the first time, seeing someone in a position like this did not move me. Not when they were evil and despicable as Martha. The woman was a literal devil in disguise. Even looking at her filled me up with disgust. "Please!" Martha yelled tearily, clutching at my feet as the officers made to handcuff her. "I'm sorry. They threatened me. They made me do it."I laughed humorlessly, anger rising in m
Amanda's POVI took a deep breath and slowly turned around. The very thing I was trying to avoid was coming to pass, but Hailey had spotted me already, so there was no way I would still run away like a coward. Hailey was a bitch. She had always been, and I was pretty sure she was still a bitch. Back in high school, she had spespeciallyargeted me after my father died. My family had lost everything then and we could no longer afford the kind of things the other rich kids like Hailey could. So she began to treat me like trash. The only person who stood by my side then was Vanessa. She was from a humble home and never treated me differently. Hailey's eyes lit up with mockery as she looked at me from head to toe. I already knew that she was going to cause some kind of drama. A girl like Hailey would never change and I knew that all too well. "It is you. Wow…" she laughed, still looking at me mockingly. "Little old Amanda. What are the odds of offering you here?"She laughed again and pr
Amanda's POVI watched as Hailey moved to Quinn, her stupid fake smile still plastered on her face. "Hi," she greeted with a smile. It pissed me off to see her flipping her hair backward and facing Quinn with that annoying look on her face. I turned to see how Quinn would react. But I already knew how cold he could be, so I wasn't worried about him giving her a listening ear. Quinn stared at her coldly, making no move to show that he heard her. "You know, I knew someone like her won't be able to afford a car, especially at a place like this," Hailey continued to talk to Quinn despite being ignored."Hailey…" Daniel called out, trying to draw her back. But she shook his hand off. "No, Daniel, Amanda's boss needs to know what kind of person she is."As the two continued to argue, I saw Quinn take out his phone and begin to make a call. I couldn't hear him from where he was standing, but I was curious. After a few minutes, Daniel had finally been successful in stopping Hailey from maki
Amanda's POV"Please Mr McCullough," Daniel cried, falling to his knees in front of Quinn. "I-I don't know what happened back there. I'm really sorry for how disrespectful that girl was. I don't even know her, I swear. She is just a hookup girl I picked up. We don't have anything serious going on and she's not related to me in any way. Please, sir, I'm sorry ma'am, please forgive me. I hope this will not affect the business relationship I am trying to build with your company."It took all the self-control I could muster to keep my jaw from dropping. Did this man just deny his fiancée?! This was priceless, and I would have burst into laughter if I was not trying to keep my composure. Quinn looked amused but said nothing. And we both redirected our gaze back to the person who would surely have a lot to say about this. Beside Daniel, Hailey looked like she had just been slapped. Her jaw was slacked as she stared at Daniel with her eyes wide. It was even more funnier to me considering how
Amanda's POVMy heavy eyelids flitted open as the loud buzzing sound of my laptop hit my ears. I was still very groggy from sleep so it took a few seconds for me to reach my laptop."Hello?" I yawned lazily, bringing the laptop closer to get a good view of my best friend on the screen and sitting upright on the bed. That was when I noticed the tray of food on my bedside table. It was covered, but I could still perceive the scent of the food. I frowned, wondering why I was being served breakfast in bed, and who could be behind it. "Is everything okay? Why are you frowning so hard?" Vanessa asked. "What are you looking at?""I…" I didn't know how to say it, so I turned the laptop screen to the tray of food and slowly uncovered the plates to see what was inside. I was met with the delicious sight of syrupy pancakes, eggs, and sausages.What on earth…"Oh my God!" Vanessa squealed from the other line, craning her neck at her own laptop screen. "Wait, is that the CEO's doing? Your husband
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
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
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."
Quinn’s POV “Amanda! Amanda!” I yelled when I realized the shit I’d let go on. I was on my feet in no time yelling after Amanda, calling her.But she was already gone. I was such a fucker.I brushed my hair back and let out a series of curses. How dumb could I have been. I watched as she went angrily. I didn’t only embarrass her, but I insulted her. Indirectly with not calling Miranda out when she started. Way to go, Quinn, you successfully got her pissed again.Returning to the table, I sat down with a heave. Rubbing my face, I sat up, and stared at her. “Why would you say something like that in front of her?” I was frustrated, no matter how hard I tried, I always ended up pissing Amanda off.“I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean for all this to happen.” She cursed and planted her head in between her palm. Lifting her head, she sniffed, “I’m sorry Quinn. Really sorry. I was just too excited about the place. Why do I always have to ruin everything.”A frown took over her face and she looked
Amanda’s POV Sleeping with absolutely no worry has a way of making you relax. I slept into the later morning and I still didn’t get enough until the maid had come and woken me. It was the weekend which meant more time to snuggle.I was thrilled, so happy like I was infused with a happy serum. After I learnt that Quinn didn’t have sex with Mrs. Hawthorn, I’ve been grinning like a five year old with candy.Furthermore, that note had made me even more smitten by Quinn. I smiled and giggled like a teenage girl with a crush. Not to add the multiple sex we’ve had since he told me that he didn’t have sex with her.It was as though that confession had made me a pool of horny. And damnnn might I add, Quinn was extremely good with fucking. He had stamina, knew how to make proper use of his fingers, his tongues….his dick.And all of this, we had without protection. Going raw. As if in accord, the thought struck a core memory of him when he was buried deep inside me, my fingers digging into his
Quinn’s POV “Well?” Her eyes probed my face for an answer. “Did you not have sex? It pretty much seemed that you guys did with the way you were all over each other.” Talking about sex, my mind reared back to the night when she’d requested that I should go and sleep with Mrs. Hawthorn. I was pissed that she’d even requested that in the first place despite how tender her condition was. I understood and she was scared that I would lose my position. That night I’d gone to see my private investigator on the information I’d asked from him about Mrs. Hawthorn.He forwarded her secret life to me. Everything, from when she was a kid, where she schooled, her family and down to her husband. Every damn thing had been drawn in that single document.I had wanted to go easy on her, but she’d thought she was clever and smart. When I heard Amanda’s request, it had been a whole different level of rage that she’d dared use my woman against me.After going through her file, my grip hardened on the d
Amanda’s POV I arrived at home later in the evening, tired and defeated from thoughts. There was nothing I could do. I’d spent the entire ride pondering and thinking of a way out but found none.I would get sacked, I would lose everything. I would be back to square one. Hell, I’ll be back to zero, at least I had a job at square one, this time I would be left with completely nothing. Nothing.My head was spamming with these troubles when I pushed the door open to Candace and Miranda. I was too tired to snort at the sight. It wasn’t surprising seeing them together. Birds of the same feather they said flocked together. They were talking about me. “I knew she was incompetent, I pity who allowed her to attain such a position.” Miranda snorted, casting a brief glance at me.What would I call this, gossip? No. With gossip one usually changed the topic when the subject matter stepped in, but not this, they were casually talking like I wasn’t there, or if I was there they didn’t care.“No,
Quinn’s POV With everything already blown on our faces, I was left with one choice; going to see our biggest investors. She had sent her message. Currently she was in her private mansion and her secretary was leading me to her.The mansion was big, everything in the hallway was made white with fluorescent lights and chandeliers. She was our biggest investor for a reason.A double lidded door, white in colour stood at the end of the white fluorescent hall. Her secretary stepped aside and pushed the door open. As she ushered me in, she bowed and shut the door behind me.This was her office I supposed. Her back was to me as I stepped inside. She swirled on the chair———my mouth fell open at the woman….no, the lady on the chair. I struggled to blink, then looked around for the woman that had always appeared on screen. A woman in her late thirties or forties. But now as I stared at the woman, all I saw was a young lady, Quickly, I schooled my expressionWhy did she hide her identity behi
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