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."
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
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
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
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