Amanda’s POV“This is nice,” I said to Quinn, gesturing between us as we sat across from each other in the high end restaurant he had reserved for us. The date was going pretty well already. So far we had not argued about anything. We had been discussing business so far, and all the awkwardness I feared would consume us was non-existent. Quinn was actually good company as I’d come to learn, and I was actually enjoying myself. He smiled briefly and looked through our table. “Dessert?” he asked, and I nodded too quickly for my own good. I tried to downplay the embarrassing moment, but Quinn did not seem to mind. He chuckled heartily, leaning backwards as he fixed me with that dark gaze of his. “You’re adorable.”My stomach did back flips at the sound of his deep voice washing over me. And did Quinn just compliment me, again? Wow. I almost believed again that this entire night was just all part of a dream conjuring in my mind. I was actually having fun with Quinn. In what universe was
Amanda's POVI was literally seconds away from screaming. The excitement flowing through me spread from my chest right down to the tips of my toes. Quinn and I had almost kissed! What the hell was that, even? And why had it felt so tense, so intimate? And it wasn't for performance or for show. It felt like he was really about to kiss me…I think. Was he? Now I couldn't tell anymore. Or had I been fantasizing about him so much that I misread his body language? We definitely had a good time today, he was nice, we even talked about his father. But did that mean he found me attractive? Ugh, I didn't know the rules to this. I would ask Vanessa about it later because at this point I was clueless. I frowned when I realized she would tease me about it because from the very first day, she had anticipated a romance between Quinn and I. Did this mean that I was…falling for Quinn? My eyes widened and I shook my head as I thought about it. No, it couldn't be. There was no way. He was an attracti
Quinn's POVI struggled to ease the pressure off the champagne glass in my hand as I stared at Amanda at the other end of the hall. The party was in full swing, people talking and laughing, some dancing as well. Nikolai had greeted me enthusiastically when I first walked in, and I decided I was going to enjoy this party. It had been a while since I just relaxed and let myself drink and party. But as soon as I saw Amanda talking and giggling with Alex Dayne, I nearly exploded. I was still boiling as I watched them, contemplating walking over there and punching the bastard in the face for daring to talk to my wife in my presence. But I held myself back to avoid making a scene at the party. Besides, I'd already resolved to not give a fuck about Amanda or whatever she chose to do. She could talk to all the men at this fucking party for all I cared. Angrily, I looked away from there and walked to the other side where Nikolai and a few other business acquaintances of mine were drinking and
Amanda’s POVSince Quinn badly wanted something to be mad about, I would give him just that. I leaned forward into Alex, pretending to laugh at his stupid jokes and putting in a facade of having so much fun. I couldn’t believe Alex was actually falling for it, so embarrassing for him. He was probably thinking he was going to get lucky tonight. Joke’s on him. I would run away right after I was done with this. I laughed loudly again for dramatic effect, not even bothering to check if Quinn was looking. I already knew he was staring daggers at me. Perfect. Alex continued to engage me in conversation until I was bored out of mind. “Would you like to dance?” He asked. I was about to decline, but when I remembered that Quinn was watching, I immediately changed my mind. I would give Quinn one hell of a show since that’s what he was looking for. Alex held out a hand to me with a sleazy smile plastered on his face, and I fought the urge to roll my eyes at that. “Sure,” I smiled. “I would l
Amanda’s POVMy eyes fluttered open as a beam of sunlight hit my face. I groaned lightly as I stretched on the sift sheets beneath me and forced my eyes open. I was feeling so groggy, in a strange kind of way, like I was completely exhausted but also more energetic than I’d been in a very long time. At that moment, flashbacks of last night came rushing back, staining my face with a reddish tinge. Fuck, last night had been completely crazy. I honestly could not believe that Quinn and I had had sex last night! Oh my goodness! I was freaking out so bad now that I almost thought I might have a panic attack or something. “Oh my God,” I whispered under my breath as I shut my eyes and thought of what to do. One glance at the side already showed me that Quinn was nowhere to be found. Okay, maybe that was a good thing. I needed some time alone to fully process my feelings. This was completely insane. If someone told me I would be tangled up in the sheets with Quinn at all, I probably have cu
Amanda's POV"You have to tell me everything!" Vanessa held again. I tried hard not to laugh. She had finished with her screaming in disbelief and was now back in front of her laptop facing me. "I will..""Tell me right now! Was he big? Wait, scratch that, I am a hundred percent sure he is. I mean, look at the muscles on that man. Not to mention his big hands and feet. You know what they say about men's feet being the same size are their–""Vanessa," I cut her off, burning with embarrassment. "We'll talk about that later. I called you because I feel so…confused."She stared at me as though I had said something abominable, and then a naughty expression lit up her face. "If you're referring to the kind of 'naughty' I think you are, then that's normal, baby. Who wouldn't be confused after having their brains fucked out by that Greek god of a man?"I groaned into my pillow and shook my head. Well, she was right. But still. It was different. "That's not what I mean, Nessa. I'm just…I mean
Amanda's POVVanessa and I stayed on the call for about thirty more minutes before she had to leave for work. It was a weekday after all, and she had to be in the office in about an hour. I sighed and bade her goodbye, missing her already. I did not fully realize how much I'd missed her. I sighed and concentrated on the food in front of me. I'd been picking at it since I was so engrossed with talking to Vanessa. I felt too light and giddy to eat much, so I just stuffed some hash browns into my mouth before pushing the tray away. As I prepared my morning routine, I read through the note Quinn had sent me. I still wasn't over that gesture. And to think that he had even apologized for leaving before I woke up. It was satisfying. I sighed again and took another glance before I kept the note back on the table. I proceeded to straighten out the bed and arrange the suite. What was the point in leaving it for room service when I could do it myself? Plus I was bored and had nothing to do. A
Amanda's POVAs I walked back to wait in the car, I felt a myriad of emotions hit me. It was obvious that Quinn was in a bad mood. He had acted very cold towards me. My first instinct was to feel slighted, but I knew he wouldn't purposely be mean. I sighed as I climbed into the backseat of the car and rested my head against the seat. From the window I could see Quinn discussing with a man, who I assumed was the potential client he had gone to meet. My stomach churned with worry as I stared at them. Was Quinn in a bad mood because the meeting didn't go as planned? Maybe he didn't get the contract. I felt a little sad at that thought, and immediately wished I had awakened much earlier so I could go with him. Maybe things would have been better. That was not to say that Quinn could not stand his ground. He could, better than any other businessman I knew. I had just become so accustomed to accompanying him to meeting that it felt like some kind of goodluck charm. I sighed again and wai
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, “