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CHAPTER 49Quinn's POVI was going to kill her. I thought I had experienced the full extent of Amanda's annoying attitude. But I was wrong. I was so wrong. When she'd asked me earlier if she could join in on the meeting, I thought it was a huge joke. Just because I'd made her Director of Research, she considered herself one of the big guns now? It was laughable. Of course I was not going to invalidate her impressive resume, and the notable work she'd done at Seraphim Holdings in the past few years. But there was a level to her area of expertise. And meetings with potential investors were way above hers. So I did not take her seriously and ordered her to stay outside. I didn't think anything of it afterwards. All that occupied my mind was the meeting with Marcus Thompson. Seraphim Holdings had been trying to score a meeting with him for years to no avail. Once I took over the company, I tried a him. But they were all wrong. He was more laid-back than they made him out to be. He was v
Amanda's POVUh oh. That was my first thought when Quinn ordered Logan and the other directors to leave. I mentally prepared myself for his scolding because I knew there was no way he would let what I did slide. Knowing Quinn, he was seconds away from throwing me out himself when I'd asked Marcus Thompson for an audience to speak. I swallowed hard, trying to remain composed, at least outwardly. Inside I was still trembling. But it wasn't from fear of Quinn. Far from it actually. I was happy and excited because not only had Mr Thompson complimented me on my good business mind, he also agreed to invest ten million dollars into the company! That was amazing, and much more than I could have ever imagined. If we weren't in a corporate serious environment I probably would have screamed for joy. It was a relief that I hadn't actually made the wrong move. When I first had the idea, I wasn't sure whether to speak up. But I had studied all these documents weeks before in order to monitor the
Amanda's POVMy excitement carried on as I followed behind Quinn. He made a stop at his office to pick up some things, and I quickly decided to do the same. Being at that mansion could be so boring sometimes, and because of the wedding plans I hadn't been coming into work as much as I'd liked to. So I decided to pick up some work I could complete there. Being at the mansion was one thing, a different sort of torture with Logan and Candace. But being idle? That was a whole other thing. One mistake I would not make again. As soon as I got into my office and quickly but carefully began to pull out the documents of incomplete projects. I still had a report to write about the company's latest product, which I would have to submit to Quinn later on. Aside from that, he had also given me orders to continue my reports about each department of the company. And strangely, I'd been enjoying it despite the bulky workload. "Okay…I think that's all…" I said to myself as I double checked the docum
Amanda's POVOkay, Amanda, relax. Act normal. Don't make it obvious. I was saying to myself as Quinn led me outside. We were already out of Logan's sight and were walking down a hallway where there weren't a lot of people. And yet, we were still holding hands. Quinn hadn't let me go since then. It shouldn't be that hard to pull my hand away if I wanted to, but for some reason I did not want to. His hold was firm but gentle, it was comforting, it felt protective. There would be no problem if Quinn was actually my husband. But we were in a contract relationship. We didn't hold hands unless there was an audience, and Quinn had made that clear a lot of times. In fact, it was he who instantly yanked himself away after we were done pretending to be all lovey dovey. But something was different today. I didn't know what it was. Maybe it was the meeting and the fact that Quinn had agreed with me on something for the first time. But it was weird…in a good way. His touch was sending sizzles th
Quinn's POV I cursed under my breath at the sound of the knock on my door. Of all the times to ever come to my room, Granny Maria chose today. Right now. At this moment. I hissed again and faced Amanda who was looking panicked, much to my surprise. After the argument we'd had in the car, I expected her to act nonchalant in a situation like this. But surprisingly, she didn't.Was this her trademark quality of being 'a good person'? Probably. But I didn't buy the act. If we got caught in this lie somehow, it would mean losing out on the money and this wealthy lifestyle, so of course she was worried. I knew Amanda's type. She was just pretending to be different, but I could see right through it. "What are we going to do?" She asked, nudging me. "Should we just stay quiet and pretend not to be in?"I glared at her. "That's a brilliant plan," I answered sarcastically. "Was it our ghosts that walked past her in the living room on our way upstairs?"She frowned. "I'm just trying to help. B
Amanda's POVOn a real, sincere note, I think I deserved an award. Quinn and I, both. Because the act we were putting on was next level. It was a skill, if I do say so myself. I was still surprised at our level of patience because all we both wanted was to rip each other's heads off. And yet we were holding hands and clinging to each other lovingly, laughing and smiling although our eyes told a different story with the sharp glares that were being exchanged. Again, I reflected on how I just couldn't wait for this contract to be over and done with so I would be free of Quinn. He was such an asshole. Why did I ever believe for a second that I could be wrong about him? That was impossible. Even if he tried to keep it buried, his arrogant self would still find a way to emerge. As usual. I forced myself to take a deep breath and relax. All I had to do was keep up the pretense long enough, at least till Granny Maria and the vulture eyes of Mrs Rosalina were gone. I just knew she was looki
Quinn's POV"It's a pleasure to have you on board, Mr Thompson. You won't regret investing in Seraphim Holdings," I said with a smile as I reached forward to shake Marcus Thompson's hand. I was currently seated in his large office on the top floor of the branch of his company building in New York. After the last meeting we had, he had requested I bring the documents and contract to him personally for signing, so he could use the opportunities to discuss important things that we couldn't over the phone. I didn't have to think twice about it before accepting. The industry was already going wild with the news of Marcus Thompson's investment in Seraphim Holdings. For the life of me, I didn't know how the news got out so fast. But my competitions were currently looking up. From what I'd heard, Thompson Incorporations had received over a hundred applications for interview requests. This only made me grateful to have secured this deal. "Thank you again, Mr Thompson," I said, standing up t
Amanda's POVI was panicking. My entire body felt like ice as I paced around my room, my heart nearly bursting with worry for Quinn. Vanessa was still on the phone, trying to calm him down. "Are your sure?""Yes! I know his schedule because I work very closely with him. The meeting was scheduled for today, and from the calculations, it should have been over about ten minutes ago. Which means he is still in the area. What if he's hurt?!" I don't know why, but I felt like I was going to cry. The thought of Quinn being so close to danger was sickening. My heart was racing, I felt like I was going to throw up. Everything was happening so fast. "I need to call him, Vanessa. I'll call you back.""Okay, girl, just relax okay? He might be on his way home already.""Bye." I ended the call quickly and dialled Quinn's number. When the automated voice said it wasn't reachable, I almost swore out loud. I tried again, it was the same. "No, no, no, please pick up, Quinn."I dialled the number agai
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, “