Amanda's POVI climbed into the small rental car I had hired from the automobile company on my first day here. It was cheap and old, but my only option for transport whilst I was in Italy. I started the engine and drove off in the direction of the diner where I would be working my second shift for today. My real reason for being in Italy was because I had been sent by the company I worked for in New York. I had begged my boss, who was also my boyfriend, to let me stay back this time. The business trip coincided with my father's memorial and it was not something I wanted to miss. However, he disagreed, arguing that I was the best person for the job since research was my specialty. Arriving here, I realized that this whole trip was just a waste of time. The investor I was supposed to meet with had canceled on short notice. So the one week that my boss was letting me stay here had gone to waste. I was so angry and tried to call my boyfriend, but he didn't answer. Frustrated, I decided
Amanda's POVStunned, I watched as my boyfriend kissed Candace passionately, a smile still dancing on his lips. "That's great news, baby. Now all I have to do is get rid of that boring ass bitch, Amanda. And then we can get married."Candace frowned. "You still haven't broken up with her? Why?!""Baby, I told you I need time. I'll do it soon."Candace shoved him away. "What the fuck do you need time for?! I don't even know what you see in that bitch, anyway. I let you date and fuck her on the condition that you keep your relationship a secret, but I've had enough, Logan!""Candace-""No. You've had your fun. Now, get rid of her. Besides, we both know you won't be caught dead getting married to a low-life trash like her."I couldn't take it anymore. The tears spilled down my face in rivulets, blurring my vision as I pushed the door open and barged in. Logan and Candace jumped in shock at my sudden entrance. "Why?! Why would you do this to me?!" My chest felt heavy, like it would expl
Amanda's POVI stayed at the hospital till nightfall, until I was certain that my mother was stable. It was 9 pm when I finally left her ward to find a place to sleep. I had no choice but to spend the night at the hospital, after all. Where else would I go? Those loan sharks had seized our house already. This thought threatened to bring tears to my eyes, but I blinked them back. I had cried enough for one day. I found a storage room full of light blankets, and I took two and spread them on the floor beside my mother's bed. I was just lying down when a nurse walked in. "Excuse me, ma'am, what are you doing?""I…I just want to spend the night here with my mother," I said, praying she wouldn't ask for more details on why I couldn't go home. The nurse shook her head. "I'm sorry, ma'am, but you're not allowed to do that." My chest deflated. "Please, it's just for tonight. It's already so late, and I don't have anywhere else to go.""It's against hospital policy, ma'am. Visitors aren't
Amanda's POVI froze at the spot, whipping around to look at the stranger. For a second I wondered if I'd heard right. Fresh anger filled me up as I clenched my fist, walking closer to him. "W-What? What the hell are you talking about? Are you seriously making some kind of joke?"He stared at me in that cold manner of his, and despite myself, I felt a chill run down my spine. Gosh, he was actually so scary. But I refused to give him the satisfaction of knowing that."You know what? I don't have time for this. Keep your games to yourself," I spat."Marry me," he repeated. "Be my wife for two years only. Of course you shall be rewarded handsomely for your service.""Rewarded?""Twenty million dollars. Half when you sign the contract, and half after the time lapses."My eyes widened, and I swore I could feel my mouth watering at his words. "Twenty million dollars?!"I stared at the man, wondering if this truly was some kind of game. I wondered who he was, and how he could afford such an
CHAPTER FIVEAmanda's POV"Gosh, Amanda, where have you been?" Vanessa asked the moment I walked into her apartment. She had been pacing around worriedly when I walked in. She rushed to my side immediately. "What happened? You said you were going to the coffee shop to look for another job. I got there and couldn't find you.""Um…I was just…I went strolling."Vanessa stared at me, her eyes narrowing. "You went strolling? You, Amanda, strolling?""Yes," I muttered, walking past her quickly and putting my bag down. Vanessa and I had been friends for years, and she was one person who always knew when I was lying to her. But what was I supposed to say? If I told her I'd gotten married today, she would slap me and probably take me to the hospital for a mental illness! I couldn't tell her…not now. "Really, Amanda? Are you being honest?""Mm hmm. I just went to clear my head."I know she didn't believe me, but she sighed. "Fine, okay. But next time please call me, okay? I was really worried.
CHAPTER SIXQuinn's POVI never thought I would be here again; in this city, within the walls of this company. It came with averse emotions I could not quite place. But nothing was more unpleasant than being here already.I had no plans to be back in my hometown this soon, and especially to take over the company. This was not supposed to happen, at least not for a few more years. But they left me with no choice. They had pushed me too hard, and now I had to take action somehow. Being close to these people was not on my agenda, but I realized that the only way for me to remain safe was to blend in and get close enough to my enemies.I gritted my teeth in annoyance. I had better things to do with my time than this. This whole thing had ruined my plans. I thought I would not have to worry about the company until I found someone deserving to get married to. But now the criteria stated that I had to be married before becoming the CEO, there was nothing else I could do. I had planned to co
Amanda's POVAll the anger that was raging in my chest immediately subsided at Quinn's mention of the check. For a few moments I could not speak. I stared at him mouth agape, wondering how on earth I was going to get five million dollars back. It was literally impossible!My mind racked with thoughts and options. Was there a way to get out of this? Being married to Logan's uncle was the strangest, most distasteful situation I had ever found myself in. But if the only way to be free of this was to return the money, what was I supposed to do? The only thing I could think of was taking out another loan to pay off Quinn. But that was a stupid idea. I had barely been able to get my mother and I out of the debt my father left. Taking another loan would be begging to be killed, at this point. I had to think of my mother, and of our lives. Once again I felt helpless. My eyes found their way to Quinn who was still observing me with that emotionless expression. A wave of bitterness flooded th
Amanda's POVIt felt like the breath was knocked out of me when Quinn slammed his lips on mine. Hard. At first I was frozen in shock, trying to process what was happening. My hands were frozen at my sides, and my eyes were wide in surprise.Quinn was kissing me! I had no idea how to react at first and I found myself lost in thought, but eventually I gave in, unable to hide the ecstasy that came with having him so close to me. A slight sigh sounded in my throat as his fingers slid into my hair. I kissed him back with equal fervor, reveling in the sweet taste of his lips. He sucked on my lower lip, bringing my head forward to slam our lips harder together. His warm breath hit my face and I felt a wave of desire rush through me. I realized that I did not want the kiss to end. To have his strong arms wrapped around me, cradling me softly. But soon, it was over. The kiss ended just as fast as it began. It had been brief, but it felt so much longer than that. I was nearly breathless when
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