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Marrying the Ex Uncle Seventy six
Quinn's POVThe jolt of the elevator shoved me out of my desires, tearing me away from the kiss. Amanda had flown to the other side, and her eyes were wide as she darted her eyes around the elevator. “What's happening?!” she screamed. But I wasn't listening. This could not be happening right now. I marched forward to try the buttons on the door in an attempt to open it up, but it was useless. It wouldn't budge. As though that wasn't bad enough, all the lights suddenly went off, leaving us in the dimly lit space. “No..no!” I slammed my fist against the door angrily, feeling my body already begun to react to the familiar situation. My chest was beginning to tighten painfully. Beads of sweat formed on my forehead, and all of a sudden it felt like I couldn't breathe. “Call the security!” I yelled out. I made an attempt to head to the phone in the elevator, but my vision was so blurry that I could not manage. Amanda sprung to action, grabbing the phone immediately and dialing the onl
Last Updated : 2024-10-14Marrying the Ex Uncle Seventy seven
Quinn's POVAmanda was sidled up against me, seating by my side in the elevator with her fingers still wrapped in mine. She was silent, and I hadn't bothered to break the silence in the elevator. All I wanted to do right now actually was punch myself in the face for losing my shit that way. It had been years since that experience with my father, and I'd subconsciously avoided dark, tight spaces since then. What I didn't know was that I was still deeply affected by it, and I hated it. Vulnerability was a disgusting quality that I hated to see myself possess. It made me feel weak, and I was deeply enraged that it had to happen in front of another person. My jaw was ticking as I sat on the ground, trying to swallow back the anger I was feeling. I just wanted to get the fuck out of here. I was so pissed that I long decided to deal with the management of this fucking place once I was out. "Quinn…are you okay now?" Amanda's small voice called out to me. My fists clenched in anger, putti
Last Updated : 2024-10-15Marrying the Ex Uncle Seventy Eight
Amanda's POVThe last thing I expected was Quinn's lips on mine. It wasn't a gentle kiss, not a hesitant brush. No, that kiss was rough and demanding, cutting off whatever biting remark I was about to throw at him. We shouldn't have been doing that. I shouldn't have been doing that.My whole body froze for a split second, caught between shock and desire as he slipped an arm around my waist. I needed to let go. "Pull away," my brain screamed at me. But I didn't. It felt... it felt too good. His scent gently teased my nostrils, and I suppressed a moan.But then, just as quickly, my body betrayed me. More desire and pleasure flooded through me like a dam breaking under pressure, all the tension and frustration with Quinn crashing into the desperation of the kiss. I kissed him back with as much intensity, letting the tension I'd been denying boil over.It was messy, hungry, everything I swore I wouldn't let happen. God, dammit. His hands gripped my waist tighter and pulled me closer. Ther
Last Updated : 2024-10-16Marrying the Ex Uncle Seventy nine
Quinn's POVSitting in the luxury store's lounge, I drummed my fingers against my knee, waiting for Amanda to emerge from the dressing room. My eyes roamed around the store, trying to spot another dress that might also look gorgeous on her. There was no one else in the store, besides the workers. The moment was eerily calm, but my mind was far from relaxed.I couldn't stop replaying the elevator scene in my head. I shuddered when I recalled how the walls had felt like they were closing in, and how my chest had tightened with the same fear I thought I'd buried long ago.I thought this was over. I thought I was over this. I ground my teeth. And I felt angry at myself for not being able to control my emotions. Who knew that would be a trigger? How the hell did I let myself get like that?Of all the places and moments, being stuck in that elevator with Amanda was the last place I'd ever wanted to lose control. But it happened, and worse, she saw it. I couldn't stand the thought of her kno
Last Updated : 2024-10-17Marrying the Ex Uncle Eighty
Amanda's POVI couldn't breathe. The only thing I was aware of was my pounding heart and the gunshots around me. I forced myself to take in deep breaths to calm myself down. This would be the worst time to have a panic attack. We were under attack.The gunshots came faster, echoing off the alley walls. Deafening and terrifying, they made my heart pound harder. Quinn's body shielded mine as he pulled me to the other side of the car. For the first time, I felt his heart thumping hard against my back.I wanted to scream again, but there was no point; no one would hear us over the chaos. The sound of bullets ricocheting off the car's metal was frightening. Through the blur of my tears, I saw them: two masked men creeping out of the alleyway shadows, guns raised.My heart pounded louder in my ears; I thought I'd pass out. Quinn pressed his phone into my shaking hands, his eyes locking onto mine with seriousness. I'd never seen him so serious, not even in the office."When I give you the si
Last Updated : 2024-10-18Marrying the Ex Uncle Eighty one
Quinn's POVThe last thing I ever expected as I stirred from a sleep I didn't even know I was taking was for Amanda to attack me with a hug. I was barely able to steady myself as she flung her body on me and wrapped her arms around my neck tightly.“Quinn..you're awake…you're here. Oh my god, how are you? How do you feel? Does it hurt? What can I do to help?”Before I could even answer the first string of questions, she had enveloped me in another tight hug. My first instinct was to push her away because I had never been very keen on physical expressions of concern, but for some reason I did not want her to break the hug. There was something so…different, so warm about her embrace. Her scent filled my nose, the feeling of her small hands wrapped around me and the unique scent of her red curls. She smelled amazing, and to have her that close to me was doing things to my body. Things I could not afford to say out loud, things I shouldn't even be feeling in the first place. But alas, here
Last Updated : 2024-10-19Marrying the Ex Uncle Eighty two
Quinn's POV“Absolutely not. Not this again,” I said stiffly, watching as Amanda threw on fresh clothes. My resolve was almost broken when I caught a small glimpse of the rise of her breasts as she slid on her jacket. Quickly I averted my eyes and focused on the situation at hand. “Why?” She asked, planting her hands on her hips as she stared at me. “If you insist on going, then I won't let you go alone. I'm coming with you.”I scoffed. “You think I don't know what this is? You've been vocal about wanting to attend this meeting ever since I told you about it. So don't act like this is about you caring about my wellbeing and not your desire to be in a meeting with Nikolai Dayne.”Amanda huffed, but did not stop getting ready. She continued to dress up, ending up putting her hair in a ponytail. I wanted to protest, to tell her that she looked like a fucking goddess with her unruly curls flying all over the place. But I said nothing and instead watched her begin to put on jewelry. “Well
Last Updated : 2024-10-20Marrying the Ex Uncle Eighty three
Amanda's POVOkay, this was definitely not what I had been expecting. Alex was Nikolai Dayne’s brother? Damn. “Um, wow that’s a surprise,” I said quickly as I remembered myself. I had just been staring for the past few seconds instead of saying something. “We met at the airport in New York a few days ago.”Nikolai cocked an eyebrow, looking pleased. “That’s excellent. Good to know we are not strangers. That will make the meeting a whole lot easier, no? Less tense.”I forced myself to smile, wishing I could feel like that. On the contrary there was a certain awkwardness to the atmosphere now. I instinctively flashed a glance Quimn’s way to see what he thought of this. But of course, his expression was blank and stoic as usual, giving me absolutely nothing to work with. Ugh. Sometimes I wished I could open up that head of his and get a glimpse of what was going on in there. He was so unreadable most of the time that he might as well have been a robot for all I knew. I glanced over at h
Last Updated : 2024-10-21
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Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and thirty Nine
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,
Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and thirty seven
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
Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and thirty six
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
Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and forty five
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
Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and thirty four
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
Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and thirty three
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
Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and forty two
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
Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and thirty one
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
Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and thirty
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
