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Marrying the Ex Uncle Seventy two
Chapter 72Amanda's POVIt took all the self discipline I could muster to not gape and stare when we arrived at the hotel. Holy shit. I had never seen a hotel so magnificent. I could honestly just stand and stare at it. But what else was to be expected. Nikolai had an eye for detail. He was good. I actually couldn't wait to meet him in person. I glanced at Quinn at that thought, swallowing back the urge to roll my eyes. Whether he permitted it or not, I was going to attend that meeting. Consequences be damned. He was my fake husband, not my jailer. And I wasn't a child either, so whatever feeling he had towards my decision was his problem. I was already feeling a lot better. "Let's go. Mr Dayne will be meeting us at the lobby," Quinn said impatiently, grabbing my arm and intertwining it in his. I almost moaned at the feeling of his strong hands on me. What the hell? I was not that touch starved, was I? I shook off whatever the hell that feeling was and forced myself to feel repulse
Last Updated : 2024-10-10Marrying the Ex Uncle Seventy three
Chapter 73Quinn's POVI was trying hard to keep my patience, knowing that Amanda was stalling on purpose. It had been fifteen minutes since I left her in the suite to get changed, and she has still not made an appearance. I knew her well enough now to know that doing this to spite me, not because she had anything useful to do. I thought of calling her, but changed my mind. I would not give her the satisfaction of knowing that she was getting on my nerves successfully. So instead, I grabbed my computer and began to scroll through, looking through the documents I had prepared for the meeting tomorrow. I needed everything to be perfect. Alongside Nikolai Dayne, there would also be some potential investors whom I had plans of arranging meetings with. So, the more the better.When I caught their attention with my proposals, there was no way they wouldn't be ringing the very next day to schedule a meeting with me. That thought filled me with satisfaction. The company was thriving under my
Last Updated : 2024-10-11Marrying the Ex Uncle Seventy four
Amanda's POVQuinn looked murderous. But in an eerie and off-putting way. Even I was scared just looking at him now and wondering what he was thinking. Quickly, I rushed to his side and put on a smile. "Hi honey, sorry I'm late. I got caught up with something back in the suite, and then I bumped into an old friend on my way back."He stared at me, with a glare so sharp that I could feel a chill run down my spine. Uh oh. But why the hell was he so angry anyway? For a second he did not say anything. I was beginning to get a little scared. But before I could say anything else, he grabbed me by my waist, pressing me to him. "Let's go." His voice was cold and commanding. I did not even think of disobeying or arguing. Without looking back at Alex, I followed him down to the car. We both got into the backseat and he ordered the driver to move. An uncomfortable silence hung in the car, which was unusual because I expected him to say something arrogant as usual. But he didn't. Not even a wo
Last Updated : 2024-10-12Marrying the Ex Uncle Seventy five
Amanda's POVI was still clutching the dress in my hand as I watched Quinn walk into the store. The ladies were obviously excited, their mouths literally hanging open as they watched Quinn walk in. This display only further showed the sheer popularity and fame of Quinn McCullough. The shop attendant who had been seconds away from snatching the dress from me redirected her attention to Quinn, her eyes twinkling as she walked over to him. “Welcome, Mr McCullough. It is a delight to have you here in our store. How can we help you to–”Quinn walked away without even sparing a glance at her, and when I saw him walk over to him, my stomach began to do backflips until I felt like I could barely breathe. How could one man be so damn majestic? It was unfair, to say the least. My sadness was temporarily forgotten as I wondered what he was about to do. When he reached me, I was barely able to get a word out before he tilted his head downward and claimed my lips in a passionate kiss. Passion li
Last Updated : 2024-10-13Marrying 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
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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
Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and twenty nine
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
