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Amanda's POVAs the bathroom door shut behind him, I cursed whatever made him come back to the airport after he left the first time. Why did I ever think I wanted him around? What on earth got into my head to deceive me? Having him here was a nightmare. I would much rather he was in Finland attending to business. What a prick. I shut my eyes and imagined what it would have been like if it is was just me in Italy. I would be alone in this suite, getting much needed rest, in peace. I could even see a movie, or just sleep until the exhaustion buried deep in my bones dissipated. There was so much I could be doing. That wonderful beach, the excellent view, all the touring I would have been doing. It would have been the perfect vacation. But no. Quinn just had to change his mind at the last minute. Playing the caring husband, my foot. He just wanted to be in the control, that was it. The thought of me actually enjoying myself for two weeks did not sound right to him. Why should I be happ
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Quinn's POVI awakened to the shock of Amanda curled up in my arms, her hand clutching onto my chest and her head snuggled into me. I spent the next few minutes just staring at her, watching her chest rise and fall, and listening to the lightness of her breaths. And for a second, my chest tightened. Even in the early hours of the morning, the sight of her was breathtaking. Taking her annoying nature out of the equation, Amanda was the most beautiful woman I had ever set eyes on. She had a freshness about her beauty that was rare. Maybe it was her thick, long lashes, or the beautiful color of her curly red hair. But whatever it is, she was gorgeous. I had a revelation of sorts last night. I mean, I'd known she was a beautiful woman, but last night made me realize just how gorgeous and sexy she was. At that thought, my eyes immediately flew down to her lower body. Fuck. I swallowed. Hard. She was still clad in that flimsy nightdress that made me have unclean thoughts for almost the
Marrying the Ex Uncle Sixty Nine
Amanda's POVYesterday was a rollercoaster. After my little argument with Quinn in the morning, I had kept my distance from him, not speaking to him unless he spoke to me. But I was so bored later on that when I saw him dressed up in sportswear to head out, I almost begged to go with him. I was bored out of my mind and had nothing else to do.To my surprise, he agreed, and we ended up having a tennis competition, which surprisingly wasn't so bad. We both had fun for the first time without bickering every few minutes. And it felt…good. Right now, however, I couldn't help but expect the worst as I stood beside Quinn in the elevator. Waking up this morning, yesterday had felt like a dream, but I could see the white T-shirt I had worn lying next to the bed on the floor. I was shocked to my bones when he had agreed to my coming with him to the game court, and even more so when he began to converse with him. For a while, I wondered if he was in his right senses or if he somehow lost his m
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Chapter 70Quinn's POV Amanda's fingers were still intertwined in mine. She had calmed down a bit from when the flight first took off, but she wasn't saying much. All she did was stare outside the window and then redirect her gaze back to the plane, but she made no sort of conversation. That was strange, especially because I was so used to her yapping. Of course I'd wanted her to stop, but now it just seemed weird. Well, whatever she wanted to do was her own damn business. I wouldn't concern with worrying about her. That's what I decided to do. But my gaze kept on lingering on her. What the hell couldn't she just say something, even if it was something annoying, at least so I'd know she was okay. Finding myself worrying if she was fine came as a surprise to me. Did I really care? And if I did, why? There was no particular reason why I should feel this way towards her. It's not like I bothered what state of my mind she was in. This made me recall the last time I had seen her like th
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Quinn's POVI was still so surprised by Nikolai's words that for a moment I did not speak. Aside from my company employees and acquaintances in New York, no 0ne knew about Amanda. Hell, they had no idea I was even married to begin with. Let alone that I was bringing her to Finland. "My wife?" I finally said, leaving room for a response. I saw Amanda glance up curiously at me, but I didn't say anything. Instead I waited for Nikolai to speak. When he did, he only chuckled. "I should be upset that I wasn't even invited to your wedding, old friend. But I'm sure there's a g0od reason for it so I won't push. But did you actually think you could come to my city and keep it a secret? Like I said, I have eyes everywhere. So, don't be modest. It would be my honor to host the two of you."I laughed. "I must say, your intel is impressive, then. We've barely landed and you already know all there is to know.""Like I said, this is my city. I shall have your driver sent back. The driver I sent to y
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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
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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
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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
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Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and eighteen
QuinnRobert leaned back in his office chair, rubbing his temples as he stared at the spreadsheets displayed on his computer screen. The day had been long and riddled with minor frustrations, but he couldn’t afford to slow down. Just as he was about to focus on the next task, his phone buzzed. It was the receptionist.“Sir,” the receptionist said politely, “there’s someone here who wants to see you. He says it’s important.”Robert frowned, briefly glancing at the clock on his desk. He wasn’t expecting anyone. “Did he give his name?”“No, sir. He just said it concerns something you’d want to see.”After a moment of consideration, Robert sighed and straightened in his chair. “Fine. Send him in.”A few minutes later, the door opened, and a tall, middle-aged man in a crisp gray suit stepped in. His expression was neutral, professional, but there was a sharpness in his eyes that immediately caught Robert’s attention.It was his private investigator.“Good afternoon, sir,” the man greeted,
Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and seventeen
Abigail sat in her office, her phone resting in her hand, the screen still glowing with Gabriel’s name in her inbox. The brief exchange weighed on her mind, stirring emotions she’d thought buried long ago. “Who are you texting?” Sarah asked, her tone casual but curious.Abigail hesitated, her thumb brushing against the phone’s edge before setting it down. “It’s Gabriel,” she admitted, her voice calm.Sarah’s demeanor shifted instantly as her expression hardened.“What does that motherfucker want now?” she snapped, her words laced with contempt.Abigail took a deep breath. “He almost died,” she began, her voice steady. “And I saved him.”Sarah’s reaction was swift and sharp. “You saved him?” she exclaimed, her disbelief apparent. “You should’ve let him die, Abigail. After everything he’s done, you should’ve walked away.”Abigail’s gaze dropped to her desk, her fingers idly tracing the wood grain. “He’s still Daniella’s father, Sarah,” she said quietly. “I couldn’t face my daughter
Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and sixteen
CASSIE I could not thank the stars enough for saving my ass earlier this morning, yet again. My heart was still pounding from the close call I'd had with Julia. Even now as I stood in my room alone, I muttered a prayer of thanks for the fact that I'd been able to escape that situation. I could only imagine the look on her face if she'd seen the text message. There was nothing I would be able to say or do in my defence. The secret would have been revealed in the worst way possible and my entire life would have changed in the blink of an eye. For the worst. "Thank goodness," I said aloud to no one in particular. Chills ran down my spine as I imagined all the scenarios in my head, all the possible things that might have happened if Julia saw that text from Tyre. She probably would have ripped my eyes out and had me arrested like she'd wanted to. I placed a hand on my chest as I sat down in bed and tried to take a breather. My life was already dramatic enough. This was not the time for
Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and fifteen
Amanda I tossed and turned in my bed the entire night, unable to sleep. All I could think about was the situation I'd found myself in. Through the night I had so many different thoughts, wondering how I was supposed to get out of this at all. It was enough to bring me to tears, but I struggled to keep at bay. What was the point of crying when it wouldn't solve anything? I needed to find a solution to this. The fact that Tyre did not even believe that I didn't have anything to do with the proposal was my biggest problem. If Tyre of all people didn't trust me then who would then trust me? I sighed repeatedly, burying my head into the pillow and trying not to scream in frustration. If there was a way to prove my innocence, then that would be solved. But no. There was nothing. There were already things being used against me namely the business card from Luke, and the wad of cash. Thinking of the card reminded me that the maid was still threatening me and despite the situation I was cur
Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and fourteen
AmadaI was still stunned by what happened between Tyre and I a few minutes ago. As I stood in the middle of the room, still in shock, I clenched my fists, feeling the anger bubble through my veins. I had actually been so scared when I saw Tyre like that. It was the first time I'd ever seen him so angry. I was trembling so badly, and I couldn't shake the feeling that he would have hit me if I attempted to push a little harder. That was highly annoying and terrifying. Tyre was literally about to explode at me, and it was all because of that girl, Camila. At this point, all of this shit was happening because of Camila. I couldn't believe Tyre had gripped me like that without caring if he would hurt me or not. Just because I'd said he should kick Camila out of the house. Had I done anything wrong? No, I had not. I was in the right. Camila had gone to meet Luke after all, so that obviously meant that they were together. What other proof did Tyre need?"Fuck this!" I yelled angrily into
Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and thirteen
AmandaLuke sprawled to the floor as my fist connected to his jaw. He writhed in pain briefly before jumping back up to his feet, glaring at me as though he had a million things he wanted to do to me. I mentally dared him to do something, to give me an excuse to beat him to a pulp. "What the hell?!" He yelled, wiping the blood that had begun to leak from his nostrils. "That is just the beginning of what is going to happen to you if you don't stay the hell away from Camila," I hissed at him. "Camila is mine. You get that? She belongs to me. I don't ever, and I mean ever, want to see you anywhere close to her again. Else I'll make you pay, I promise you that."Luke wiped his jaw and spat to the floor defiantly. "So this is about Camila? Really? Well, it seems you have forgotten that Camila is a person, a young woman. She does not belong to me. You make it sound like she's mere furniture in one of your mansions. She can't be owned by anyone because Camila isn't property you can stake a
Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and twelve
AmandaI was fuming. I almost let out a scream of frustration as I barged into my room and banged the door shut behind me. I was so angry that for a second I found it difficult to relax and breathe. "That…that stupid bitch!" I screamed, my fists clenched. I wouldn't have thought it was possible to hate Camila more than I already did, but oh I was so wrong. With each passing day she kept infuriating even more. I wanted her gone as soon as possible. I needed her gone! All she did in this house was constitute a fucking nuisance. She was a hindrance, a waste of space, an excuse for a woman, a gold-digger…I swore loudly, biting down so hard on my lips that I tasted blood in my mouth. The list of all the things Camila was, was practically unending. I could go on and on about her sneaky and disgusting behaviour. The girl was so irritating! I knew I would never make progress with Tyre if she remained in this house or in our lives for that matter. And that was why I kept trying my best to
Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and eleven
QuinnI climbed out of the car and headed straight for Jason's chambers. The guards at the door stopped me. "He's expecting me," I lied. "I called him already."They nodded and let me pass through. The main room was empty when I walked in, but I heard voices coming from the study. Surprised, I approached the door. But when I heard a familiar voice speak, it felt like I had been dunked in ice. "But when exactly, Jason? I've been patient enough," I heard Selene say. A million questions flooded my mind. What was Selene doing here?!"A little longer, sweetheart. Remember the doctor already confirmed that you cannot carry a pregnancy. I'm just waiting for that omega bitch, Kylie, to give birth to my heir. Once that's done, you will take the child. And then we can dispose of her, dump her in the trash where she truly belongs."My knees grew weak. I could not breathe. Suddenly the world began to spin and I got the overwhelming urge to throw up. No, no, no. This can't be happening to me.
Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and ten
AmandaMy heart pounded as I looked around my room, thoughts all over the place. I couldn’t shake the unsettling feeling that someone had been here. Have they reported me to Tyre already? If they have, he’s going to come in here any second now. The pillow and covers, they weren’t how I’d left them. And the window latch was in a different position. I tried to convince myself it was nothing, that I was only paranoid, but I couldn’t shake the fear off. Who would come into my room? And why? Just as I turned to check the closet, the door swung open. Tyre stepped in. Tyre, who usually wore an unreadable expression, was clearly fuming. Tonight is only getting worse by the hour. I instinctively took a step back, sensing that I was in trouble.“Where did you go?” he demanded, shutting the door quietly behind him. His gaze bore into mine, and I looked away. I opened my mouth, trying to summon an answer that might satisfy him, but he cut me off before I could say a word. “And don’t bother lyin
