Amanda's POVI'd never jumped to my feet faster than I did when I heard Candace's accusations. I was still staring at her in shock, daring her to lie again. But she didn't seem guilty one bit. Instead, she continued to cry loudly. "What?!" Mrs Rosalina yelled, turning to face me. She looked so angry that I Instinctively took a step back. "I didn't push you, Candace, and you know it. Maybe you should stop lying and actually tell them what really happened," I said calmly. "You pushed me!" She screamed, holding onto Logan. "I was just walking past when she attacked me. She accused me of being a boyfriend snatcher, and then she slapped me! I tried to reason with her but she started calling me names and then pushed me to the floor saying she hopes my baby gets harmed!"My eyes widened at the lies. "That's not true!"But Mrs Rosalina had already sparked up. "Oh, shut up! I'm not even surprised that you could do something so appaling. Haven't you done enough already? You're trying to harm
Amanda's POVI continued to mutter under my breath as I drove out of the premises. For some reason, I felt hurt that he actually didn't care where I was going. So much for being a husband. I hissed under my breath. "He's not actually your husband, Amanda," I said aloud to myself. I tried to remind myself that I was just another employee to him and nothing more. Of course, he didn't care about me. I didn't care about him either, so we were even. I quickly shoved all these thoughts out of my mind and concentrated on driving to my mother's house. Being on the familiar road was making me nostalgic and fearful. But I was still about thirty minutes away from the house, so I wasn't worried. I turned on the radio and concentrated on driving. It was when I took the first turn that I noticed a black car following close behind me. A frown creased my forehead, as I recalled seeing this same car a while ago. Was I being followed? I wondered. My eyes stayed on the rearview mirror and I saw the c
Amanda's POV"Quinn…" I breathed, feeling like there was something stuck in my throat. I stared at his tall frame as he advanced through the door. "What…what are you doing here?" My mother looked surprised as well, but as soon as she recognized him, a scowl crossed her features. "And who gave you permission to step foot into my house?!" She demanded. Her harsh words brought me back to the reality of what I came here for in the first place, and I quickly rushed to her. "Mom, please, just give me a chance to explain.""No, Amanda," Quinn cut in. "It's high time you drop the act. I'm sick and tired of all this. Your mother needs to know the truth. And if you don't tell her, I will."I stared at him, my eyes pleading. "Quinn…"His expression hardened. "Are you doing it, or should I?"My mother looked confused, her eyes darting between the two of us. "What are you talking about? What's going on here?""I-It's nothing,Momm," I stuttered. I heard Quinn hiss irritably before walking forward
Quinn's POVI kept my eyes straight on the road, restricting myself from glancing over at Amanda, lest I see the tears pooling in her eyes. She, in turn, kept her eyes glued to the window, avoiding my gaze as much as possible. An unusual silence hung in the air between us, neither of us bothering to break it. For some reason I couldn't place my finger on it, I was pissed. Again, I wasn't exactly sure what was making me so angry. All I knew was that it was uncomfortable seeing Amanda in this situation. I wrote it off as annoyance at her cries. That's all it was. So why did I have this overwhelming urge to protect her and stop the tears she desperately tried to hide? My jaw clenched as I redirected my eyes to the road. No. I didn't give a fuck about her. Our contract marriage had nothing to do with her money. My only work there was to clear their debts and then pay Amanda for the job. Who cares if it brought tension between mother and daughter? It was none of my business. She could cry
Amanda's POVBefore my eyes fluttered open, I already knew they were swollen. They were heavy, and it hurt when I attempted to open them. I groaned as I struggled to push myself up from the position I'd been sleeping in. My mouth felt so dry that I found myself climbing out of the bed. Luckily, there was a glass on water on the bedside table. I gulped everything down at once and put the glass back before returning back to the bed. I felt like shit. I guess that was what hours of crying did to you. I couldn't even remember how and when I'd fallen asleep. I just knew that one minute I was sobbing and feeling miserable, and the next I was awakening from deep slumber. Sighing, I rubbed the back of my neck and leaned against the bed, closing my eyes. Thinking about it brought back the memory of what had happened at my mother's house. Instinctively, I picked up my phone and clicked on my call log, still feeling stupid hope flutter in my chest. Maybe she had called me, and I'd missed it bec
Amanda's POVI was still staring down at my body in surprise. Did I sleep so deeply that I didn't remember changing out of my dress? No, that wasn't possible. "I see, you two had some fun, huh?" Vanessa asked, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively. "No! It's not what you think, I swear. Nothing happened between us."Vanessa only laughed like she didn't believe me, and I wanted to slap myself for blushing so much. "I'm serious. Nothing happened.""Then why are you wearing his shirt? And how don't you remember changing into it? That's weird if you ask me. Unless, you were so exhausted after you two had sex that you didn't remember."My eyes widened and I quickly reduced the volume of my speaker. "Vanessa!" I hissed. "What is your problem? You know Quinn is still in this house now right? What if he hears you saying this nonsense. We did not have sex. We didn't.""Hmph, if you say so. Fine, I believe you. But don't act like having sex with that delicious hunk of a man is a bad idea."I roll
Amanda's POVQuinn was dripping wet. He was walking out of the bathroom, water dripping down his chest, and a towel wrapped loosely around his waist. I felt like I was in a trance. My breath hitched and I found it hard to breathe. I drank in the rare sight of his bare chest, his strong firm muscles rippling through, shiny through the droplets of water. I didn't even need a touch test to know that his abs were rock hard. Damn. I didn't mean to stare, but I couldn't help it. And in this moment, I couldn't even deny that despite how arrogant and infuriating he was, Quinn was fit. His body was magnificent. It was no wonder that women were constantly drooling over him. I stared at him stupidly, forgetting why I was even here in the first place. "Do you need something?" His cold voice knocked me out of my reverie. "Or are you content just staring at me.""I wasn't staring!" I bit back. It might just be my imagination but I could've sworn I saw his lips twitch. But no. That wasn't possible
Quinn's POVAs soon as the new day dawned and everything important was done with, I dressed up to leave. I had been discreetly observing Amanda since we got back from her mother's house yesterday to see how her mood was progressing. And when she'd barged into my room last night, I couldn't help but feel relieved to see her back to her normal self. I still had no idea why I'd been so bothered about her silence and tears yesterday, why my chest had tightened at the sight of her discomfort. It was unusual. Why…No. I shook the thoughts off. There was no need to dwell on that right now. I waved it off as concern for our contract arrangement and nothing more. If she wasn't in the best mood or if her head wasn't in the right place, she wouldn't do a satisfactory job, and that would be a waste of my money. Yes, that's why I was so bothered. With that, I tossed the thoughts aside and put on my suit jacket. Glancing briefly in the mirror, I ran a comb through my hair, and then sprayed a spla
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, “