Amanda finished her job on time and when it was time for her to leave, she called on Mason to drop her off. He left what he was doing, and with a smile on his face, he ambled towards her. She clutched her bag tightly as she peered at the counter, trying to see if she hadn't forgotten anything.“What is it?” Mason asked, his deep blue eyes searching her features.Amanda creased her brows as she took her gaze to him. Forcing a smile on her face, she answered, “It's nothing.”“Can we go now?” She asked, and he nodded before grabbing his car key. Amanda looked up at the wall clock. She gasped when she noticed how dark it was outside. The exhaustion of the day was already pulling at her limbs as she scurried towards the door, hoping to leave the clubhouse as soon as possible.Carl's face was the last thing she wanted to see at this point. All she wished was for her to get home before Carl noticed her absence.Before she could take one last step, she mistakenly bumped into a hard brick– Car
The room felt colder and Amanda could feel her heart race quicken as Carl's gaze lingered on hers. Each step he took towards her made her chest constrict. When he raised his hands to stroke her hair, her breath hitched, and it felt as though the air plug to her lung had been cut off.“Looking for this?” Hd asked as he raised the necklace to her face. Amanda gulped down the lump in her throat as she took her gaze to the necklace, which glistened as the rays of the sun stroked it.She wondered how it got here and then; she recalled what Roger said about keeping it in the room because he thought it belonged to those strippers who dance at the club. Her brows creased slightly when she also recalled his statement about the room being empty. Why did he claim that the room was empty when Carl was still in it?She also recalled knocking to ensure no one was here before entering. She never got to hear his response, so she believed the room was empty like Roger had claimed..But now, standing
Carl plucked his fingers into her. With a devilish smile on his face, he increases the pace of the thrust, building her arousal and fingering the daylight out of her. Amanda grasped the sheet, rolled her eyes, and cussed him for making her fall into this sinful temptation.Carl’s thrust was driving her insane, and he wasn’t willing to stop any minute. Amanda hated herself for falling into his trap. She wished to stop him before it becomes late but then, her body couldn’t resist Carl’ touches.“Car!” With gnashed teeth, she moaned with her grip on the sheet tightening. Carl raised his head to stare at her, a smirk pulling at the sides of his lips. His plan was to send her to an extreme stage of cloud nine. He wants her to see how good he was in giving her those pleasures she’s never received. He could tell it was her first time because she was so tight.“Carl—” Amanda moaned once again, her heart rampaging with beads of sweat on her face.“That’s it! Moan my name…I love to hear my na
Amanda shut her eyes as the wind blew across her face. As Carl’s bike sped across the street, she tightened her arms around him, anticipation bubbling within her. This would be her second time riding on his bike and her first time hanging out with him.The bike came to a halt at the front of an enormous restaurant with intricate walls. It was one of the best in college. Amanda couldn’t take her eyes off it. She flicked her gaze between Adrian and the restaurant, her eyes wide with her face etched with surprise.She’s never eaten at luxurious restaurants like this because foods there are very expensive.And now, she’s worried because she has just one hundred dollars with her.Adrian removed his helmet while she alighted slowly from the bike, her heart racing faster by the minute.Adrian turned to face her with a small smile on his face.“Let’s go in,” He mumbled, while she tucked a strand of her hair behind her ears before stepping into the restaurant with himAs Adrian opened the door
Carl smoked as he watched some of the club members converse and grooved to a pop song played by the robust DJ at a corner. Some chuckled as they raised their glasses in a toast, sealing the moment.The pounding bass of the club’s music vibrated through his bones, and his gaze flew across everyone in the bar. Justin busied himself with drawing more tattoos on Roger’s arm.Some members engaged in a little bike race outside on the terrace, preparing themselves for the forthcoming contest.Cloud of thick gray smokes lingered in the air as Carl puffed with his lips rounded. He was in a leather jacket and pants, looking all gloomy and absent minded. Carl’s eyes scanned the space, taking in the intricate new decor that adorned the walls in the noisy bar, yet, amidst the grandeur, there was a noticeable absence.He felt Amanda’s absence, and he clenched his fist when he recalled how she had left with Adrian on his bike.“Hey! Want some?” Mason asked as he walked up to him, handing him a bott
“I’m sorry, Mr. Finn, but I can’t do that.”’ Carl replied, sinking his finger into his hair as the weight of Mr. Finn’s words hang heavily in the air..Silence ensued for a brief moment before Carl continued, “It will feel like I’m betraying her, Mr. Finn. It’s not as easy as you’ve mentioned it. I know you’re curious to know if she’s your daughter, but the approach is not proper,” “Then how else am I supposed to know?” Mr. Finn asked, shoving his fingers into his hair.“I know what happened was years ago, but seeing her reminds me of the past and I’ve never felt better since I sighted her. I feel nothing but emptiness, guilt and hatred for myself.”He said while Carl gulped down nothing as he stared at him.“I know how you feel, Mr Finn, and trust me, I understand your pain. But if I do this, what of Amanda? How will she feel when she finds out? What if she hates us? What if you are her biological father? How on earth is she gonna feel about it? How are you going to feel about it?”
Melanie had her arms entwined around Frank's arm. She was in a white off-the-shoulder dress which exposed her cleavages. She styled her black hair in a ponytail with huge, classy earrings attached to her ears. Carl traced her movement with narrowed, curious eyes. He watched as she headed towards the counter to get some tequila with her boyfriend. They both sat on a velvet stool, smiling as they swilled their drinks.Carl's eyes locked with Charlotte and she stared at him suspiciously. He nodded as he averted his gaze from her before nudging Mason, who was beside him.“Is she urm… mean?” Carl asked, his voice near a whisper. He ensured he didn't take his gaze to her, so she wouldn't suspect that they were talking about her.Mason grabbed a drink, and in a low voice, he replied, “She's not mean, but she kinda dislikes bikers.” “Hmmm..” Carl mumbled, taking another shot of his drink with his eyes following her movement furtively.Charlotte took her seat and waved at Melanie, who was now
Gasps erupted in the hall and everyone watched keenly as the altercation unfolded between Carl and Adrian. Carl grasped Adrian's arm when was just about to throw him a punch. A loud guttural growl escaped his lips as he turned him around and pinned him to the wall before headbutting him. Adrian groaned as he grasped Carl's collar and hurled him off him violently, causing him to stagger. Carl’s eyes bristled with unrestrained fury and he growled as he trotted towards Adrian again with full force. Everyone watched them, with surprise on their faces. Though it wasn't the first time they'd see them fight against themselves, they were confused as to what led to the fight between them.The DJ turned down the music while everyone watched the event unfold. Mason attempted to separate them but ended up getting hit instead. Jim, one of the asphalt team members, walked over, grabbed some empty bottles, and smashed them viciously on the ground. Chaos ensued, and the club's hitherto delicate ser
“Wow! I'm so so, speechless..” Charlotte exclaimed, her face flushed from shock. Charlotte's expression changed from shock to concern as she processed the revelation. "Amanda, I'm so sorry. I had no idea. How are you handling this?"Amanda shook her head, feeling a mix of emotions. "I don't know, Charlotte. I'm still trying to wrap my head around it. It's like my whole life has been turned upside down."Charlotte nodded empathetically. "We'll figure this out together, okay?”She wrapped her arms around her knees, her brows snapping together as she thought of something to ask.Adjusting herself on the bed, Charlotte asked, “But first, tell me everything. What happened with your mom? How did your mom get to meet Mr. Finn? What were the challenges they were facing that made her leave him? And you mentioned that he was a notorious biker back then so being with him might be complex right?”Amanda nodded and replied, “My mom is from a religious background. Getting pregnant with Finn's chil
After a day~Overwhelmed by betrayal and heartbreak, Amanda sought solitude and distanced herself from everyone. She reflected on her painful past, including Ryan’s betrayals, Adrian’s deceit, Carl’s infidelity, and the difficult childhood she endured, including her mother’s harsh treatment and her father’s abandonment. She also mourned the betrayal of her best friend, Melanie. After swelling down several glasses of whiskey, she got on her feet, her face etched with determination.She had just one plan— Return back to college to meet Charlotte. She had thought that staying here would help her get over her worries but it just seemed to cause more emotional turmoil for her..“Do you need more drinks, beautiful?” The handsome slender bartender who was behind the counter asked as he winked at her.There wasn't a single trace of smile on Amanda's face. She gave him a bored look and shook her head in response.As she was about to leave, he grabbed her hand gently behind her, causing her to
Amanda diced the carrots slowly, her mind racing with several thoughts. Just when she thought she could get some rest and escape from her worries by spending vacation at home, it seems everything just got worse and more complicated.The thought of Mr. Finn being her father made her angry, frustrated, sad and anxious. Never in her life had she thought something like this would happen. Mr. Finn is the president of Wild Hogs for Christ's sake. He's also a leader and a close friend to Carl. She can't even imagine facing him and exchanging words with him after learning the entire truth. But one thing is certain — she hates him.Amanda continues dicing the Carrot, lost in thoughts. She winced, her face scrunched into a grimace as she ended up cutting herself.She raised her thumb which had blood seeping from the cut.“Fuck!” She hissed as she threw the knife into the zinc. She stopped whatever she was doing and applied pressure on her wound with a paper towel She raised her finger for a fe
The room remained silent, with all eyes fixed on Adrian and Mr. Sam. Tension hung heavily in the air, and it seemed that Adrian's reaction had caused sudden outburst in the club. Mr Sam dragged on his cigarette as he sprang to his feet. He walked up to Adrian and said, “You can't just waltz in here and question my leadership, Adrian. You have no right to question whatever I do.” He repeated, his voice dripping with venom.Adrian stood his ground, his eyes locked on Mr. Sam. "Of course I have every fucking right, Mr. Sam. I have every right when it comes to Amanda. You're using an innocent girl like her just to gain control. And what if she's Mr. Finn's daughter?! What if she is? You have no fucking right to do what you did!!”The room erupted into chaos, with some members siding with Adrian and others defending Mr. Sam. The air was thick with tension, and it seemed that the club was on the brink of imploding.Adrian's eyes scanned the room, taking in the faces of his brothers. He h
Adrian dialed Amanda's number for the umpteen. time but it wasn't going through. He hissed in frustration before banging his fist on the wall. Exhaling deeply, he shoved his fingers into his crew cut,his back resting against the wall. His butt landed on the floor as a feeling of despair gnawed at him.“I never knew this would happen…” He mumbled, his face etched with regret as he stole a glance at his reflection in the mirror He squared his shoulders and fixed his gaze at his knuckles which were starting to bleed. He had been punching the wall out of frustration each time his attempt to get her response failed.“I love you, Amanda. I really do.. I know I approached you because of a bet .But everything changed when I got to know you. You're an incredible person, and I fell deeply in love with you. I was wrong to start things with a bet, but I'm willing to do whatever it takes to make it right and prove my love to you.”. Adrian spoke, his voice filled with determination.His gaze fell
“What is that, Amanda?” Sabrina, her mother, asked, her face imprinted with concern. She trudged towards her, dropping the knitted cloth in her hand on the sofa. Mia, whose attention was on the movie she was watching, paused to look at them when she noticed something was wrong. She sprang to her feet, her eyes holding a hint of concern.“What is it, Amanda?” She asked.Amanda's eyes widened as she stared at the paper, her mind racing with questions. "Mom, what does this mean?" she asked, her voice shaking slightly as her gaze drifted to Sabrina.Sabrina's face had turned pale, and she looked like she had been punched in the gut. "I...I don't know, Amanda," she stammered. "I have no idea who could have sent this or why."“Let me have a look at it. What does it say?” Sabrina mumbled as she took the paper from her.She swallowed the lump in her throat as she read the content.Amanda's eyes scanned the paper again, her heart sinking as she read between the lines: "Mr. Finn, President of
“I understand your decision to spend the vacation at your mom's place. Just ensure you call me if you need anything,” Charlotte mumbled, placing her hand on Amanda's shoulders with a look of concern on her face. Amanda pushed back her tears and managed to nod, her heart feeling heavy with a mixture of emotions.Her phone buzzed Incessantly, piercing the thick silence that had ensued. She took it out of her pocket to see who it was that had called her.A sigh escaped her lips when her gaze locked on the caller ID on the screen. She slid the phone back into her pocket, ignoring the subsequent calls, her face etched with determination.“Who is that?” Charlotte asked, concerned.“It's Adrian. He wants to speak to me but I'm not willing to respond or say anything to him. I just want some space.” Amanda mumbled, nibbling at her lower lips.“I totally understand.. It's okay if you don't want to pick his call.” Charlie spoke as she went into the kitchen. Opening the fridge, she took a bottle
Amanda got home, her mind swirling with unanswered questions. Tears welled up in her eyes as she sprinted out of the apartment, her heart heavy with betrayal. Adrian called after her, his voice cutting through the thick silence. Wiping her tears with the back of her palms, she increased her pace, her heart thudding frantically against her ribcage.Hot tears streamed down her cheeks when she recalled how Carl had kissed some lady back there. She struggled to believe any of it.Carl's betrayal and Adrian's true intent on approaching her. Now she only had one belief — Their love for her wasn't genuine as they had claimed.It was all a facade after all.Amanda's phone buzzed incessantly in her pocket, breaking the solitude. She paused on her tracks to see who it was.“Charlotte..” She whispered, her breath coming out in ragged breaths as she struggled to hold back her tears.“Hi Amanda. How are you doing? I wanted to ask if you'd be coming over tonight..” Charlotte asked as soon as she
Amanda swallowed the heavy lump in her throat as Hilary spun around to leave. She could feel the weight of her departure in every movement she made..Hilary got into the restaurant, a bright smile on her face as she approached her peers.Her companion, a girl with a curious expression, raises an eyebrow. "Hilary, what's going on? What did you do to Amanda?" Hilary's smile widens, and she leans in, a conspiratorial whisper escaping her lips. "Let's just say I might have accidentally spilled the beans about Adrian's little bet…”“What!” Paige exclaimed, her eyes going wide.“I didn't reveal the truth yet but just gave her a little hint. I can't wait to see how devastated she'll be when Adrian finally breaks her heart,” Hilary confessed as she reclined on her chair.She took her glass of whiskey, and had a toast with the rest, sealing the moment.As she sipped from her drink, she fixed her gaze at Carl and Adrian whose faces were adorned with smiles as they conversed with each other.W