Still at the Ronaldo's mansion~~~Tension lingered in the air, the silence sharp and suffocating. The woman in a black sheath dress still could not believe the information she had received from her secretary. She had a black lipstick on her lips and her dark raven hair hung freely around her neck. Golden accessories dangled on her body, an air of wealth surrounding her."Get me everything you can find on Amanda Greyson," the woman barked at the man, her voice dripping with venom."Yes, ma'am," the man replied, nodding hastily before scurrying off. She settled on the sofa, crossing her legs on top of the other..the coffee on the table was left untouched and the steam had faded completely since it was now cold.The woman's gaze lingered on the phone's screen, her mind racing with thoughts of Adrian and this Amanda girl.As she waited for the man to return with the information, the woman's thoughts drifted back to her past.The woman's eyes narrowed as she thought about her son, Adrian. T
At Texas university ~Adrian was still in the recovery process and Amanda has been increasingly worried. Although there are high chances of his recovery, she still blamed herself for what happened.Her breaths came out in ragged breaths, a sense of panic creeping in. What she hoped for at the moment was Adrian's full recovery She moved around, her pacing frantic with various thoughts swirling through her mind.Her thoughts drifted to everything Hilary said about Adrian using her. If he truly wasn't interested in her, he wouldn't have endangered himself by going to the extreme just to have herOr maybe, he was just obsessed with her and never loved her..Gosh..she shouldn't even be thinking about this at the moment As she switched on her phone and went online, she saw a lot of rude comments on the video of the accident. Some set of girls blamed her for it. Their mean comments hurt like a dagger driven into her chest.She saw how they hurled insults at her, calling her names.She felt
Mrs. Ronaldo stepped out of her sleek black car and onto the campus of Texas University. She was a woman on a mission, driven by a fierce determination to protect her son. Adrian's accident had left her shaken, and she was convinced that he was to blame as well as Amanda.As she walked through the campus, Mrs. Ronaldo's eyes scanned the crowds of students, searching for Amanda.Spencer, the man standing beside her, shifted his gaze to her and suggested, “I think you should see Adrian first before going to meet Amanda.”“Yeah. You're right. My son comes first,” she replied, taking her shade out of her bag and wearing it on her face to hide her identity from the crowd of students passing byMost of them couldn't take their eyes off her..she was in a deep blue dress which accentuated her curves, making her look like she was in her youth She had a rich blush on her face with several expensive glistening jewelries adorning herThe girls couldn't take their eyes off her as she walked gracef
After Mrs Ronaldo had left, Amanda felt a sense of uneasiness gnawed at her..she never knew Adrian's mom was this controlling, manipulative and overprotective. She wants to protect Adrian at all costs. Well, Amanda wouldn't blame her. She was doing what every mother would do but she just looked a little rude and unpleasant. She often glances at Amanda with disgust..the last statement she made was what crushed Amanda completely. When she had gotten on her feet, she asked what exactly did her son see in someone like her?Those words of hers left Amanda with an empty feeling. They were like deep wounds on her heart, a reminder of her unwanted presence or match for her son.Amanda trudged through the winding corridors of the university, her heart pounding in her chest. She reflected on everything everyone had saidFirst, Hilary had told her that her relationship with Adrian wouldn't last because she was certain that he never was interested in her.She had also stated that Adrain only got
He flicked her ear and whispered, “Moan my name..”“No, Adrian. I'm - I'm here to see you because I have something important to tell you.” “Oh really?” Adrian asked, a smirk on his face.“Yeah” Amanda replied, her voice near a whisper with her heart racing faster than ever.“Before I tell you anything, allow me to help with your dressing,” Amanda said, taking her gaze to the bandage in his arm.Adrian winced in pain as she touched his injured arm, but his eyes never left hers. He stared at her affectionately, his gaze filled with love and adoration.Amanda's heart skipped a beat as she met his gaze. She felt a pang of guilt and sadness, knowing what she was about to do.As she finished helping him with his bandages, Amanda took a deep breath and reached for his hand. But instead of holding it, she gently pulled her own hand away."Adrian, we need to talk," she said, her voice firm but gentle with her expression shifting to a serious demeanor.Adrian's smile faltered, and he looked at
It's been two days since Adrian's mom gave Amanda those warnings to stay away from Adrian. After seeing Mr Ralph that evening, she went to the hostel, her heart heavy with guilt and several emotions overwhelming her. Her phone buzzed incessantly in her bag. She couldn't even go on-line because the news had been buzzing with Adrian's accident and she didn't want to hear all the speculation and gossip surrounding it.She reached for the door knob and after hesitating, she pushed the door forward and stepped in, her gaze flying around.“Charlotte! Melanie!” She called when she noticed how quiet the room was Dropping her bag on the cough, she strolled into the other rooms and the bathroom to see if either of them was thereShe stifled a gasp when she spun around and saw Charlotte's penetrating gaze on herAmanda's heart skipped a beat, a smile on her face as she replied, “Gosh! You frightened me!”“Did I?” Charlotte asked, crossing her arm while Melanie sighed and dunk on the couch..She
At the wild Hogs clubhouse ~Blaring music played in the background. Roger and Justin, some of the members, eyed some sexy customers as they walked into the bar. Roger left the stripper he was with just to have a conversation with the pretty doll-like lady who was in a dress that barely covers her body. Her face looked like she's done a ton of surgery to keep them in place.Carl rolled his eyes, clearly upset about not receiving any reply for Amanda for two days now. She hasn't been picking his calls and he wondered why she was acting so strange Was she avoiding him? Is she angry with him for racing against Adrian? Is she angry that he won against Adrian?.He thought, caressing his chin as he leaned against a chair.As a stripper walked up to him, he shot her a glare,and she didn't have to think twice before leaving him.Carl can be scary wherever he's angry.Carl's fingers flew across the keypad of his phone as he dialed Amanda's number for what felt like the hundredth time. He had
“What is it, Amanda?” Carl asked, leaning against the wall with his arms folded.“I've been thinking a lot about us, about our relationship, and... I think it's best if we end everything and just pretend like we never knew each other."Amanda revealed, her words hanging heavily in the air, causing Carl to widen his eyes.He stared at her, hoping he misheard her but the serious expression on her face says otherwise.Carl's world came crashing down around him. He felt like he had been punched in the gut, like all the air had been sucked out of him. He couldn't believe what he was hearing."Amanda, what are you talking about? We're good together, we have something special. Why should we just act like there's nothing between us? What - what is making you say this, Amanda? Is it because of Adrian?”“No, Carl. It's not because of Adrian.” Amanda replied, her lips trembling.Carl gazed at her keenly, curious to know why she made such a request out of the blue.“If it's not because of Adrian
Amanda's eyes scanned the nightclub, her gaze settling on a group of girls dancing and laughing together. She recognized them as the notorious "Bad Girls Club," known for their wild parties and carefree attitude.Amanda's lips curled into a sly smile as she made her way towards them. She had always been drawn to their fearless and uninhibited energy.As she approached, the girls turned to her, their eyes sparkling with excitement. "Amanda, girl! We've missed you!" one of them exclaimed, pulling her into a tight hug.Amanda laughed, feeling a sense of belonging among these girls. They didn't judge her, and they didn't care about her past. All they cared about was living in the moment and having fun.The night wore on, with Amanda and the Bad Girls Club dancing, drinking, and laughing together. They were a whirlwind of energy and excitement, and Amanda felt alive, free from the burdens of her past.As the night lingered, Amanda found herself letting go of her past, losing herself in the
Darkness loomed around with shadows lengthening outside. The only source of lights were those from the noisy clubhouses, pubs, hotels, shops and streetlights. The moon casted a warm glow, its reflection mirroring in placid lakes and other surfaces. Carl angrily swiped his phone and slid it into his pocket. He slid his fingers into his hair, a sigh of frustration escaping his lips.After his conversation with Amanda, he felt somewhat disappointed and furious. She had changed so much… Not only does she not want anything to do with him, she's so enthusiastic to do things she has never done before.He paused in his track to stare at his reflection in the mirror “Shit!” He cussed, clenching his fist at both sides.“When will this ever end?” He asked himself, shoving some few strands of his hair backwards. When he recalled how Amanda had told him not to meddle in her affairs, he got extremely jealous and envious Creasing his brows, he massaged his jaw as several thoughts crossed his mind.
It's been weeks but Amanda still couldn't get over her emotional turmoil. Ever since she saw Melanie, she couldn't help but think about how she had BETRAYED her. Melanie was someone she loved the most, someone she confided in. If she could easily betray her then she wouldn't think twice before doing worse. She thought about her mom and the secrets she had long hidden from her. She thought about Mr Finn who turned out to be her biological father.Her mind drifted to Adrian and Carl. She wouldn't forget Adrian's intent of approaching her because of the bet he made with his friends.Why does everyone treat her in this manner? She has done nothing wrong to deserve this.Her phone vibrated as it chimed incessantly on the table. Amanda sighed as she stared at the caller ID.“Carl,” She whispered and sighed. She didn't want to pick it at first but when the phone kept ringing, she forced herself to pick it.“Hi, Amanda. It's me, Carl. Please, I'd love to see you. Where are you?” Carl asked,
Amanda returned late that evening in a drunken state. After her encounter with Mr. Finn, she had gone to a bar to drink and to drown her sorrows and forget, if only for a little while. After leaving the bar, she boarded a cab down to the hostel.Her body reeked of alcohol. She couldn't even recollect the number of drinks she consumed. All she knew was that she kept drinking and ordering for more drinks. Ding dong! She pressed the doorbell and leaned against the wall, her mind reeling from the conversation she made with Mr. Finn earlier today. The door opened after a while. Charlotte was so excited to see her. She scrunched her face and creased her brows when she realised that Amanda reeked of alcohol. “Have you been drinking again?” She asked, her voice barely above a whisper.Amanda smiled briefly as she walked in, her steps controlled. She squinted as the bright light of the TV pierced through her hungover haze, making her head throb in protest. She had just returned from a diml
Mr Finn stood dazed, stupefied and speechless as Amanda's questions hung heavily in the air. It was as if she was directly attacking him because she knew something wasn't right. Or maybe, she was starting to suspect something. Or worse, she found out the truth that he was her biological father. Mr. Finn swallowed the lump in his throat and exhaled deeply. He took a step forward, his bluish eyes piercing into hers.Nodding, he replies, “I don't know what it is you're trying to ask, Amanda. I don't understand why you're also trying to prove or ask a lot of questions about me? It's just kinda strange because it's the first time you're talking to me and seeing you ask me these questions feels off. Is there something you probably want to tell me?”Mr Finn questioned, his lips thinning as he awaited her response. Amanda went mute as she contemplated whether to reveal the truth to him or not. Whether to tell him about the past…Silence hung in the air, sharp and suffocating.Amanda gulped do
“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