Carl's breath caught in his throat and his hand trembled as he held the envelope which contained Amanda's hair. He felt a pang of guilt and restlessness gnawing at his chest for what he did. He felt bad about doing this without her consent but there wasn't any backing down now. He has to proceed and complete what he's started.He took a deep breath and walked into Mr. Finn's office. “Here.. I have It with me…” He mumbled, dragging a chair so he could sit on it. The scraping sound of the chair against the tiled floor pierced the silence. Carl reclined, trying to shake away the feeling of guilt that clung onto him.“I'm sorry for putting you through this stress, Carl.” Mr. Finn whispered as he took the envelope from him, a melancholic smile tugged at his lips Carl sighed, rubbing his temple with his fingers.“Whatever the result is. You need to accept it that way.. also…” He paused, his lips thinning..“She must have no clue about what I did..” Carl said, a hint of warning in his voi
Carl rode his bike, swerving at several angles just to keep up with his pace.. He was curious to find out the reasons behind Melanie's tears. He had never seen her cry before and his curiosity was piqued.He followed the cab at a safe distance, careful not to be seen. After some minutes of driving, the cab pulled up at the front of a small café. Carl watched as Melanie alighted and paid her transport fare before walking into the café He alighted from his bike and parked it by a corner. Taking off his helmet, he swayed his hair and stared at his reflection in the glass building. He took his gaze back to Melanie who pushed the door open.He was curious to know what was wrong with her. He kept his helmet aside and walked in as well, his gaze flying around in search of her.And then, he spotted her sitting at a far end, sipping a cup of coffee. Carl walked over to her and her eyes went wide when she locked eyes with himHer breath hitched in her throat and she quickly wiped her tears wit
Carl sprang to his feet, his eyes wide with shock when he heard what Adrian said. Carl's eyes widened in shock as he processed Adrian's revelation. "Your mom threatened Amanda?" he repeated, his voice low and even.Adrian's voice was laced with frustration. "Yeah, I just found out. Apparently, she's been manipulating things from behind the scenes, trying to keep Amanda and me apart."Carl's mind was racing. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. "Why would your mom do that?" he asked, trying to understand the motivations behind Adrian's mother's actions.Adrian sighed. "I don't know, but I'm going to find out. I need to talk to Amanda, explain everything to her and apologize for my mom's behavior."Carl nodded in agreement. "You need to make things right, Adrian. But you also need to be careful. If your mom is involved, things could get complicated. Also, how did you get to know that she was involved in it?”“I caught one of her workers spying on me..these past few months, I've bee
Adrian and Carl exchanged a brief glance before taking their gaze back to Amanda. For once, their rivalry seemed to take a backseat as they united in their concern for her."Hey, are you sure you're okay, Amanda?” Adrian asked nicely, his face filled with worry.Amanda nodded slowly, forcing a smile on her lips. She adjusted herself on her seat and replied, “I can assure you both that I'm fine….” “I just need some time alone..” She added, stretching her hand towards the whiskey but to her surprise, Carl took it away from her.“No more drinks, Amanda. We know you need some time alone but we have something important to tell you.” Adrian spoke by her left. She turned her gaze towards, her eyes brimming with curiosity Sighing, she slipped her fingers into her caramel blonde hair.“I'm listening…” She replied, her voice near a whisper.“Amanda. I know why you ended things with us..” Adrian started, his voice calm, eyes seeing through her.Her brows creased as she rubbed her eyes, strugg
Amanda's question hung in the air, unanswered. Adrian swallows hard as he stares at her through the rearview mirror. Amanda giggled and plunged her head on the headrest, her laughter like a melody in Carl's ears .He stares at her affectionately but he was still curious to know who she confessed her feelings to.Was it he she was referring to or to Adrian?Adrian's eyes were fixed on her, his expression soft and gentle. He was the one driving. Amanda rests her head on Carl's shoulder, a warm smile on her face.“I feel great to be with the two of you…” She slurred, flicking her gaze at the two of themCarl nodded, and Amanda's heart pounded as she felt the weight of their collective gaze “Do you want to know who I love?” She asked in her drunk state, her voice cutting through the thick silence Carl listened intently, his eyes burning with intensity.He smiled as he slid his hands into her smooth blonde hair, a hint of affection in his eyes.Adrian steered the wheels, and although he
Amanda's eyes locked onto Adrian's, her gaze burning with intensity. Without warning, she pushed him onto the bed, her hands roaming across his chest. Adrian's eyes widened in surprise, but he didn't resist. She smirked as she stayed on top of him, trailing her fingers on his broad chest. His chest rose and fell in a gentle rhythm, hypnotizing her. The air was thick with anticipation. Adrian's bluish eyes bored into Amanda, a hint of desire in them as he waited for her next move Carl swallowed his lump as he stood frozen in his place. He didn't expect that Amanda would make this bold move. He held his breath and clenched his fist tightly; he wished he was the one she was showing those affection to.His eyes burned with something – Longing, desire, surprise or mostly, jealousy.Amanda shoved her fingers into Adrian's crewcut, a smile tugged at her lips.Goosebumps appeared on Adrian's body as she caressed his broad chest."I want to taste you," she whispered, her breath sending shive
Carl lifted Amanda up and she smiled before kissing him gently on the lips. His hands caressed her thighs, and she could feel a spark and a tingling feeling within her.Carl's hands were securely around Amanda's neck as he bent her head and enthusiastically licked and sucked her lips. He ravaged her tongue and lips with sucks that made her squirm in ecstasy. He allowed her endearing taste to flow in his body, igniting a jerk in his length. She was too appetizing and he wasn't ready to let go. Amanda flung her hands around his neck, shifting to meet up with his pace of kissing. She moved one of her hands back to his cheek and the other one shoved into his soft hair, "Carl...." She mewled, her stomach churning as her core got drenched with aroused liquids. "You taste heavenly, Amanda.” Carl inhaled and carefully withdrew his lips from hers, allowing them to catch their breath. Their foreheads leaned slightly against each other. He pecked her swollen lips and looked at her with intens
Carl pulled out and tugged her on her knees while she held the wall for support when he thrust deep inside her from the back. Her head tilted forward, and she leaned forward, precisely aligning her buttocks with his, his hands resting on her hip as he bangs her. He also spanked her for each thrust he made.The table she held for support made a faint creaking noise at each hard thrust from Carl.. He slammed into her continuously, not giving her time to savor each taste. A wave of excitement washed over her soul as Carl moved forward, his body inches from hers, and she wrapped her legs around him, drawing him closer.He grabbed her breasts, slapping them with a feather-like touch. "Get up," he groaned. "Yes, um.." her legs shivered as she stood up. He positioned his two hands on her lap, guiding her to slide her Pussy into his d**k. Amanda placed her hand on his chest and slowly followed his instructions. She jerked at the feeling of his tip teasing her core. They both winced at the
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