Pov: AMANDAWe sat by the same spot I had just been with Jake. Brent was different; calm and stern while Jake was jovial and lovable.I could also see pain in Brent's eyes but all those were not my concern. I could not bother myself with any of those details. I only needed to get my future arranged by playing my act of seduction properly till he gave in and began to desire marriage."How are you doing, Amanda"? He asked nonchalantly."I am fine, Mr Brent. Did not expect you to be here".I lied. I was here because I knew he would be here, I was here to play my cards."Same here"... He groaned, almost avoiding my eyes.He ordered drinks for us and we tried to rise past our last experience to make small conversations."Do you have anywhere you ought to be, cos I don't plan on letting you go, just yet".I smiled from the corners of my lips. Something about him was attractive, I could not figure that out yet."Nowhere yet", I gawked at him, "but you must remember I am quite pricey"."We ar
AMANDA (POV)Take it or leave it, the man was either crazy or plain stupid because once again, he played into my hands and I could not believe it."Marry me Amanda; I want to make you my wife."His eagerness, his pleas and the fervency of his request got me asking what he was rushing for. It was not as though I was not happy that he was asking, after all this was what Wolf sent me to achieve but the urgency was my fear."Of all the ladies that meet your class, your kind, the presentable socialite women on their high horses, why did it have to be me, Brent Kenilworth?"He was silent.He said absolutely nothing, totally ignoring my mockery of his speech. I wanted to be his nightmare, mocking him but I ended up being the mocked because he totally ignored my statement and moved on with his proposal."As my wife, you will get exotic vacations, beautiful dresses and jewelries and most of all, a monthly allowance of at least $20 000. How does that sound?"His arrogance almost peeled my skin
BRENT POV"Assistant Director?" I asked with my mouth agape. This woman was beginning to get on my nerves, truly. She was getting ahead of herself and I was becoming impatient. Her ego was sticking out on me like a sore thumb and it was sweeping off my patience because I was also full of ego and arrogance. Yet, I had to time down my anger."Don't you think you sound ridiculous to asking to be my Assistant Director?" I asked calmly, trying my best to maintain some level of sanity."Ridiculous? How, Mr. Brent? Am I not supposed to be your wife?" She asked with a smile that seemed to mock me. "If we have to play the act, they we should play our part well. This would make it even more convincing; the way I see it."On one hand, she was talking gibberish but on another, she had some valid points. However, I was not willing to take such a risk with a woman whose background was unknown to me."Miss Amanda, I understand that you are doing this for my interest but I cannot take such a risk. I
THIRD PERSON POV The clouds were dense and lightning kept flashing across the skylines. Amanda was shivering in the car as they drove back to the hotel where she was reportedly lodged. She did not want him to know that she was lodged in the same hotel where they just met, because it would seem as though she has been trailing him. So she lied about it.They were surrounded by an awkward silence, except for the breeze coming through the windows and the sound of the moving vehicle. Brent was exhausted and she was calm. They did not say much to each other.When they approached the hotel she claimed she was staying, Brent pulled up in fron of it."Can I have you phone contact?" He asked sluggishly.She took his phone and inputed her number and then she dialed herself before returning the phone to him."Do you need anything?" he asked casually.She needed money to jump into a taxi and go right back to her actual hotel but her pride would not let her so she shook her head and said " no, I
Timeless Lounge,3:amThe night air filled Brent's lungs and he found himself shivering underneath his heavy clothing. He was standing under the tree shade close to the lounge, puffing on a cigarette. Every smoke inhaled sent warmth to his chest but not to his heart. As he stood, scanning the streets that seemed as cold dead and still as a mortuary, safe for the sound of music blasting into the night from the stuffy lounge; he noticed a small figure at a distance walking up in his direction.From the Shadow, he could tell it was a lady. She had taken the bend that would bring her straight to the lounge. She looked damn too hot for a night hawker. Her curves stood out beneath her sweatshirts and leather pants. Her blonde hair glowed in resonance with the moonlight. She was such a beauty. She walked up to him and muttered a greeting and walked past her into the lounge. Brent held her wrist slightly to draw her attention."Hey_______" Brent called out with the most awkward voice, whisked
Worth Luxury Apartments.Brent and Amanda drove into the apartment building and parked in the garage. It was in the early hours of the morning. The streets were becoming aglow with lights from stores and shops. The large bakery at the end of the boulevard was already up and functional. The aroma of the milky bread filled the dawn air; it smelt of milk and butter and a little bit of cheese."Do I smell bread? Like straight from the factory kind of bread"?Brent looked down at her with a jerky smile."Are you a bread lover"?Her eyes lit up with excitement and for the first time, he could see an expression on her face."Oh yes! Absolutely"! She replied excitedly."Hmm_____I find that interesting; because I wait up hours to be the first buyer. They will deliver some loaves to me once it is all done ".Amanda's eyes widened with excitement."Oh wooowiii! I could fall in love with you right now". She says that with a shabby look and he can tell she does not mean a word. He just scoffed at
"Stay down lady! I will put a few bullets through your brains if you do not stay the hell down"! The man was fuming. Sweat trickled down his burrows. Amanda was resistant and would not allow herself to be held hostage in the vehicle. She kept pushing and tossing herself over and again, twisting and twirling. "Let me go! I don't know you. I have no business with you". Hot tears trickled down her swollen cheeks. The men holding her in the car had smacked her face countless times and it was swollen and reddish. She was dealing with pain. "Stuff a cloth into her mouth "one of the men suggested. "I need to tie her hands first. She is such a trouble breed"the one holding her down replied. Amanda squeezed her hands and wrists while they tried to put a cord around them. "Stop! Stop it! She yelled. "Who do you work for"? She asked with a panic-stricken voice. The man on the wheels looked at her through the rear mirror. She could recognize him. He was Wolf's driver. At that moment, she
The Worth's MansionThe hallway smelt of freshly baked pastries. The alluring aroma filled Brent's nose; an easy way to know he was now in his home. He could hear the chattering of his family and some extra voices, would be some visitors. He could hear the excitement in their voices and his heart broke when he remembered he would be a reason for them to feel unhappy.He took a deep breath and walked into the living room.His father, Bradley Kenilworth noticed his entrance."Hey, son____you are here". He put out his hand and Brent took and his father drew him closer in a brief hug. "How are you doing Dad"?"Great! Good as new". His mum called out to him from where she sat, opening her arms to receive her beloved son. Brent walked over to her and sat beside her before falling into her fragile arms. He planted kisses all over her face and she giggled."I missed you Mama_____i didn't know I would be gone for this long"."I missed you too Brent. How are you?"Brent nodded while responding