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I stared back at the man who's still fast asleep and after I found a polo shirt that fits my entire body, I cursed myself a couple of times, quickly puts it on, and then sped off regardless of how my vulva is still aching. "Damn it all!" I cussed loudly while running like a mad child. I am Amanda Urduja. My life is filled with illegal work and lavishes, but I've never messed up a task this badly. This is the first time I've messed up; I swear.

Amanda's excitement was palpable as she shared her plans. "It does. I can't wait for you to start," Christiana responded, genuinely happy for her friend. "I can't wait too. You know you should keep your options open. There's Vanguard, you can work as an editor at publishing companies, start your own blog, or even work at NTA as a news caster. There's so much you can do, and I see how you limit yourself. Sorry for saying that; I don't..." Amanda quickly apologized, fearing she might have overstepped.

Chapter Four - First Person’s Perspective - ~Amanda~ I walked away from Carlos with a smirk forming at the corners my lips, taking in every second of the encounter with delight and satisfaction. The confusion in his eyes, the hint of regret flashing across his face, the hurt he couldn’t quite mask—it was everything I wanted. No, everything I needed. The power I felt in that moment was intoxicating. I had envisioned this scene for years, rehearsed it in my mind countless times. Matter of fact,

But at least, I know where she stays now. I comforted myself, there is nothing without a solution in this world. My guard came to me. “Speak” He squatted beside me and whispered “Ms Amanda has just arrived and she is standing not too far” Oh my goodness! My heart felt a rush of joy, one that is priceless. I looked around stylishly and I saw her. Amanda's POV Like the most anticipated end of the year festival, Judy's Hunting party was finally here. The atmosphere was a grace of beauty, it reeks of celebration and anticipation. I was eagerly waiting for what the day held for me and how the hunting would unfold.

publishes on a Tuesday in September, and by Friday it’s hit every major bestseller list, climbing higher each day as word spreads across social media and book clubs and survivor networks. Grace finally went down for the night after three stories and two glasses of water, and now Amelia and I are curled up on the couch in the living room, her laptop balanced between us as she scrolls through the flood of messages still pouring in. Her phone hasn’t stopped buzzing all week. She had to turn off most notifications just to function, but now, in the quiet of the evening, she’s reading through everything—interview requests, speaking invitations, and message after message from readers. “Love, look a

Answering supporters and sympathizers in the chat, she said, "Don't worry; I'll survive. I'll give birth and take a DNA test with Nelson. If it helps stop more girls from getting hurt, I'll be the first to stand up." Her words hit the mark. Donations, virtual gifts, and support messages flooded in. Fiona even started selling products during her streams, claiming she was saving for the court fight against me. Some coworkers I got along with couldn't stomach it and decided to push back. Someone uploaded the video of loan sharks collecting at Fiona's place. A small group of rational netizens spoke up for me. [How could you trust a serial liar?] [She slept with a guy just to get a loan. What doe

The girls were exclaiming in admiration. “How is it? Amelia, I made this cake especially for you,” Leo said. “Thank you, Leo!” Amelia said gratefully. “Me too. I spent a lot of time and effort getting this private room! Fuller Golden Sands is the best entertainment center in River City and you can’t book such a big private room without some connections,” another one of the protectors, Jacob, said, taking credit for his achievements. “Thank you so much, Jacob!” Amelia quickly thanked him too.

Everyone in the room quickly took notice and they all simmered down. Maxwell used that opportunity to introduce himself to the nurse behind the counter and to find out exactly where they were taking his wife and daughter. He waited patiently for the nurse to gather his information, as Edward and Amanda entered the lobby. They were immediately recognized by the other's in the waiting room, causing another uproar of noise and commotion. Amanda was noticed everywhere she went because she was the author of a book series that had suddenly become very popular, and recently had gone viral. Maxwell rolled his eyes dramatically, and then he smiled at the nurse as he took the paper with the informatio

😲😲 Who is Amanda running from? Could this be the reason she is damn cold. Let's found out in the next chapter.

Amanda is like a crazy person…because when they got out of the elevator…when they arrived, she had already attacked Sandro with kisses…even when the door to their room is opened… Amanda is completely naked. Sandro rinsed him…and Amanda trailed behind him. The fierce woman washed hers…cleaned it then dried it with a towel. “You seem very skilled in this field… how many women have you fucked?” Amanda asked sarcastically. “I travel the world..and spend my time in some country nightclubs with exotic women…though it's undeniable…you're much wilder than all of them. You get the title of the wildest woman I've ever fucked." "Huh.. should I be proud? I did it just to relieve stress… just be careful