Divorced Ex-Luna Returns With Triplets

Amanda'S

POV

I sat quietly and still inside the car. I looked at Martins from the corner of my eye and the way his veins showed on his hands hinted that he was not just angry but had every thought to punish me tonight.

I couldn't stop the scoff that escaped from me. He cut a glare at me and I looked away. I let his father's parting words replay in my head again.

I don't like you but you are good for my son. I approve and make sure you don't ruin my reputation. Understood?

I rolled my eyes. I won't be ruining it because the relationship will be ending soon enough.

The car screeched to a halt and I looked around, finding the surroundings unfamiliar.

"Where are we, Martin? This is not the place I would be stopping." I said, turning to him but the man stepped out of the car. I watched him as he came over to my side and opened the door. Was he planning on dropping me here? No way would he do that to me!

"Martin!"

"Come out, Amanda!" He snapped, holding the door. I glared daggers at him, the angry fumes from him exuding. "Don't make me repeat myself, Amanda. I said get out!" He snarled.

With my chest heaving, I stepped out, lifting my chin. "And what the hell do you think you are doing? You cannot just tell me to come on a date with your father and abandon in a place that I... don't know." I drawled the last words as I saw the penthouse before me. "And who the hell owns this-"

He didn't allow me to finish what I was saying. He started for the door and I followed suit. I didn't know why he was angry. Because I stood up to his father? Oh, please! He should be thankful that I didn't pour the entire glass of wine on his face for being a stupid jerk.

"And what the hell is happening, Martin? If you think you are the only one who can get angry, I can too!" I sneered, slamming the door shut behind me.

He halted to a stop, tugging at his tie as he turned to me fully. His eyes were darkened in anger and he began to stalk me. I didn't back away but watched him stride to me.

"Firstly, you will not talk to me in that matter. Secondly, you were the one who came late when I told you that my father hated any sign of tardiness and lastly, you had the guts to defy my father! How dare you?!" He snapped at me. His jaw hardened as he paused before me.

"You... you don't know the weight of what you did. Do you think you can stand up to my father? You sat down because he fucking allowed you to! Do you know what he would have done to you for what you did?"

"Your career. Everything that you built with your sweat will crumble at just one call from him and you decide to play such a risky game. I told you to be reserved. To be demure but you refused to listen." He snorted. "You should be thankful that he didn't decide to ruin you because if he did, you would not be standing here!"

"And so? I didn't know you were this scared of your father, Martins. Tell me. What should I have done? Stand there like a dutiful girlfriend that I am not. Contract or not, I will never allow any stupid man to walk over me like that!" I retorted. "You stood there and watched your father demean me! And your mom? Oh, please. Don't let me go there. Let us assume I was your real girlfriend, Martin." I leaned forward, my eyes watching him closely. "Are you telling me that this is what I would have to go through? You're wicked and egoistic ass of a father? Oh, please. After this contract, make sure you stay single. Because if you don't, you are going to put other ladies in depression all because they love you." I added. I turned to my heels to exit but his voice stopped me. "He didn't accept any of them!"

My brows creased together as I spun around to him. "What?"

"None of the ladies I took to him were accepted. He rejected every one of them and since he didn't approve of us, they chose to break up with me." He said, slumping on the couch.

"He would say something to them and they would end up spilling the truth that I hired them. He wanted to test that theory today and I don't know what the result was." He pinched the bridge of his nostrils before lifting his tired gaze to me. "Amanda... the woman is not my mother. She is dead. She died in a fire accident when I was seventeen."

Oh.

I didn't know what to say so I let myself move to the couch and said nothing as he began to talk about himself.

"Ella Maine. She was the first girl I fell in love with and I had happily introduced her to my father. Stupid me." A sad smile crossed his lips. "He didn't say anything but to me, I thought he approved so I went on to get the engagement ring. A few weeks later, Ella approached me and told me she was pregnant."

"I was shocked. The funniest thing is that I never touched Ella. I respected her. I asked her who the child belonged and she said it belonged to my father." he let out a wry laugh.

"I was angry. I drank to a stupor. I refused to see her and stayed away from my father's house. I think I was staying with someone. I don't even remember anymore. Weeks later, my father's secretary came to fetch me. I was already tired but one thing I knew was that I hated my father for taking away the first girl I ever loved." He flicked his gaze to me.

"Ella... was the one sitting beside my father and her child... well, is dead."

My mouth parted but no words came out. I didn't know what to say because I didn't expect Martin to have such a past. Imagine losing your mom and when you thought you found bliss in another woman's arms, you lose her to your father. "Probably to compensate me, he gave me conditions to become his heir. He said that unless I found someone who was capable of loving me without being swayed, I should not think of inheriting the will." He explained. Now I see. So this was what he was going to get from the contract. His right to be an heir.

"And where do I come in?" I asked softly.

"Then I saw you. I knew instantly that you would help me. I initially planned to test you to see if you were strong enough to face my father but he just got impatient and I had to introduce you to him." He stated.

"And how will you be getting your inheritance because I don't seem to get this," I said. If he was to find a woman who would love him unconditionally like he said, I know that I was definitely not that woman. "Which drives me to the next point, Amanda. There's a probability that he would request that we get married to test our relationship."

"What? No way!" I hissed, jerking to my feet. "That was not part of the contract, Martins. You had better get your father under control." I picked up my purse and stomped out of his house. I ignored his calls and got into the cab that stopped before me.

I needed a drink or something right now. I turned o. my phone and saw Natalia's message that they were at the bar already. Maybe this was what I needed after Martins' ordeal.

Telling the cab that I would be getting down at the bar, I let myself reminisce over my meeting with his father. What sort of father was he? Taking his son's woman and making her lose her child. I know Martins didn't really expatiate on his mother's death but from the way he spoke about it. I knew there was something more to it.

It was none of my business.

His family's present was already enough to think about. I didn't want to add their sick past at all to the series of events going on in my life.