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The younger woman said, eyeing Renee from head to toe. She got up and walked around the table to scan Renee well and when she was satisfied, she walked back to her seat. "Damn mom, she really looks like Maya...I think she is Maya," the woman told her mother who just rolled her eyes. "Yes Amanda, she IS Maya, don't tell me you're buying that "I'm Maya's twin sister" trash," Amanda's mom rolled her eyes. "Look why are you here? How come you're still alive? We saw it all over the news the day you died," Amanda said.

Her silk robe probably costs more than Carlton's college tuition. A maid—young, practiced, invisible—pours white wine into her glass with the precision of someone who's performed this ritual a thousand times. Delinda doesn't acknowledge her. The girl might as well be furniture. Amanda sits across from me, her legs crossed beneath the table, her expression carefully neutral in that way that screams she's paying attention to everything. She's sixteen and already dangerous in ways that would terrify most people. She terrifies me sometimes. It's 8:47 AM.

Just wow! Where do I start from now? But something I quite understood was that she's a member of the crimson pack, that's enough to raise suspicions. "Okay follow me, we need to see someone." I beckoned to Amanda and stretched out my hands for her to grab. While walking out of my room, I questioned her. " How old are you Amanda?" "I'm six years old." Woah! How can a six year old child be this smart? "Stand right here Amanda." I said to her when I got to Draco's office I guess.

The girls mostly rolled their eyes at the guys behaviour, I found it adorable how concerned they were for our safety. We browsed through Forever 21 picking items for ourselves and each other while they all told me a little about their lives. Amanda is 17, she has natural Platinum blonde hair and enticing grey eyes, her personality is far from what you would expect though; she is bubbly, loud and straight forward. At first she comes off as rude, but I could tell that she meant well.

On the other hand, Amanda is an insanely hot MILF, and that's a fact. When I first saw Amanda, it instantly made perfect sense to me that she was Deb's mom: the physical resemblance was uncanny, in the sense that Deb looks exactly like a younger version of her mother, except for the fact that now, in her late middle age, Amanda is even curvier and more voluptuous than my sweet Debs. I won't lie: every time I see Amanda, it's very hard for me not to stare at her epic mommy-rump, which is just as round, plump and heart-shaped as Deb's fabulous bubble-butt, just a little bigger and bouncier. Also, her tits are absolutely crazy: based on a rough estimate (judging by the fact that Deb's boobs are

She says as she rises to her feet and sees the looks on our faces. " Just last week, you wouldn't stop rambling about your sexual escapades with a certain Timothy! "Phoebe notes. "Five days is a long time. I need my batteries charged. "Amanda replies, and Sia slaps her forehead with her palm. " Whatever girl, stay safe. "Phoebe replies. "And don't forget protection. "Audrey yells at Amanda who's already rushing out of the house. "I don't need that sh*t. I've got me covered. "Amanda calls back before slamming the door after her, and I roll my eyes.

When she was pushed by Michelle earlier, the old lady almost fell to the ground. She couldn’t believe what she was seeing. The beauty in Yowell Group had rushed over to the table with Amanda's friends to join them. She seemed to be quite close with them too. The color drained from the old lady’s face. She felt that something bad was about to befall on their family. Jaxon was appalled as well, he turned to Amanda and asked, “Amanda, who is that guy?” Amanda had been living in California, so she more or less knew what had happened to Alex in recent years.

Jake's POV Jake Green looks at his ex-fiance. She has become much more mature, and looking at Amanda, he can see that she has grown in character, and she seems much more than a woman than Amanda, who still acts and looks like a teenager. Amanda goes for facials and manicures, and pedicures the whole time. She even had some plastic surgery done on her face to stay young. It does not fit a woman her age. The clothing that she wears is also much too young for her age. That is why nobody is taking her seriously as an attorney. She also tries to use a look to influence the jury and judges in court, which is not helping our firm's reputation. She keeps flirting with our male clients, and it pisses

I threw the papers far from me. Why can't she f-c-ing leave me alone... It's my career not hers😒 I wish Amanda is here. She can help me cool off. ⏰NEXT DAY⏰ 🏡Amanda's pov: I woke up and found a tiny piece of paper in my hand. How did that get here? I unfolded it and read the content. *📝Am crazy over you. I don't think I can ever live if I don't see you each day📝*

Giving the ceiling her full attention as the gears in her head come up with a million thoughts. "But if it makes you feel good, I don't remember her name." It's kind of sad, how I remember every detail of how I lost my virginity except for the fact that I don't remember the girls name. "It's okay..." Amanda says softly while keeping her eyes glued to the ceiling. Is it though? Amanda opens her mouth to speak again, but this time she turns her head to me and her blue eyes hold all the mixed emotions that she's feeling when she says, "Because I do."