Divorced Ex-Luna Returns With Triplets
Chapter Eighty-Five: Meeting Martins

Nathaniel'S

POV

"Are you going to the runway show for Amanda?" Grayson asked as he placed a file on the table. I knew it was a report from the guards I had placed around Maurene.

I nodded, closing the last file I was working on and shut down the laptop. I looked up at him. "How is she?" He knew who I was talking about.

"She is fine. The kids are also fine." He said quietly.

"Any sign of Liam since the last time?" I asked, glancing at my wrist watch. I didn't want to be late for the event at all.

"Surprisingly, no." He shrugged.

I shook my head. He has not even tried to talk about meeting for the what he did after trying to get into my pack through an dead old man's name. He messed with the wrong person.

"Keep an eye on him and on Leila as well. She has her use and I don't want to miss it." I told him before exiting the office. Amanda had invited me to the runway show even when she knew I was a busy man. I rarely saw her in the pack but since the news of her relationship broke out, I guessed that she must have been spending some time with her boyfriend.

Not like it was my business but I was heavily concerned about her when it came to men. I didn't want what happened in the past to repeat itself again.

I walked into the venue used for the runway. Instantly, I saw one of Amanda's friends step out from the backstage and walk before us. People clapped for her before she disappeared into the backstage.

Someone I did not know came to me, asking me if I was Nathaniel Deluxe. I answered positively and she led me to the front seat. I muttered a thank you before focusing back on the model walking before us. I craned my neck to see who was coming next but it was not Amanda.

Is she here?

Was this venue she had given to me?

I was starting to doubt that I was at the right place because I knew Amanda would have loved to open the ceremony but it was all good. I wondered how she was even able to land such a huge job. This looked like something that only connection could get for her. Maybe her relationship with Martin helped her. As for that guy...

Finally, the models were starting to come out altogether, and yet Amanda was nowhere to be seen. What sort of prank was this?

From my peripheral, I could see people already whispering, probably talking about her. I picked out my phone to ask for her whereabouts when the lights suddenly went off and gasps filled the hall. Thank goodness for the sharp sight in the dark. She was standing just before the backstage, looking so elegant and commanding.

Surprised gasps and dreamy eyes stared at her, every heads was in her direction as she began to make her way through the center. Everyone watched the steps she took, the way she toot them, how she moved with so much grace and elegance.

If there was one thing Amanda knew how to do, it was make use of a lifetime opportunity. I could see people already writing down and whispering amongst them. With my wolf hearing, they were talking about signing her up for brands. Then Amanda stopped at the front, the models who had walked before to her and they all began to disperse. The scene looked like a mirage of color and beauty. No one knew who to look but one thing was sure, every eye was on Amanda. Not long after the show ended, I went to the backstage and looked through the models there. Seeing her, I approached her but before I could get there, her boyfriend appeared and she grinned up at him, shockingly for me. I was not hurt. I was just surprised to see her warm up to him so quickly.

I contemplated going to meet to her and finally decided to.

"Amanda," I called, interrupting whatever it was they were saying.

She looked her, her eyes glinting with surprise. "You came."

I bobbed my head. "Yes, I did." I replied, dragging my gaze to meet Martins who watched me keen eyes.

"Oh, Nathaniel, this is Martins. I am sure you must have heard and Martins, this is Nathaniel." She introduced us quickly.

He extended his hand out for a handshake and I took it. With our gaze locked, he gave the handshake a little tug before we stepped back from each other. He soon excused himself so that we could speak.

"You did well." I commented her.

"I know right."

We talked about some things before I left her. On my way out, I caught a whiff of Martins' scent. I tried to disregard it, maybe it was just from the handshake but it was very heavy here so I traced it. I stopped when I heard some hushed voices. "Remember why I landed you this contract. I will not tolerate any shit from you next time. Try to steal the show and I will make you wish you never did." That voice... Steps started for my direction and I quickly hid myself.

Walking past me was Amanda's boyfriend, Martins. I heard a son crack from the same place and waited for the place to leave as well. The lady moved past me and I recognized her to be Amanda's friend.

That alone was enough to have me confused. What were they doing here together?

So the man was not loyal as I thought. I curled my fist in anger. A fucker! That is who he is.

Returning to the car, I noticed him talking to some men with a smile on his face, like he didn't just threaten a woman in a corner.

I got back to the pack house and met Grayson working. He looked at me, observing how pissed I appeared. "What is it, man?"

"I want every details about Martins Taylor tonight."