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Tears And Rides
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2025-07-01 01:26:59
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You're Mine, Damon Sinclair Enough Distance To Swim In.
Naomi walked into Damon's office, the weekly report clutched in her hand after placing a gentle knock on his door. She didn't wait for him to tell her to come in before she pushed the door open and shut it behind her. It's been a week since that night and Naomi was keeping her distance as requested by him. No pies either and she made sure to place pillows in between their bed to make sure she never accidentally stumbled to his side of the bed. She was starting to consider moving to a different room at this rate, then she wouldn't have to see his face all together. How beautiful and less infuriating is that? “Good morning, Ms Naomi.” Patrick greeted with a smile.“Good morning, Mr Patrick.” Naomi replied, earning a small smile from Damon's assistant.He knew they had a fight again. How? No pies. He had no clue what his stubborn boss did again that led to a permanent ban on their daily pies but he was trying to get on her good graces regardless.His boss might be an asshole, he wasn
You're Mine, Damon Sinclair Captain Of Can'ts
Damon pulled away, his breath coming in ragged gasps. His eyes, still clouded with desire, were replaced with panic. "We can't," he rasped. He took another step back, putting more than enough distance between them.Naomi stared at him, still reeling from the intensity of his kiss and her body humming with unfulfilled want. "Why?" she whispered, her voice trembling. "Why can't we?"He wouldn't meet her gaze. He simply shook his head, running a hand through his disheveled hair. "We just... we can't." He said, taking more and more steps away from her.Naomi got off the table, confused as she hurried towards him. “Why not? You're my husband.” Damon stretches his arm forward, stopping Naomi from coming in any closer to him. “Stop.” He pleaded, his eyes barely meeting hers. “Please. Don't come any closer.” Naomi froze, what is happening? Why was he acting this way towards her? They both clearly want this but something seems to be wrong somehow. “Why don't you want me to come any clo
You're Mine, Damon Sinclair More Reasons To Run
The ride back home dragged on in silence, thick with Damon's anger and frustration. His grip on his tie tightened with his tug until he yanked it off his shirt and rolled up his sleeves. He hadn't uttered a single word since pulling Naomi from the garden.He couldn't even if he wanted to. Not when his head was boiling with rage that he could barely contain. Naomi's eyes studied him in silence, this was why he didn't want to go in the first place. He saw this coming and she didn't notice his hesitation. Sitting next to him, she could feel how upset he was. She could feel it in the tense set of his jaw, the rigid line of his shoulders, the furious glint in his eyes that occasionally caught the dim glow of the dashboard lights. The grand estate, with its twinkling fairy lights, faded behind them rather quickly. Even the driver knew to get them out of that house quickly before Damon did the unthinkable.She glanced at him, then away. Now wasn't the time to talk to him, she could tell.
You're Mine, Damon Sinclair The Sinclair Chaos 2
Damon's grip on his glass tightened as he stared Caleb down. Of all his siblings, the one person he hates being around might just be Caleb. “Shut up.” Damon gritted, his voice came out in a strain. He was trying his best not to lunge at Caleb's throat right now. Not here. Not when Naomi would witness a side of him she didn't know existed. Caleb leans back on his seat, arms folded. “Why? Am I right?”“Does it matter?” Seraphna cuts in. “Nother married for money and now she has a bunch of children who just can't stand the mere smell of her perfume!” She chuckled.“Seraphina!” Elara snapped, her delicate hands clenched around the tablecloth in irritation. “Don't talk about mother that way! Not in front of a stranger!” Naomi's eyes flickered down to her fingers at Elara's words. She felt like she had just walked in on a family dinner she wasn't invited to. “She’s Damon's wife!” Jordan snapped, cutting through the air with how high his voice was. Everyone turned to him in surprise. He
You're Mine, Damon Sinclair The Sinclair Chaos
Damon stood in the foyer of his mansion, his jaw clenched tight in anticipation. He checked his watch for the third time. 5:12 PM. It was almost time for the family dinner, one he should have turned down now that he thinks about it. Jordan had tried to reason with him, he really should have listened. This would be the third family d9nner he would attend after leaving that house, the place he grew up in. He was used to the fake pleasantries between him and his siblings and Rosie's controlling tendencies. He could deal with that but this time was different. He was anxious, nervous even. Naomi would be there. He tried his best to avoid running his temple in frustration, he didn't want her anywhere near his cracked family. “I'm ready.” Damon looked up at the stairs and his breath caught. Naomi moved down the staircase in a black dress that clung to her curves without revealing too much. Long, fitted sleeves ended at her wrists, and the dress flowed into a gentle A-line sk
You're Mine, Damon Sinclair The Car, The Call and The Lunatic
“Come on, Damon! It's been a month! A whole, entire, glorious month!" Jordan's whine cut through Damon's office, grating on the older brother's nerves like fingernails on a chalkboard.Damon shut his eyes, it was supposed to be a good morning, a calm and peaceful morning of checking reports and attending meetings until Jordan stormed into his office.Jordan was slouching across the plush leather visitor chairs, throwing his long legs around like a kid.He was a younger, wilder version of Damon, a mirror image of him but where Damon's face was cold and stern, Jordan's face danced with mischief.“ I did what you asked! I did way too good if you ask me!! Come on Damon!" Jordan whines again, his pitch higher this time.Damon merely grunted, his gaze fixed on the financial projections displayed on his monitor. "A month of staying out of the tabloids, Jordan, not a month of perfect behavior. I still saw that piece about you trying to surf a fountain in Trafalgar Square.""That was before
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