Motherfucker! What was she doing with the professor? She was his slave. He had promised his leader they would have her. And he would be the one to break her in. No matter what, he would do anything to get his target. He had never failed to deliver the goods before. Luck was always on his side. It's time to learn more about her. He watched the professor got out of his sports car and opened the passenger side, assisting his student from it. They exchanged a few words and the girl kissed the professor's cheek affectionately. Fucking slut! -I'd make sure to flog you until you beg me to stop.- His hands clenched at his sides, he stared at the couple's interaction. He had to be careful though, he knew the man Sinclair Yuan was with and he had to make sure he was not caught. Viscount Redington was not a man to be crossed. If his student was a one-night stand then s

Nicholas Leaving Sinclair's delectable body was hard. They had indulged in his private office the rest of the afternoon until it was time to go. He had a very important meeting with his club before dinner. It had pained him almost physically to be away from her but he couldn't put off the duke's summons. They would not be dining together as well. Nicholas promised himself he would ask her on a date for the following evening. His housekeeper was more than happy to chaperon his sweet. He had given Mrs. Dee strict instruction to help Sinclair shop online for all the things she might need. Though he already had plans to hire her a personal shopper, which they would be needing before they would retire to his estate for the summer. Those suggestions brought another mild argument between the two of them, nevertheless, in the end, he won despite her protests. Knowing he had been winning concessions left and right, agains

NicholasConfused, he watched Sinclair briskly walked towards the diner's cramp kitchen. What happened? One minute she was gazing at him in adoration the next she was running away from him scared.Gazing down at his steaming cup of black coffee, he tried to think. He knew she would be upset at him for coming to get her late. The business with Lucifer took longer than he anticipated. After the meeting, he had to go back to the manor to get some things he needed from the vault. Then they made another plan for attending a dinner invitation at Devon. He made a promise to his peers they would stick together and help them avoid the matchmaking mamas and their eager pasty-faced charges. Nothing had changed since the 16th century. Catching eligible bachelors were still the highlight of such an evening. Nicholas shuddered. Again, he was thankful he would have his sweetheart, his soon-to-be viscountess by his side.

NicholasThe last time he had attended such an event, he was fresh out of Cambridge at twenty-one. He was deployed to a military training camp the next day. His first tour in Afghanistan came six months later. His life had drastically changed by then.He was not expecting his mother tonight nor his sisters, though he wished they were attending to take Sinclair under their wings. Just as well, he was here and he would not be leaving her side. He glanced down at the beauty tucked to him. He couldn't believe he was this lucky. Love and passion. All his.His actions, showing his affection for Sinclair was unconventional in his world; like he gave a fuck. This was the main reason he would never fall for arranged marriages amongst the nobility. He wanted the real thing and he found it with his sweetheart.Climbing the stairs of Lady Morgan's beach mansion, his lips lifted imagining the baroness's surprise

Nicholas   After dropping off Sinclair at Uni, promising he would be back to pick her up after her two classes, he called EJ to let him know what he needed. He left two of their bodyguards with her despite the pout on her lips. When it comes to her safety, he wouldn't give in no matter how cute she looked at that moment. Entering the first-class private hospital owned by him and his fellow club members, he ignored the interested glances he was receiving from the female staff at the lobby, going straight to the elevators that would lead him to the executive floors where they usually have their business discussions. He nodded to Nora, the baron's secretary, and let himself in into EJ's office. Used to his unannounced visits, the doctor raised his brows blandly and smirked. "How is she, Redington?" Huntley asked from behind his desk. His pen tapping his blotter. "She