All Chapters of You're Mine, Damon Sinclair: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"You look like a lamb led to slaughter, girl!" Aunt Clara snapped, seeming irritated with her trembling Niece. " I... I don't know what to do." Naomi replied, her hands shaking slightly. "You have nothing to do. Just stand there, smile, and say "I do." "But... but I don't even know him." Naomi swallowed hard, a knot forming in her stomach. How is she supposed to smile and pretend she wants to get married to a stranger? Aunt Clara leans closer narrowing her eyes on her. "You will learn to know him! Your father made this decision for you and you must live with it."Aunt Clara scanned Naomi in disdain. "I wonder why you get to marry into that family and what the rush is all about!”She wipes her hand with a napkin, wiping in between her fingers with vigor."I'm out of here. You clearly don't need my help getting ready. And you better do as your father says or you can kiss your college dreams goodbye!” Aunt Clara clears her throat, straightens up, and walks away. Naomi’s grip on the

“YOU SAID WHAT?!” Soonie yelled, finding this utterly ridiculous! What on earth was she thinking?! "It's crazy, I know but I was just so mad! I wanted a reaction out of him!” Naomi replied, feeling stupid all over again.The duo were on their way back to Naomi's apartment, seated in the backseat while Alex,, Naomi's driver, took the wheels. “I don't understand you, Naomi! You went to his office to get a divorce. You had the papers in your bag! I made sure to put it in your bag, and I came here with you for emotional support, and now you're moving into his house? After all these years? Do I need to remind you what an asshole he's been?” Soonie asked, her hands shaking with rage that barely contained.“I know. I remember. I wish you were there with me to see how nonchalant he was!” Naomi leaned back in her seat and sighed.“You see? He doesn't even care about you! You need to stop doing this to yourself. He doesn't deserve you, and I promise you that so many people would kill to have

Lucky you Damon stared at the tattoo, his eyes couldn't hide how conflicted he was about that and the whole idea of her being naked In his bathroom.“I was told you would be home late. I wasn't thinking you would be home this early..” Naomi said, putting on her shorts.Damon ran his finger over his mouth, trying to look anywhere else but her body.How could she be so brazen? She is naked, in his house! He was no different from a stranger! She turned to face him, adjusting the strap of her top as she approached. How the hell is he supposed to stay calm, knowing she's completely naked underneath all that? “You have something to say to me, don't you?” She asked, pulling a stop when she was close enough. The smell of Jasmine filled his nostrils and overpowered his senses. She smells…delicious.“Anyone could have walked in.” He said sternly.“You're not anyone, you're my husband.” She replied.“You haven't seen me in six years, how confident are you that I wouldn't hurt you?” He asked

“Good morning, Mr Damon. I hope you had a lovely night's rest.” Patrick asked over the phone.Damon was on the treadmill, shirtless and covered in sweat. His dark hair stuck to his face as he stared out to the city through the glass walls.“What do you think Patrick? Naomi moved into my house, into my room. What do you think?” Patrick exhaled. “My apologies sir. But I don't think Mrs Naomi is a difficult person to live with.” Damon slowed down, turning off the treadmill. “How about she moves in with you?” He asked.“My apologies sir,” Patrick replied He had an awful feeling his assistant had something to do with this, but it made no sense, right? Right? “I do believe it's a good thing Mrs Naomi decided to move in with you. This could foster…” “I didn't think my martial issues were a subject of concern for you, Patrick,” Damon asked.“My apologies sir. But it's only a matter of time before people start talking.” Patrick adds.“About what?” “A few pictures from your wedding wer

Great! Just excellent!Does he have to call her out in front of everyone like that? Why the hell did he feel the need to establish the fact that he might even know her? Nomi's eyes met him, a tight smile plastered on her face like a mannequin. “Yes sir.” She replied.Damon moved away from her. “Like I said, we strive for excellence in his part of business, and if I feel you’re going to drag us down, I will graciously relieve you of your duties. One thing I hate…” His eyes land on Naomi once more. “Is leeches. People who don't want to work but they are ready to take..” Naomi arch's a questioning eyebrow, she knew damn well he was referring to her! “Do I make myself clear?” Damon asked, his attention switched to som39ne else.“Yes, sir.” Everyone in the room chorused.“Meeting dismissed. You will be making that presentation on Thursday.” Damon announced and everyone headed right out the door, slowly.As much as she wanted to avoid Tita, she had questions that needed answers from Da