Ava Sinclair Romane & Geschichten

Sinclair's mocking voice cut through her heart like a sword. Her stomach twisted. *My children*. Ava’s heart raced as the words hit her like a blow to the chest. But she fought to keep her expression steady. *He can’t have them. They’re mine. No one will take them away*. She locked eyes with Sinclair, forcing herself to focus through the storm inside her. "Fortune? With no dignity?" Sinclair chuckled, his laughter cold and mocking.

JIRO Sin Combat was a game made up by the fourth king of the second generation. He was known to be fun of games and battles which made him come up with a way to show-off one’s strength and dominance without the use of Orikami or sense enhancing spells. It was originally for the selection of guards and soldiers that will serve the king but years passed and it became a tradition to determine the strongest of all Sins. The fifth king was also declared through Sin combat which gave the idea that Sin combat is another method of determining the next king. Soon, it was deemed a tradition for Sins to determine supremacy.

Delilah panicked "The sanctuary is my home and my things don't get tampered with just like that. I can't stand the thought of their hands almost on you and the rest of the girls" Mia picked up her fork stabbing the egg in front of her. She's been busy thinking him yo have some human sympathy whereas the dude has changed. Mia, halfway through eating dialed Kai's phone number. He picked on he second ring. "Hello, Mia..Raven I mean" "I suggest you call me Raven during work and Mia when we are alone." Mia said.

she stammers. "Knife and Dagger, All types of guns, Rifles, I've used a sword once, ooooh a crossbow, basically anything though. I don't discriminate." "O...O...Okay, that's all I need to know. Welcome to RBMS, Miss Collins." "Oh please, call me Ava, oh and might I recommend a job change; You're not cut out for this," I state before I'm dragged by the hancuffs on my wrists and taken out of the room by the guards.

My phone vibrates next to me, and I grab it; a smile appearing on my face at the sight of Sinclair's name across the screen. SINCLAIR : What are you doing? We exchanged numbers earlier, and I can't explain the excitement of seeing the bold letters of his name on my screen. I bite down on my lips, and lay on my side as I type back a reply. ME : About sleeping. You? The reply is within seconds, and I can't help my excitement. SINCLAIR: Laying in bed, and thinking of the face you made when I had my tongue on your wet pussy.

“Talk.” Ava sipped her wine. “Sinclair’s losing allies fast. His board is turning against him.” Claire narrowed her eyes. “Then why hasn’t he run?” Ava smirked. “Because he’s still betting on one last move.” Adrian’s jaw clenched. “What move?” Ava leaned forward, her expression dark. “He’s planning to kill Claire.” Silence fell. Claire’s breath hitched, but she refused to show fear. Adrian, however, went deadly still.

**Adrian** Sinclair Enterprises is one of the fastest-growing companies in New York. I am so happy to have inherited the company from my grandfather. I promise to follow the rules and regulations while making it move forward and upward. Having a good team is essential for the company to thrive. I take pride in having excellent team members. I was working on my laptop, discussing a project with a foreign client of mine, who is also a friend I met on I*******m. I set up the I*******m page to make more connections with clients and develop business plans.

I breathed in, let it out slowly, and shook my head. “I'd pretend I didn't have this conversation with you.” I forced a smile onto my face and stepped away from her. “Face the truth, sister dearest, Sinclair is just with you because you are a machine to breed on. After he's done, he'll discard you.” She cackled, walking away. Where had I heard that from? I creased my brows whilst gazing at her back. Adrina had said the same thing, but I had brushed it off.

Sinclair patted Vanessa's shoulder and said jokingly, "Oh, is it because you're going to be the wife of the Rovio's president soon, that's why you're looking down on this old classmate of yours? You're actually rejecting my invitation to a meal." If someone else were to say these words to Vanessa, she would definitely think that they were trying to hint at something to insult her. However, Sinclair would definitely not do that. Vanessa knew Sinclair well. He had never been the type to be cautious with his words like a typical businessman. On the contrary, he was careless and spoke about whatever he wanted. In the past, he had always said that he was not suited for the business world. However

I knock on the door slightly and step in and the moment they sight me, they all immediately adjust themselves in their seats with some of them acting like they have been working for a very long time. I roll my eyes and shake my head. Such deceitful individuals. Who the hell did they think they are trying to fool right now? Anyway I just have one person to attend to. I walk up straight to the so-called lady called Mariana. If not for the fact that she has really good intellect and the mesmerizing IQ, I would have ditched her from this company a long time ago. I really don't even know why I'm still keeping her. Her attitude towards the younger staff has really been out of the equation and I fi