Jean Sinclair Novels & Stories

“Mr. Sinclair, this Miss Lewis is far too vicious. If she dared to harm Mrs. Sinclair Sr. today out of resentment, she’ll hurt even more people whenever things don’t go her way. Someone this cruel should be arrested and locked away for good.” “Who would’ve thought she looked so gentle on the surface, yet her heart was this poisonous. She almost turned Mrs. Sinclair Sr.’s birthday banquet into a funeral. “Anyone who dares lay hands on the Sinclair family’s elder clearly has no regard for the family at all.”

“Don’t deny it, Scarlet. You like me doing all those things to you. Since you say you don’t remember it, why don’t I help you remember?” “No, Sin.” I attempted to hold my ground. Sin was not getting any step closer. His words had made sense, but I knew in my heart why I had allowed him to sleep in my bed. I was afraid of the dark and fearful of being alone. Maya’s death made me fear the darkness. I slept with the light on every night, but his presence made me feel more comfortable. The other thing had been the utility bills. The fewer rooms in which I switched on the electrical appliances, the less it would incur to my bills.