Jm Sinclair Novels & Stories

“Even I have never seen the old man before. All I do is receive orders” The Sinclair group of companies is one of the companies whose growth shook the whole world. It started in the last five years and managed to be the number one in the world. Everyone wanted to partner with them and even me as well and I was so happy when they chose me. However, no one knew who the boss was although there were rumors that whoever ran the company was currently sick and preferred to keep his image private. The company was run by other people but the brain behind everything wasn’t known. What Storm just said seemed more like it was an old man.

Her silence, her panic—oh, it was everything I needed. I almost smiled. Almost. But before I could savor it, before I could watch her crumble beneath my gaze, a shadow slid between us. I blinked, looking up…and my breath hitched. The janitor. God, he was even hotter up close. Blonde hair messy in that careless way, lips sharp and perfectly curved, his tall frame casting a shadow that swallowed Amara whole. That jawline…chiselled like it had been made to tempt. My eyes lingered a second too long before I snapped them away.

“Are you going to go in?” I jumped looking to see where the voice had come. A beautiful tall man stood before me. He wore a blue jacket with big brass buttons the shape of tiny flowers. His smile was almost illuminating. He was so gorgeous that I almost fainted. His dark brown hair swayed as he looked from me to the building.

Kimberly looked out at the tall building in front of them as the car began to slow down and finally came to halt. "Here we are. The Fred Empire." "It really good and big but Sir Damien's is thrice bigger than this." She glanced at the building from the car one more time before coming down. "The Dam-Ton Companies are the biggest and largest in every where you find it. Damien's family are really wealthy that the next twenty generation to come can never swim in poverty." Mr Ben told her. "Wow! I can't believe I'm hearing this!" Kimberly exclaimed. "And why is the boss not having a wife or maybe a girlfriend?"

Nixon stood tall among his warriors watching over the training situation that was taking place, he looked over catching my eyes and i smiled brightly and walked over to him and another good looked man with blue green eyes that looked like they were glowing as the sun light hit them. Nixon asked where i was of to and i told him to the shops with Nina then leaned over to give him a small peck on the lips, he leaned away taking a step back and i felt my eyes brim and the realization that he was ashamed of us came to the front of my mind.

A flicker of surprise flashed in his eyes. It was him—the man who often appeared on the financial news channels. Gregory Sinclair, CEO of Sinclair Group. He was just standing there without saying a word, but his sheer presence was enough to make the air feel thicker. His cold gaze was on Anathea's hand, which was still holding the Carl's.

Soft duty. Shin was still crying. Even his sobs grew louder. Maybe Mrs. Duty is now wet from Shin's tears. "I have no one in this world. I have nothing in this world. I have no people who love me. Everyone hates me. I'm just a loser who should have chosen suicide. Well, I should have died. So now let me die!" ***

His smile returned in full force as he settled down on it and motioned for me to do the same. “Please, Ms. Fairchild," he purred, "take a seat. Let's get down to business." As I settled into the chair, Mr. Sinclair leaned forward, a diamond ring flashing on his finger. “Ms. Fairchild,” He began as his voice dropped to a confidential whisper. “Allow me to introduce myself properly. Elijah Sinclair, COO of Gadget Inc., and, as of yesterday, a most fascinated admirer of your architectural prowess." He sure did know how to play the games. It was psychology to earn yourself in someone’s best book by making a nice statement about things they cherished the most.

he smiled widely. The only thing I got from that was that the tall piece of man meat was going to be staying with us and I've just been dumped, it's the best thing that could ever happen, I mean, just imagine waking up and walking into the bathroom to see him, shirtless, towel wrapped around his waist, exposing his v-line a little, the messy wet hair and the water sliding down his body. "Go say hi." Jonathan said, pulling me from my thoughts. My mum had already left and he was looking straight at me and him, "Okay." I said and began walking towards him, "Hi," I extended my arm, "I'm Jade."

Jack Clement was a tall man with a stern expression. “Mr. Clement?” I said, extending my hand. “I’m Elijah Sinclair. I’ve heard you might have some information about Henry Stanford.” Jack’s eyes narrowed, and he shook my hand firmly. I took a seat across from him, and Jack wasted no time. “Henry. That name still makes my blood boil. He was a master at dodging the authorities, but he left a trail of destruction. When I was with his company, he was involved in all sorts of shady dealings. The man built his fortune on illegal transactions.”