Naomi Sinclair Novels & Stories

44. Sinful I don’t know when I slept but I woke up by 3:00am; I was exhausted and hungry, I felt weak to my bones like I was about to faint. I struggled to push myself out of bed and when I did, I saw a tray of covered dishes on the bedside table, and a note that read: Just rest A

Naomi had been waiting there for a long time. "That woman's name is Naomi Hamilton. She’s Cosmo's younger sister. I’ve checked their background, and there’s no problem with it. I’ve also obtained Naomi’s photos when she was a child. There’s indeed a mole at the corner of her eye. I heard from the people in the slums that when Naomi was young, she fell and knocked her head, so there’s a scar on her forehead. I’ve also checked that, and it’s true. "Don't worry, there’s absolutely no problem with Naomi. Besides, look at Cosmo, he’s even more similar to Summer,” Victoria said a semi-joking tone when she noticed that the other party was uneasy.

She wiped her forehead with the back of her hand and breathed out heavily, yawning, standing in front of the empty fireplace, hands on her waist and accessing the work she had done in the living room, it was great to her taste, the center rug, army green and furry like, a center table, a flower vase of purple hibiscuses were on it, the settees were arranged, a sofa on the opposite side of the room backing the small dining room and kitchen, the armchair was facing the fireplace above the television stands and the other sofa was backing the way to the room. Amari smiled knowing how much effort she had put into her life and working in the convent, she had been here since she was seventeen, Aunt

“Mary as in Nathan’s grandmother?” “Yes.” “I can talk to her?” “Yes.” “About everything?” “Yes.” “She’ll think I am insane.” “Well.” “No, just stop. Fine I’ll go talk to her.” I say as he pushes me towards Mary, who was standing there elegantly, looking like the most confident and beautiful woman in the world. “Hello Ma’am.” I say as my eyes widen when I bump into her, not knowing how to approach a woman that honestly scared me. Her husband was very calm and nice, but she is scary.

If I believed in hitting women, I might have slapped her for the way she referred to Rosalie. “Sign the damn divorce papers. If it’s money you want, I’ll give it to you!” Natalia scoffed, taking a sip of her wine before dropping the bottle onto the table. “Money? How much do you think you’d give me that would ever be enough? Huh! I had everything, and you just want to take it away from me? And then give it to some roadside dirty slut? Never! I’m Mrs. Sinclair. And no one else!” she screamed, her voice cracking as it oscillated between high and low tones.

I trail off, not able to put my riotous emotions into words. Sinclair exhales deeply and stands, his thumb brushing back and forth along my cheek. “And that’s what I’m afraid of.” He admits. “If something happens to me, I want you as far away from that danger as possible.” I gnaw on my lower lip, averting my eyes as tears well. “Then there’s really no way I can change your mind?” “No, Ella.” Sinclair confirms. “My mind is made up.” He towers over me, his wolf flashing in his eyes. “Now, about this climbing bookcases business…” ____________________

I will have to face their music and bear the consequences. "I never knew you had this in you bitch. " One of them named Carmela says as she leans against the table while smiling and pulling at my nose. "So you are this corrupt? I thought you were always the goody two-shoes girl who has a lot of life planned ahead of her getting ready for the future. I never knew you dared to step into a rich man's home just to get into their pants. " She says as she continues to snap her fingers in my face. "You're such a slut you know that. You made it to the first position by overtaking me because it has been my dream to sleep with the prestigious one and only Mr Mitchell. But you overtook me, Amelia. You

Sinclair groans, stepping around her as he walks me up the steps. “Sinclair,” Dane calls out. “Where’s Naomi? She gone home already? The Club’s been a dead zone without her. I missed my gal.” “She said to tell you she’s resigned and found a new hobby more interesting than being a waitress at your stupid club.” Those hadn’t exactly been Naomi’s words. She did say she wasn’t returning to New York. Or the human realm. Apparently, she found Lycanthia fascinating. Sinclair’s just grumpy. He has been this way since I woke up. Angry with everything and everyone but me.

“I don’t know. I noticed it last night. Must have burned myself and didn’t realize it.” “Odd,” Naomi murmurs, but her attention is grabbed by distant howling. I look down at the scar again. It’s brighter in the first glimpses of moonlight peeking through violet clouds. I smooth my thumb over it, thinking suddenly of that clumsy, shy girl from the fiber shop in Silverhide yesterday. Oakley. A beautiful name. “Well, I’m bored now.” Naomi rises and dusts off her thighs. “I’m spending the night, but I’m spiriting to your cabin.” Without another word, her body disappears in a gust of crimson sparkles, which are carried away on the breeze.

I didn’t want to end up like Julian. Nora smirked at my silence, flipping her perfect hair over her shoulder with a confidence that made my stomach twist. “Don’t worry so much, Riley. Really. No matter what Violet does now, don’t forget, I’m going to marry Matthew.” She smiled proudly. “And the Sinclairs are the most powerful family in the world. So no matter what happens or who’s backing her, Matthew’s family is still more important. She wouldn’t dare mess with me. I’ll be the Sinclair daughter-in-law.”