Reno Sinclair Novels & Stories

If I did, he would never let go. Sadists were like that. And Leon was the biggest sadist I knew. ========= Marcus’ POV. “Who went to his office?” “Leon Ralis.” “Who the fuck is Leon Ralis?” “Son of Sir Sinclair, the billionaire whose fortune is steeped in the art world, leading philanthropist and donor for tech development.” I stared at Shaw, my consigliere. He held my gaze. I knew the name, Sinclair. But I couldn’t understand why his supposed son, who didn’t bear the family name, was visiting Jayden, when the other son, the younger one, who did, was already working with Jay, on whatever contract they had signed.

Sinclair gathers me to his chest, hugging me tightly. “I’m glad to see you’re learning that I’m always right.” He teases. Groaning, I try to squirm out of his hold – much good that it does. “You know I regretted it the moment I said it.” “I’m not going to let you forget it, either.” Sinclair chuckles. I laugh, ceasing my struggles and submitting to his petting. “Bossy wolf.” __________________

Cindy said, and Ramona gave them a glance before looking at the door one more time then placed her eyes on them. "Sorry, pardon my manners, I'm Ramona Lang Sinclair" Ramona introduced, and Cindy, and Tyla shared a glance before smiling. "Sinclair, like the Sinclair family. The Sinclair that owns hotels, schools, logistic companies, hospitals in this country" Tyla said, looking surprised and happy at the same time. "The Sinclair family that owns estates, and houses that celebrities are living in, they did bridges, and roads too. Oh my gosh, is this real" Cindy exclaimed, with bright emotions purely shown in her voice.

Melissa mumbled. “How would I know? Not as if I'm the one who brought her here," Sin replied. “I wasn't talking to you, d!ck head," Melissa snapped, rolling her eyes. Melissa, you can call her a badass b!tch, a crazy psycho, your choice. She's very good at archery and has some pretty interesting skills. She and Sin are always on each other's neck. Sinclair, but he prefers to be called Sin. Free-spirited, a playboy who chases anything under a skirt. However, don't take advantage of his kindness; he's second in command after Aurelio, closest to Aurelio himself, let's say a cheerful devil.

“You seem to like riling up people, Sinclair. I, on the other hand, do nothing with emotions. Total waste of time.” “Agreed. That’s why your apprentice will never be good enough to be a hunter. Emotional bitches never would be. That’s why Cherise is now a cripple,” I said. Ronan’s eyes shifted slightly. Yeah, he is more emotional than he lets on. He slowly smiled a wicked smile. “If you weren’t such an intricate part of my revenge, I would have liked to team up with you, Sinclair. You certainly seem to have a better composure than your sister.”

I clenched my fists. My eyes burned with the pain of betrayal. Sinclair couldn't have done that. But he resented me. The man thought I was the cause of his family's misfortune. That was enough to drive him to destroy my dream of becoming a mother. I had to wait for the lab results before thinking about punishment for Sinclair. I'd better focus on Robin. It was my day off, and I had plenty of time to plan revenge for his unforgivable crime.

I hesitated before lowering myself into the chair across from him. He removed his glasses and set them on the desk. “I never wanted you to be involved in this.” “Too late,” I said, my voice tight. His gaze was heavy. “Sinclair Industries has been struggling for years. Poor investments, bad partnerships—it all caught up with us. I tried to fix it, but the debts kept piling up.” “And then Bryan Sterling came along,” I murmured. His jaw tightened. “Yes. He offered a way out.” “At what cost?”

"Poor dear, having to deal with this on what should be the happiest night of your life. Don't worry—we'll handle Ravyn. We'll make sure she understands that this behavior is completely unacceptable." "I still can't believe she left with him," Nathan said, pacing now, his movements sharp and agitated. "Rhys Larsen. Do you have any idea what kind of man he is? What he's capable of? He destroyed the entire Sinclair family in two months. Two months! He had them all arrested, tried, and sentenced to decades in prison. Their company was dismantled, their assets seized, their reputation obliterated."

‘My name is Fynn of the Swiss mercenaries. ‘Fynn then, let me be blunt,’ Hadrian added. ‘This is not your fight. My quarrel is with your client.’ He narrowed his eyes. ‘Move aside.’ Fynn flinched but stood his ground and opted only to answer Hadrian’s first inquiry. ‘And who is that supposed to be?’ ‘I think you and I both know who that is.’ Hadrian answered and grinned at Fynn then, he proceeded to look at the men. ‘Are you sure you want to do this?’

Cindy: "I understand, Amanda. I'll talk to her properly. They've been through so much hardship; they should live happily together from now on." "Mm! That's good! Take good care of yourself. I'm hanging up." "Amanda, you take good care of yourself too." Cindy was a little reluctant to hang up. "Mm!" Amanda hung up and arrived at her destination. She suspected that the Sinclair Corporation's collaboration with the Cassidy family wasn't simple. Recently, a game released by the Sinclair Corporation was wildly popular during its public beta, and it reeked of Red Fox's methods.