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18- The Exhibition
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Mr Sinclair's Mistress 19. Hot And Cold
Nicholas Zane Wyatt's hand dips a little lower until his fingertips are brushing right over her ass, and he pulls her flush against him. I expected her to push away from him, but she smiles up at him.For a moment, thoughts of the two of them flash through my mind. His lips on hers, a soft moan escaping her lips as she rises to her tiptoes… his hands roaming over her body, feeling every single one of those irresistible curves, her eyes filling with lust. Each thought torments me further until I can barely stand it.I grit my teeth and take a step away from my grandmother. “Excuse me,” I tell someone in front of me before they make way and I step past, barely able to restrain my anger.Rosalie’s eyes meet mine before I reach her, and that beautiful smile melts right off her face. Why is it that she’s always so expressionless around me when she laughs like that around assholes like Zane?When she's around me she's all innocent and quiet. Is all that an act?I grit my teeth and reach for
Mr Sinclair's Mistress 20. Realization
Rosalie Nicholas holds my hand tightly as we deviate from the candlelit path that connects the exhibit and fundraiser venues. I noticed how he seemed angry, but I’m uncertain why. Is it because I was distracted for a bit? He brought me here to network and shield him, but instead of that, I’ve been sipping wine and dancing, when I know how he feels about unprofessionalism — no matter how momentarily.I gasp when my heels sink into the grass, and Nicholas looks back over his shoulder, his gaze dark as he lets go of my hand. “Struggling?” he asks, his voice soft despite the anger flashing through his eyes. His sudden mood change surprises me a bit. Before I even have a chance to reply, he leans in, startling me. He wraps one arm behind my back and the other behind my knees as he lifts me into his arms with ease. “Nicholas,” I murmur, my tone betraying my surprise. “What are you doing?”He tightens his grip on me until he’s got my head resting against his shoulder, my lips brushing
Mr Sinclair's Mistress 21. Apologies
Rosalie “Rosie?”I look up at the sound of my grandma's voice and find her standing in the doorway of my bedroom. “Grams? What are you doing here?”Her eyes roam over my face, a hint of concern in them. “I rang the doorbell twice, but you didn’t hear me, eh? I was worried about you, so I came to take a look. You haven’t come home to visit in a while.”I rise to my feet and grab her hands, noting how cold they are. “How did you get here?”She smiles at me. “I took the bus and walked. I called you a few times earlier, but you didn’t pick up. I had a bad feeling, so I used the code on your fancy door lock.” I smile noting how I used to hate getting that thing because of how much it cost. But now that's probably the best decision I made since I started living here. Took a lot of convincing and a lot of neighborhood break-ins but I caved in and installed one.I lift our joined hands to my face and warm her hand on my cheek. “I’m sorry, grandma. I’ve just been busy with work. I should’
Mr Sinclair's Mistress 22. Damage
Nicholas Rosalie isn’t at her desk when I walk into the office, and I check my pocket watch, my head throbbing. It’s nine in the morning, so she’s likely in a meeting by now.I run a hand through my hair, the weekend’s events running through my mind. I fucked up. I never should’ve said any of that shit to her, and I certainly shouldn’t have touched her. I’m neither impulsive nor emotional yet seeing her with Zane Wyatt pissed me off beyond reason. I wasn’t thinking clearly at all. All I could think about was making her mine before he ever even had a chance with her. It was irrational and so unlike me that even I can’t figure out why I acted that way.I hated that I was acting out this way. The sex was amazing, but I don't think it warrants me acting like this every time I see her with another man who isn't me.True remorse fucking guts me when I see the pink sticky note on my desk, two tablets on top of it, and a glass of water beside it. For your inevitable hangover, it reads.
Mr Sinclair's Mistress 23- Anger
Rosalie I've always done everything by the book because I figured it was the only way to avoid unwanted attention. I told myself if I worked on time, deliver all the tasks given by my boss early. I'd be out of here in no time with enough knowledge about corporate life to help start my own company one day if I choose to. I’m the quiet person.They say the only way to be popular or loved is to stomp on others and be mean, but I believe in being nice.I believe in being nice for the greater good.Now, if I could just not let other people’s opinions eat me up from the inside, that would be perfect.I've spent almost all my life living for other people. I've spent years working for a man who doesn't respect me. No matter how good I am at work or how well I obey his rules he'll only ever see me as a toy. His plaything! "We're here, Madame." The sound of the taxi driver's voice pulls me out of my thoughts. I took a taxi because I didn't think myself to be in the right headspace fi
Mr Sinclair's Mistress 24- Beg
Nicholas A soft knock sounds on my door, and I look up to find Rosalie walking in. My heart does this weird thing — it skips a beat despite the pain seeing her causes. Lately, I can no longer look at her without my heart feeling heavy. After she got to the hotel last night I could tell that I had already fucked shit up more than before. After Rosalie got in, she took her dress off and sat on the bed without saying anything. It hurt to see her acting like that toward me and I knew it was all my fault. I tried to spend the night apologizing but she told me to get on with what I called her over here for.Hearing her say that, it... it felt like I had been making her sleep with me. As if she only had sex with me because I said so."I don't want us to have sex if you're mad at me, Rosalie," I told her and she nodded her head. "I'm so sorry, I don't know why I said all those things to you at the exhibition. And earlier today... fuck! I didn't mean to say it in front of Jacob."She gives me
Mr Sinclair's Mistress 25- Guilt
Rosalie I pause outside of my Grandma's home and stare up at it, feeling lost. I’ve never been an impulsive person. Every single thing I do is well thought out. My steps are measured and calculated. For as long as I can remember, I’ve played the long game.Even when I was younger, I never dreamed too big. The one time I did, reality quickly came calling, reminding me that people like me don’t get to have carefree college years filled with fun and parties.I’ve always known that providing for my family would be a burden I’d carry, and I’ve done it without a single complaint. I know that I don’t have the luxury of acting impulsively when my entire family relies on me.Yet that’s exactly what I did. I quit my job without thinking. The worst part is that I don’t regret it. I don’t think I’ve felt quite this free in a long time, but how long will that last? How long will it take for reality to come knocking on my door all over again?All I know is I'd do whatever it takes to make sur
Mr Sinclair's Mistress 26-Justice
Nicholas "Talia!" I called out to the substitute assistant that was provided after Rosalie left. "Get me Christopher Harper on the phone immediately!""Yes, Mr. Sinclair. Would you like anything else?" She asks, hanging around."Don't you think if I wanted anything else I would have mentioned it?" I bark harshly. "Ye- yes sir," she mutters lowly before scurrying back to her office.It's no secret that my mood has been sour since Rosalie quit her job. It got worse when she refused to pick up any of my calls or reply to the numerous text messages I sent her. I had it in me to stop by her house after she left but I refrained from doing it.Not with the recent shadow I have following me aroundMy office phone rings and my hand darts out with speed to answer the device. "Sir, Mr. Harper on line two." I press a button and switch from Talia's line to Harper's immediately."Sinclair, how may I help you?" Christopher's deep voice fills my ears. I'm not particularly fond of him, but the o
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