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9. Taking Her
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Mr Sinclair's Mistress 10. Distractions
Nicholas I've always thrived on control. All my life, since I can remember I've wanted certain things to go the way I want them. If it's in my power and I want it, then it's happening.Which is why Rosalie Maxwell has spent the last two nights in my bed with my cock buried deep inside her. When I asked Rosalie to become my mistress in exchange for my help, I knew she'd do it. I had no idea why I was so desperate to have her sexually, all I knew was I could no longer deny the sudden sexual attraction that had sprouted for her. It was within my control so I decided to do something about it.I know I'm an asshole for manipulating her into signing the contract but I got what I wanted and that's all that matters to me. My mind travels to our first night together, I assumed Rosalie wasn't a virgin I had no idea why I did. She solidified that assumption after I got a copy of her STDS test in my email. And now that I think of it, I'm sure she only sent it because I asked.We never had any co
Mr Sinclair's Mistress 11. A rich man's whore
Rosalie "Hi, Grams!" I exclaim excitedly once I see her sitting in her favorite rocking chair."Rosalie, my darling. I've missed you. You haven't come to see me in days," she tells me and a hint of guilt makes my chest tighten.I've been really busy these past couple of days with work and... other things. There's a new contract that Mr. Sinclair is trying to acquire so it's been a stressful couple of days and nights for me. "I'm sorry, Grams. I've been busy at work, but I brought you your favorite burger to make up for it." I tell her happily before kissing her cheek and taking a seat beside her.I turn the fan on and I'm happy to see that the electricity isn't out anymore. I almost forgot to pay the bill because I've been too caught up with work during the day and then attending to Mr. Sinclair later at night. I've been meeting up with him every day for this week and it has always been the same. We have sex and then I leave, doesn't matter what time it is. He never objects, but he h
Mr Sinclair's Mistress 12. Hurt
RosalieNicholas looks up in surprise when I walk in, a frown marring his handsome face as his gaze roams over my attire. I look down at myself, taking in the jeans and t-shirt I’m wearing, embarrassment rendering me speechless for a moment. I can count the times I’ve been around him in casual clothing on one hand. I never compromise on my professionalism, and neither does he.He crosses his arms and leans back in his seat, his eyes on mine. There’s something captivating about Nicholas Sinclair. He has this habit of making women feel like they have his full attention, and I’m not immune to it either, despite my best attempts to resist him."Rosalie, good evening.""Good evening, sir." I hope my tone doesn't expose my lack of confidence and the fact I'd been crying on my way here. "I had no idea anyone was here tonight," I add."Yeah, I couldn't sleep so I decided to come here and get some work done.""Oh, yeah me too." There's a short awkward silence, "I'll be in my office." I tell him
Mr Sinclair's Mistress 13. Disgraced
Rosalie "Rosalie, it's late right now but I'll send a message of the list of tasks I want you to get done by tomorrow," Nicholas tells me."Yes, sir. If you don't mind, I'd like a quick briefing on the tasks.He nods, "I want you to make reservations for my wife and me and also send her a bouquet of roses by one p.m." I feel my heart sink into my stomach and I can't help the hurt that suddenly covers me.My lips part to speak but no words come out of them. "Rosalie," Nicholas calls, snapping me out of my daze. "Did you hear everything I just said?""Y-yes, sir. Roses and reservations." I smile, "Got it."I keep trying to convince myself that I don’t care and that I’m happy for him when nothing could be further from the truth.Every night, my mind has been tormenting me with images of him with Natalia, warping my memories until all I can see is him touching her the way he touched me.When I close my eyes, I hear him whispering into her ear, telling her to look at no one but him. Just
Mr Sinclair's Mistress 14. Embarrased
Rosalie "Hi, Rosalie." I raise my head and lock eyes with the person greeting me. I was surprised to see one of my colleagues. Anna Bailey is standing in front of me clad in a leopard print jumpsuit and black heels. I've always wondered how everyone from the finance department managed to look so fucking good every day."Oh, hello Anna." I give her a genuine smile even though we've never talked before. "How may I help you?""I don't know if this is intrusive, but I wanted to ask if you'd like to join us out tonight. I and some other colleagues usually hang out at this bar downtown every Friday, and I thought it would be nice to extend an invite to you."My eyes widen with surprise but I'm quick to hide it, "I..I, uh." I clear my throat. I'm about to think of a valid excuse as to why I'm rejecting her invitation."It's okay if you're busy. I just thought it would be nice to make a new friend." She smiles and my heart melts.However, another part of me also wants to know why she'd choos
Mr Sinclair's Mistress 15. Own It
Rosalie I always assumed the hangover part of too much alcohol was exaggerated sometimes, but right now as I lay in this overly comfy bed - that's definitely too soft to be mine, I want to strangle the source of that noise that's filling my ears. "What the bloody hell is that crap!" I murmur to myself trying to make out the source with my hands. I grab one of the pillows and place it over my head and I don't miss the sharp, delicious scent of new cologne that fills my nose. I use one hand to hold it in place and the other to search around for my phone. It took a minute, but the noise finally registered first among other things. That horrible noise is my phone.I find the phone on the other side of the bed and I bring it to my ears after answering the call. "Hello," I grumble. I don't care if I sound rude or sleepy the person should know better for interrupting my sleep so early in the morning."Hello, Rosalie!" The voice calls out. This person sounds too chirpy this morning.
Mr Sinclair's Mistress 16- Little Fighter
Nicholas There was a new word I was starting to associate with everything Rosalie Maxwell.Fighter.I noticed how much the entire situation with Natalie seemed to annoy her. In all honesty, I had no intention of calling her to my office at that time. Natalie had showed up at my office uninvited after I left home earlier than usual that day to avoid her. Our monthly honeymoon was coming up and I had already cancelled on her last two months. I knew it was only a matter of time before she got tired of Birkin and Louboutin's compensations and demanded her honeymoon. The monthly honeymoon was the deal we made in exchange for a secret wedding and marriage. What the fuck is a monthly honeymoon?She wanted to get another deal when my lawyer brought up the prenup, but she realized that was non-negotiable. I was surprised when she accepted it without a fuss. Natalie came over to the office that morning, and started talking about venues that we should visit for our honeymoon. As usual, I w
Mr Sinclair's Mistress 17. The Outing
Rosalie "Are you a pushover, Rosalie?" Mr Sinclair's words have been ringing in my head since I got home from work.Who even asks anyone that sort of question anyway?I didn't consider myself a pushover. Just because I didn't talk back or argue with people during certain situations, doesn't make me a pushover.It irked me how much he had been pushing me lately and I hated that I let it get to me. The sudden change started the morning after I stayed over at his house, it was as if he was hell-bent on making me disrespect him. Was that his plan? Did he want to push me till I snapped and said something unforgivable and then he'd fire me? Was all this pushing simply a way out? Oh, God! I hate how he's able to turn me into this overthinking person.I hate thinking about things I have no control over. Just like the so-called outing we had. He had intentionally refrained from giving me details despite the numerous text messages I sent to him asking what sort of outing we were attending.Pa
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