Sinclair

All she felt was they were moving. His heat surrounded her while he carried her to their bedroom. She didn't even know she had fallen asleep. Oblivious to anything else after she fainted.

She was crying quietly. Not for the pain the bitch had inflicted but for the evening she had ruined.

To add icing to the cake, her mother was married to the lecher, Lord Tanning.

After the confrontation, with Nicholas by her side, shielding her, he asked for recompense from the woman who laid a hand to his Sinclair. To say he was pissed off was an understatement. Rage radiated through him. One she had never witness...