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The Demanding CEO
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You're Mine, Damon Sinclair The Terrible Chef And The Pie Thief
'Do I need something else? Hell, I need something and it's driving me nuts.' He thought.Damon heads down the hallway, trying to catch his breath. No matter how hard he tried to remain calm, he couldn't.Fuck, he had a boner he couldn't even hide it! He pushed the door to his library open, Patrick was waiting for him already, coat in hand.“I would like to sign out for today sir. I need to get started on Diaz's new branch as instructed.” Damon nods, heading towards the huge leather chair tucked under the huge desk that took up most of the room.Patrick's eyes caught something beneath Damon's grey joggers, is that…He made eye contact with his boss who knew what he was about to ask.“Sir..” “Don't!” Damon warned, cutting him off. Patrick tried to hide a laugh as he bowed his head politely. “I'll be on my way now sir. And you should try Ms Naomi's pie; it tastes fantastic.” Before Damon could complain, Patrick was out the door within a blink of an eye.Damon leaned back on his sea
Last Updated : 2025-04-23You're Mine, Damon Sinclair The Crying Princess
The elevator doors swung open, and Damon stepped out of the cubicle first with a sulking Patrick right behind him.A few of the staff turned their heads as Damon walked by, eyes fixed on the ridiculous childish pink lunch bag their boss was holding.“Mr Damon. I do believe you rejected Ms Naomi's offer earlier this morning. I would like to know why you forced me to hand it over when we got into the car.” Patrick started in his office tone. All serious and business-minded.“I have to give you a reason for my actions?” Damon asked once more. His grip on the lunch bag tightened like it could be yanked off by someone else.“I believe so.” “Simple. My wife made me a pie, and I want to eat it.” Patrick smiled. “Are you admitting she's now your wife?” Damon froze. What the hell did he just say? No! He's trying to get her to leave! To pack up her things and walk out of his house! Not give her reasons to stay! “When did I do that?” Damon snapped.Patrick regarded him for a moment. “Like t
Last Updated : 2025-04-29You're Mine, Damon Sinclair The Nurse
All she could do was cry. No matter how hard she tries to bring herself to explain, tears seem to roll down her face regardless.“I…I was…” She stammered but words failed her again.“Who made you cry?” He asked calmly but she could see the almost evil glint in his eyes as he stared down at her. “It's my fault. It's all my fault. I…” Damon dropped his umbrella, got on one knee and lifted her off the ground effortlessly. Naomi leaned in, sobbing still.How on earth is she supposed to explain to him how she was feeling? Would he care to listen? Damon placed her into the car and took over the driver's seat seconds later. He turned on the warmer and took off his coat, hanging it around her shoulders.“Why are you here?” She asked quietly.Damon froze, he wasn't expecting her to ask him that question.“I was driving by and I saw some random woman crying in my parking lot. I have the right to investigate, don't I?” Naomi exhales and turns away from him. “Of course. It's your company aft
Last Updated : 2025-04-30You're Mine, Damon Sinclair The Eighteen Year Old Bride
"You look like a lamb led to slaughter, girl!" Aunt Clara snapped, seeming irritated with her trembling Niece. " I... I don't know what to do." Naomi replied, her hands shaking slightly. "You have nothing to do. Just stand there, smile, and say "I do." "But... but I don't even know him." Naomi swallowed hard, a knot forming in her stomach. How is she supposed to smile and pretend she wants to get married to a stranger? Aunt Clara leans closer narrowing her eyes on her. "You will learn to know him! Your father made this decision for you and you must live with it."Aunt Clara scanned Naomi in disdain. "I wonder why you get to marry into that family and what the rush is all about!”She wipes her hand with a napkin, wiping in between her fingers with vigor."I'm out of here. You clearly don't need my help getting ready. And you better do as your father says or you can kiss your college dreams goodbye!” Aunt Clara clears her throat, straightens up, and walks away. Naomi’s grip on the
Last Updated : 2025-03-20You're Mine, Damon Sinclair Six Years Later
"Mrs Naomi, I understand what your concerns are but this is a rather sudden decision. I really need you to think things through.” Patrick had told her.Naomi exhaled, her eyes staring up at the ceiling in her room. She was still in her nightwear with no desire to get out of bed any time soon. The cup of tea she had made for herself earlier sat on the coffee table with her tablet next to it.Plastered on the screen is a picture of her so-called husband with a redhead in a rather compromising position.Her eyes went shut as heaviness crawled its way into her heart. Six years. Six whole years and she waited for him. She waited night and day for a man she'd met once in their six years of marriage.Not once did he show up.No matter how much she called and texted him, he never responded. He didn't even show up at her father's funeral! His father-in-law! Naomi took a shaky breath as tears threatened to roll down her eyes. Her heart ached so badly that it became difficult to breathe. Sh
Last Updated : 2025-03-20You're Mine, Damon Sinclair The New Mistress
“YOU SAID WHAT?!” Soonie yelled, finding this utterly ridiculous! What on earth was she thinking?! "It's crazy, I know but I was just so mad! I wanted a reaction out of him!” Naomi replied, feeling stupid all over again.The duo were on their way back to Naomi's apartment, seated in the backseat while Alex,, Naomi's driver, took the wheels. “I don't understand you, Naomi! You went to his office to get a divorce. You had the papers in your bag! I made sure to put it in your bag, and I came here with you for emotional support, and now you're moving into his house? After all these years? Do I need to remind you what an asshole he's been?” Soonie asked, her hands shaking with rage that barely contained.“I know. I remember. I wish you were there with me to see how nonchalant he was!” Naomi leaned back in her seat and sighed.“You see? He doesn't even care about you! You need to stop doing this to yourself. He doesn't deserve you, and I promise you that so many people would kill to have
Last Updated : 2025-03-20You're Mine, Damon Sinclair The New Mistress 2
Stepping into the mansion, Naomi was duly surprised by Damon's taste in interior decor. She expected every corner to be masculine, oozing how egocentric he was but she was surprised to see more temperate colours.She was shocked to see green, blush pinks, and whites. Could this be his family house? For all she knows, the media never seem to have pictures of his family except a picture with his father and one could tell they had quite a rocky relationship. On walking into the house, she is welcomed into the guest living area.The guest living area was huge, with a white plush couch and a glass center table with gold edges. On the center table sat a white flower vase with vines, adding a lovely color contrast to the white marble tiles and walls. Thick curtains were pulled aside to let in some natural light, and a television was on the wall.A crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling down and this guest area was ridiculously huge. One could host a party of thirty people in here breaki
Last Updated : 2025-03-26You're Mine, Damon Sinclair Unwanted Guest
Lucky you Damon stared at the tattoo, his eyes couldn't hide how conflicted he was about that and the whole idea of her being naked In his bathroom.“I was told you would be home late. I wasn't thinking you would be home this early..” Naomi said, putting on her shorts.Damon ran his finger over his mouth, trying to look anywhere else but her body.How could she be so brazen? She is naked, in his house! He was no different from a stranger! She turned to face him, adjusting the strap of her top as she approached. How the hell is he supposed to stay calm, knowing she's completely naked underneath all that? “You have something to say to me, don't you?” She asked, pulling a stop when she was close enough. The smell of Jasmine filled his nostrils and overpowered his senses. She smells…delicious.“Anyone could have walked in.” He said sternly.“You're not anyone, you're my husband.” She replied.“You haven't seen me in six years, how confident are you that I wouldn't hurt you?” He asked
Last Updated : 2025-03-31
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You're Mine, Damon Sinclair The Nurse
All she could do was cry. No matter how hard she tries to bring herself to explain, tears seem to roll down her face regardless.“I…I was…” She stammered but words failed her again.“Who made you cry?” He asked calmly but she could see the almost evil glint in his eyes as he stared down at her. “It's my fault. It's all my fault. I…” Damon dropped his umbrella, got on one knee and lifted her off the ground effortlessly. Naomi leaned in, sobbing still.How on earth is she supposed to explain to him how she was feeling? Would he care to listen? Damon placed her into the car and took over the driver's seat seconds later. He turned on the warmer and took off his coat, hanging it around her shoulders.“Why are you here?” She asked quietly.Damon froze, he wasn't expecting her to ask him that question.“I was driving by and I saw some random woman crying in my parking lot. I have the right to investigate, don't I?” Naomi exhales and turns away from him. “Of course. It's your company aft
You're Mine, Damon Sinclair The Crying Princess
The elevator doors swung open, and Damon stepped out of the cubicle first with a sulking Patrick right behind him.A few of the staff turned their heads as Damon walked by, eyes fixed on the ridiculous childish pink lunch bag their boss was holding.“Mr Damon. I do believe you rejected Ms Naomi's offer earlier this morning. I would like to know why you forced me to hand it over when we got into the car.” Patrick started in his office tone. All serious and business-minded.“I have to give you a reason for my actions?” Damon asked once more. His grip on the lunch bag tightened like it could be yanked off by someone else.“I believe so.” “Simple. My wife made me a pie, and I want to eat it.” Patrick smiled. “Are you admitting she's now your wife?” Damon froze. What the hell did he just say? No! He's trying to get her to leave! To pack up her things and walk out of his house! Not give her reasons to stay! “When did I do that?” Damon snapped.Patrick regarded him for a moment. “Like t
You're Mine, Damon Sinclair The Terrible Chef And The Pie Thief
'Do I need something else? Hell, I need something and it's driving me nuts.' He thought.Damon heads down the hallway, trying to catch his breath. No matter how hard he tried to remain calm, he couldn't.Fuck, he had a boner he couldn't even hide it! He pushed the door to his library open, Patrick was waiting for him already, coat in hand.“I would like to sign out for today sir. I need to get started on Diaz's new branch as instructed.” Damon nods, heading towards the huge leather chair tucked under the huge desk that took up most of the room.Patrick's eyes caught something beneath Damon's grey joggers, is that…He made eye contact with his boss who knew what he was about to ask.“Sir..” “Don't!” Damon warned, cutting him off. Patrick tried to hide a laugh as he bowed his head politely. “I'll be on my way now sir. And you should try Ms Naomi's pie; it tastes fantastic.” Before Damon could complain, Patrick was out the door within a blink of an eye.Damon leaned back on his sea
You're Mine, Damon Sinclair The Demanding CEO
The front door swung open, and moments later, Naomi could hear Damon's voice in the living area.She glanced at the meal she had made for him, a smile on her face. As much as she wanted to lie to herself that she was doing this to puss him off, she couldn't deny that it was very far from the truth.She heads out of the kitchen, plating the last meal on the dining table. “You're back,” Naomi said, placing the food on the dining table, and, Dam9n pulled to a stop, genuinely confused.“Did you stop by somewhere?” Damon heads to the dining room, Patrick right behind him. He looked earner astonished.“You made this?” He asked“Yes. I was thinking you wouldn't mind a nice meal, so I…” “Why?” “Is anything wrong in preparing something for my husband?” “The maids are here to cook. You don't have to do anything. You don't even have to be here.” “Why don't I? I'm your wife. It's only reasonable that we live under the same roof.” She said smiling. “You're my husband after all.. “ “Stop…”
You're Mine, Damon Sinclair Her Hubby
That made no sense but from the look in Soonies eyes, Naomi could tell she believed Damon was after her. “I don't think that's the case. I can't believe you're getting transferred to a different branch!” “And it's to take effect tomorrow. I know he's your husband but I want to curse him out so bad!” Soonie muttered.Naomi sighed; she wouldn't be able to see her friend again. Judging by the fact that it's a new branch, she's about to get really busy.“I'm going to miss you..” Naomi pouts.“Can you tell your husband to reverse this? I mean, he should be able to do at least that for you.” Soonie asked.Naomi whined. Of course, Damon wouldn't give a rat ass about her friend. He clearly doesn't care about her enough to make things ‘convenient’ for her. He made that pretty clear.“I'll try. But I doubt he's going to hear a word I say.” Naomi sighed.Soonie shook her head. “Don't worry about it. We can always make arrangements right?” Naomi nodded, a smile on her face.“Yes, we can. I'm s
You're Mine, Damon Sinclair Revenge Served Cold
Great! Just excellent!Does he have to call her out in front of everyone like that? Why the hell did he feel the need to establish the fact that he might even know her? Nomi's eyes met him, a tight smile plastered on her face like a mannequin. “Yes sir.” She replied.Damon moved away from her. “Like I said, we strive for excellence in his part of business, and if I feel you’re going to drag us down, I will graciously relieve you of your duties. One thing I hate…” His eyes land on Naomi once more. “Is leeches. People who don't want to work but they are ready to take..” Naomi arch's a questioning eyebrow, she knew damn well he was referring to her! “Do I make myself clear?” Damon asked, his attention switched to som39ne else.“Yes, sir.” Everyone in the room chorused.“Meeting dismissed. You will be making that presentation on Thursday.” Damon announced and everyone headed right out the door, slowly.As much as she wanted to avoid Tita, she had questions that needed answers from Da
You're Mine, Damon Sinclair The New CEO #2
Finally, Jeff stepped out of the office with Patrick behind him. Naomi's eyes searched her boss's office to see Damon in his seat, staring right at her. Was that a smirk? What sick game is he playing now? “I have an announcement every nine,” Jeff said and the staff gathered around. It was only a matter of minutes before every staff member in the company made their way to the design department. The hallway was full of expectant people, desperate to keep their jobs. “ This company is now a subsidiary of the Hilton empire. I was able to Reigate the terms and they will be keeping the staff, you guys. So no one is getting fired.” There was an audible sigh of relief from everyone, they all thought they would be losing their jobs! “The new administration, however, will be laying down new rules, something quite different from what you're used to here,” Patrick announced, earning silence throughout the hall. “My name is Patrick and I'm Mr Damon Sinclair's Personal assistant.”
You're Mine, Damon Sinclair The New CEO
“Good morning, Mr Damon. I hope you had a lovely night's rest.” Patrick asked over the phone.Damon was on the treadmill, shirtless and covered in sweat. His dark hair stuck to his face as he stared out to the city through the glass walls.“What do you think Patrick? Naomi moved into my house, into my room. What do you think?” Patrick exhaled. “My apologies sir. But I don't think Mrs Naomi is a difficult person to live with.” Damon slowed down, turning off the treadmill. “How about she moves in with you?” He asked.“My apologies sir,” Patrick replied He had an awful feeling his assistant had something to do with this, but it made no sense, right? Right? “I do believe it's a good thing Mrs Naomi decided to move in with you. This could foster…” “I didn't think my martial issues were a subject of concern for you, Patrick,” Damon asked.“My apologies sir. But it's only a matter of time before people start talking.” Patrick adds.“About what?” “A few pictures from your wedding wer
You're Mine, Damon Sinclair Team Lead
Naomi blinked and blinked as the entire room was wrapped in silence. Damon glared at Jordan. If he could commit murder and get away with it, Jordan would be his first, no doubt.Jordan glances at Naomi in awe. “She looks way prettier in person. Those pictures are nothing compared to the real deal!” “Get out.” Damon gritted. It seems the more he opens his mouth, the deeper the pit he dug up for Damon gets.“Thank you?” Naomi replied, glancing between the duo. Why the hell do they look like identical twins? The more she stares at Jordan, the more he looks like Damon from six years ago. “You're welcome. Wait. You spent the night here?” Damon approached Jordan, “Get out.” “Why? I'm trying to get to know my sister in law..” Damons hands settled on his brother's shoulders, gripping it tight to his bones. “If you don't leave, I'll dig up your grave and bury you nineteen feet under, do you understand me?” Damon mumbled under his breath.Jordan, clearly in pain, nodded in urgency. “Are
