Preface
Warning
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Authors Note
Chapter four
"How the fuck is she engaged," Peter yelled over the phone. His harsh tone scaring the young man he appointed to find Julie.

"I-i don't know sir, she just is. It hasn't been too long, just over two mon-" the private investigator was cut short by Peter's grunt. The legendary grunt.

"Just send her current location to me. You're fired after this." Peter was beyond irritated and he chose to take it out on the man he was speaking to.

"I still get paid rig-" the man began to say but was cut off, as Peter hung up. He stood up from his chair unable to stabilise the anger that was racing through his veins. She was fucking engaged. Here he thought he could get her back, surprise her at her doorstep, maybe get a slap, but as time went by she would forgive him and they would live happily ever after. He already planned that shit in his head, stupidly ignoring other factors.

He gazed at the bulidings that were scattered neatly from his large window. It always calmed him down, in fact his whole office calmed him in times of trouble. The office was sophisticated, chill and it projected his workaholic nature. Designed with cool blue and made mostly out of glass, it was made to chill people the fuck out and it was working its wonders.

"You were mine Julie, even before you knew it. I'm taking you back no matter what."

© cherioo,
книга «A Taste of Sinclair».
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