"Huff"
Syna sat on the bed and blew upwards to pull back the hair strands aside which were messing with her eyes and forehead.
She took off her apron after washing the dishes and locked the door before throwing her body on the bed though she knew Sinclair would not come after he left abruptly without eating properly.
She planned to take a bath but before reaching for the door knob her eyes slid into the mirror, a young glamourous woman was in the reflection.
"No wonder he looked at me 'that way' I'm looking...perhaps I'm an eye feast right now for him."
The image of Sinclair's stare clicked into her mind and to which she reacted flushed unknowingly.
"Perhaps I can use this thing to evoke true love feelings into him."
She covered her face with hands and praised her appearance and curves as Syna came up with a naughty idea.
It was so quiet from two hours and Syna wondered what he was doing, or he was alright because the way Sinclair left the food and rushed upstairs caused her to worry.
She became curious now so decided to take a look and looked around in the alley and found it silent, Syna strode towards his room and placed her ear onto the brown immaculate door while she held the door knob with left one and tried to listen eerily.
But no sound came and it was quiet in his room too. She became confused about where he could go so she dashed towards the lounge and expected to see him sitting there on the couch, holding cell phone and chatting.
But the whole mansion was sombre as if silence was hovering like a death alarm, Syna felt a shudder for no reason. Previously she felt some sort of security in Sinclair's presence as she knew he would keep her safe at any cost.
She was struggling with her unnatural beating of heart completely out of fear of having no one around, she felt as if everyone left her all alone and maybe Sinclair dumped her because she was behaving so bluntly and without shame with him.
Meanwhile her ears pricked a sound, someone was rattling spoons and the sound was coming from the kitchen.
"He didn't leave me...he didn't."
Her face beamed with a grateful smile as she followed the noise produced rapidly with irritation hinted through the 'chattering' of cutlery.
She walked towards the kitchen in order to scold him for leaving and wasting the food but...
"Hey, you, I'm not gonna pay forrrrrrrrrr....."
She wanted to state clearly that she was not going to pay as wasting food was his fault, not hers for cooking a little more quantity.
The floor was wet due to water spread there which Syna didn't notice and almost leapt towards him but slipped and in an attempt to catch her Sinclair dashed forward and Syna fell onto him.
Falling onto him was so sudden that none of the two could escape from the way they got entangled with each other.
Syna fell onto him with a thump and heard his voice.
"Ouch! my back, you idiot, can't you watch the floor is wet."
Instead of scolding him Syna was getting scolded now, she lifted her head a bit and saw his beautiful face.
His hazel eyes were throwing spades of anger. Her breath hitched as she leaned closer to him while laying on his chest unknowingly, close to his face. She felt herself attracted like a magnet towards him.
She was just a few inches away from his face as her honest body burned for him, yearned for him. Sinclair was sure she felt that way too towards him as he does, Syna was shivering under his embrace and then she suddenly started to have hiccups!
She was about to cover her mouth but Sinclair pulled her closer with a jerk and thrust his lips onto hers, with all his force and stole a peck from her. Both shared an eye contact as Sinclair continued to kiss her lips.
His hands moved from her shoulders towards the navel as the naughty and restless tip of his tongue tried hard to separate the joining of her lips.
Syna didn't resist his activity rather the dumbfounded foxy bride felt her senses went numb, her body felt the firecrackers bursting in her stomach.
While Sinclair's eyes never left the stare stitched to hers as they bodies entwined with each other and their souls were already bound to the vow of love they took eons ago.
The Dark Lord had already waited for decades, for her to be reborn and his body was honest as his heart that he still loved her despite what she did to him.
His pores rested at the hem of her plum shirt and lifted it a little to sneak a way inside, he rubbed the pores of his right hand on her arched back. The sensual touch caused Syna to burn even more, she felt butterflies fluttering.
Finally he got his way inside her mouth and immediately licked the left of her mouth, leaving no room for Syna to retaliate or to push him back.
Syna had already submitted herself to him as Sinclair's naughty hands which were earlier tracing her backbone, paved their way into her dark green jeans which caused Syna to jump!
She was never touched by any man let alone experiencing such intimacy, it was Sinclair in previous life who shared such moments with her. And now again in this life the King was back to claim and mark his bride.
His right hand squeezed the cheek of her buttocks and laced his tongue with hers at the same moment. The cursed and innocent bride whimpered under his touch as she locked her eyes shut and savoured the moment they both had desired.
After tasting enough of her every nook and cranny Sinclair immediately freed her, not to overdo. Syna who was already flabbergasted ran towards her room without even looking back.
While Sinclair smiled like an idiot laying on the floor in the kitchen, his plan worked successfully. The mighty Lord twitched his thumb and middle finger, a sound produced and the water spilled on the floor vanished at once.
"So, closeness is her weakness, and the key, Mhm..."
His devil mind began to plan more 'evil' in order to creep into her heart which was already racing unevenly.