Chapter 52 - Spank His Butt!

"It was so tiring to rush here immediately ...ugh!"

I plopped myself on the sofa which was placed in the lounge and had a white leather cover and placed my head on it's back.

The manor was resplendent and could put everyone in a daze with its luxurious modern settings though it had a tinge of Victorian decorations too.

I could understand after all Sinclair was an old ghost, hundreds or probably thousands of years old, who knows how old that man is.

"The mansion is beautiful quite contrasting to his cold nature."

I muttered in my breath and ogled across the lounge, which arrived right after passing through the attic and compared the every bright thing to his dull personality.

Based on my experience of working with him for four days only and accordingly my thorough research on him, I got shivers whenever he scolded his staff.

But now thinking about it and attaching the fact that he is not a normal human rather a ghost that has supernatural powers, my heart stops beating at times. He could burn down his staff into ashes and no one would be able to find any corpse.

"You are five minutes late, Syna."

Suddenly I heard a male voice behind me that interrupted my scanning, moreover the man addressed me by my name. 

I arched my back and gazed backwards from the sofa. I could hear the 'Thump' sound of shoes and I clearly knew the devil was coming down, Sinclair halted at the staircase. 

"Actually I was on time, okay but your guard stopped me. It is not my fault at all."

My treacherous eyes skimmed at his appearance, he was looking so manly.

Opposite to his dominating business attire which gave off imposing vibes, dangerous ones, he was dressed in loose pajamas and a T shirt which was hugging his well built body and was a little short making his flat belly bare and defined abs bare which caused a naughty little smirk on my face unknowingly. 

Sure the devil was handsomely eye feast and my eyes began preying on his features, I used to steal a glance at him while in office days. Sinclair had a sharp nose, blonde hair with champagne eyes that went along with his hair perfectly. 

His jaw was broad and that feature added a fierce look to his face, sharp cut eyebrows which I doubted either was natural or not. And those lips, the reincarnated Lucifer had thin, pink lips that whenever he grinned that mere act stole my heart.

"Moreover you are not in the company. So, don't order me around reminding that I'm late, humph!"

I spit the truth maintaining my dignified composure, moreover he was not in the company so he should not be taking decisions and imposing them on me. 

I clearly expected to see him  pissed off from what I said but to my dismay he was smiling like a fool at me.

"Gather your bags."

He again chapped softly without answering me and I picked up my only bag  and followed him upstairs. 

"You will be staying here with me for a week or so. Till then you are going to use this room."

He smiled as there was something meaningful he informed me which I could not comprehend. 

Sinclair pointed in the direction of another arcade which was towards right, upstairs and had two rooms in the row.

"And after that?"

I questioned him amusingly, no doubt I loved to see him getting irritated and pissed off at that moment. Sure I was there to tease the hell out of him but was expecting something romantic as an answer. 

He frowned and looked into my eyes and our gaze stitched when he answered my question in a serious romantic tone.

"After that you will share a room with me. Till you will stay here."

My naughty mind predicted something like that but that devil was determined to shatter my heart once again after proposing me that contract.

"After that I will send you to your home when the things will die down and the lackeys will be killed, I have to keep you safe till then."

My ears heard his reply that saddened my heart. I sighed and tried to remain normal when the inner me wanted to quarrel and shout at him or maybe seriously whack his head this time.

What I was thinking, sure I was the bride of Ghost King and Sinclair's sister-in-law, why would he think of loving me? Though he proposed the contract which would favour both of us.

Accordingly that I will pretend to be in love with him while my existence will solve his problems, which were and still are unknown to me. But as long as I'm in his mansion I will make sure to make the 'things' come true.

"Oh! Okay." 

I said meaningfully with a genuine smile, showing off all my teeth to him. May be he understood my naughty thoughts which were running  across my mind ever since I arrived in his house.

I thought my emotions were reflecting through my eyes, and the flickering flame of love could be seen, but he just stared at me and said nothing.

I felt the time stopped as fairies helped us to savour the moment, it felt like every particle of the universe teamed up to join us.

I sensed a similar sensation that I experienced when he caught me in his arms, yet the tingling circulation of emotions seemed familiar as if it had happened before, a long time ago.

"Get dressed casually and do you know how to cook?"

Ugh! I was not used to this authoritative tone of his and he was ordering me around over and over. 

Calm down Syna, I forced a smile on my face not to show him my anger which was rising from his bossy tone that he was using with me and I definitely wanted to lash my aggression and frustration on him by spanking his butt!