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His Plump Mate (by Buchanan) novel Chapter 411

Chapter 411

(Excerpt from His Clever Mate)

Sinclair POV

“Conrad, what do you know about my parents?” I said as I came in the door.

Isaiah is waiting for me outside. I will mind link him if I have trouble. I need to handle this on my own though.

“There’s my little Sinner. You look much different from how you grew up here. More…

mature.” He said and the way he said it, coupled with how his eyes are assessing me is starting

to freak me out.

“Enough small talk, Conrad. What did you need and where is the information on my biological parents?”

Conrad’s eyes darkened. “I have always been your dad. No matter my methods, I gave you a roof over your head, didn’t I?”

“Yeah, and that’s why I said goodbye last time. It has no bearing now.” I said.

He chuckled, “Oh, but it does. See, if you want the information on your parents…” He said and then he walked over to me and started caressing my arm gently. What the actual fuck? Is he trying to seduce me? “…then you need to pay for the information. After all, you are walking around in designer clothes and bags. You look more financially stable than I ever thought you would be. If you are sleeping with someone to climb social ladders, then you can sleep with me …and Chad to get the information on your parents.

“ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR FUCKING MIND?!” I screamed. “I DON’T SLEEP AROUND TO MAKE MONEY, ASSHOLE!”

Chad came from the back room. “Please, you have no other talents. What else could you be doing? We just want to get you under us for a little while. Once we are done, leave the designer stuff for Candy…she would like to have it.

“YOU TWO ARE DISGUSTING!” I said, turning to leave this place. I will get the information on my own somehow.

“You walk out that door, and not only will I burn your file, but I will also burn the keepsake your mother left you for when you turned eighteen.” Conrad said.

I stopped. Before I turned around, I mind linked alah.

‘I’m going to need your help. He is trying to make me sleep with him and my foster brother in exchange for information on my parents. Please stay close.’

I heard him growl. ‘Not on my fucking watch, Sinclair. Leave the mind link open. I want to hear everything.’

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I turned around slowly, “You are going too far, Conrad.” I said, “All these years, I was never disobedient. I did everything asked of me. I slept on the couch, had barely any clothes, ate leftovers for every meal, and you didn’t even give me a key. I had to wait for someone to open the door. You treated me like a servant. I had to wash, cook, iron, fold clothes and any other tasks you gave me. At eighteen, when I left, you didn’t look back twice. Now, instead of letting me go, you are trying to hold me hostage to essentially force me into sleeping with you and your son. I always knew you were an asshole, but never that you were a sick bastard too.”

“Call me what you will. My price for the information is you sleep with me and then Chad. You leave money for us, and you give the designer things on you to Candy. Then you will get your file and your mother’s keepsake.” He said with a wicked grin.

“Fine.” I said. Let them believe it I’m agreeing. “First, I want to see that the file is actually legit. If it’s an empty folder, or the keepsake doesn’t exist, I am not laying with either or you. Second, I will leave money and the bag itself for Candy. Nothing else.”

“I don’t think you understand how these things work, Sinner.” Chad said. “We make the deal; you either accept it or you don’t.”

“I’m a virgin. No one gets my first time, unless I see the file first. I can find it on my own, Chad. Trust me when I say I’m resourceful.” I said. I’m mortified that Isaiah heard that, but I have to make it irresistible for assholes like these two.

Chad spread his lips into a wicked grin. “Virgin, huh? Even better.”

Conrad looks at me. “We will break you in, Sinner” He chuckled and then threw the file and box with the keepsake on the coffee table.

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