Taming the Storm- a Storm and Silence Fanfiction

Anger

I came to work early, as I always do. Walked up the stairs to my office, and sealed myself in my room. Workers had come and gone, quickly leaving my room, perhaps sensing the anger that was radiating off of me. I was frustrated, angry, ... perhaps self conscious also. I had an entire empire, a world I had created. I had to endure many sacrifices and to change myself in many ways to create what I had. I had faced enemies and thieves at every corner who wanted to steal what I had, or snatch it from right underneath me. But never, had any of these people, angered me like Miss. Linton had last night. Never had I felt so angry, so unable to move past the events of the previous day.

I couldn't quite identify what about last night made me mad. Was it her actions? His actions? Or myself? What as angering me? I had created a strict schedule, a mandate of all the things I had to do to succeed, little goals and principles that I had spoken enough times that I was now able to complete without a second breath. I could always solve mysteries, but Miss. Linton was one I could not. Every minute with her, was different, involved a new emotion, I new problem, a new solution. And perhaps the biggest question I now had, was why was I so obsessed with her? even after deciding to keep her far from me?

I hadn't slept a minute last night, not one. I was not a deep sleeper, nor did I sleep long hours, just enough that I could ensure my productivity remained optimal. But last night, I kept turning and turning, restless. My thoughts kept going to her, and to this man. How often did she see him? Was this the same man she had told me about once, the man who was pursuing her?  Had she accepted? Was she to be his soon? Would I let that happen, if that was the case? Could I have her become another's? Would I survive, if she did?

Questions, kept flooding my mind, dismissing one, lead to three more . Until eventually I submerged in them, unable to banish the demons that had taken over my mind. Each question, hit me with the realization that she had become the most important person in my life. A person, who I could not live without, a person, who was in danger every moment that she was with me. I had put her in harms way, enough times already. Perhaps it was better if she kept meeting this man. But I couldn't digest this, the thought of her becoming another's.

The thoughts kept swirling inside my head, but the image of her remained plastered, to the back of my eyelids. The night led to the day, and I remained awake thinking only of her. And now even with piles of paperwork in front of me, my brain only thought of one person.  I had realized that I was angry at myself. I should have acted quicker, told her how I felt sooner, perhaps then she would not have met this stranger, not developed such a bond. But I had already shown her how much I cared for her, had I not. All the little moments we shared, on the boat were indication of that, RIGHT?. I had kissed her, time and time again. Did she not remember them, did she not feel what I felt. Did she not think of our kisses as often as I did. Was she not effected by me, as I was effected by her. Was she only here for the sake of money, for the sake of freedom. Could she not receive companionship and freedom from me? Did I want to provide her companionship? I knew the answer to this, almost as soon as I posed the question to myself. Of course I did, thinking she was dead for those few days, was enough to kill me from inside.  I did not want to even think about a place where she was not near me.

But was it best for her, to be near me? The danger still persisted. Lord Daligalish, had lost the file, he was sure to suspect myself. And with the recent ball, held in Miss. Linton's honor, he could connect the dots to me. He would continue to dig into her life, until he found her connection to me. I suddenly realized that I was not worried of how his findings might affect me, but rather that he might hurt her just to get a rise out of me. Hurting her, would hurt me far more than hurting my business could. She had truly become a liability for me, a weakness. And that angered me, greatly. Here I was, so effected by her, while she was comfortable swaying in the arms of another. She must not care enough about me, to worry of what I thought. Perhaps my hostility towards her, had made her so indifferent towards me, that even those  close moments that we shared were not enough to change her viewpoints of me. My thoughts continued to race, as I heard the floorboards creek outside my door. She was here.

"Mr. Linton!" I called out, loud and strong my voice rang against the stone walls. She was sure to hear me. I wanted to have her run in, to stay at arms length, in a place where I knew she belonged to me. 

"I know your're out there, Mr. Linton. Come in here!" seconds passed and she still had not entered. At last I said " We have work to do!"

Slowly the wooden door opened, and in she walked. 

While her shoulders were hunched inward, he face showed determination, as if she was ready to have a face off against me.

"you called, Sir?" she said this staring straight at me, right into my eyes. I wanted to sit her down, and ask her what she was thinking yesterday, who the man was and what he meant to her, and most importantly what I meant to her. But staring at her now, watching her wait for my answer, I became coward, an able to voice my questions, in stead I simply said:

" Bring me file CRVX 1002 now." Hearing this, she almost seemed relieved and all but ran out my door to fetch me the file. I didn't need the file, I just needed more time to sort out my confused feelings. Or perhaps more time to forget them.

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Thank you, so much for all the reads. I wasn't expecting to get such a positive responses from the readers. So I wrote this chapter really fast, and thought of sharing it with you guys as a thank you.  I guess just like Sir Rob's characters, his readers and supporters are also amazing and encouraging!. Thank you again! This is a shorter chapter, but I plan to write a larger chapter next time, one where Ambrose finally spills his feelings for Lily! So stay tuned for that!

And yes I think I will continue this fan fiction. Yay!

Let me know if you want to me to continue Mr. Ambrose's perspective for every chapter that @SirRob writes, or would you like me to give it my own twist. So far it is following SirRob's plot line in Mr. Ambrose's perspective, but I was planning to divert a little bit, so we can get to the Lily and Ambrose moments faster, in case SirRob plans to keeps us longing a little longer!

Thank you again! 

Yours,

 Lily White