Ambrosial

Chapter Fourteen - Gladly

SURPRISE DOUBLE UPDATE! WOOOO! I'm just really spoiling you guys cause you are all lovely <3 

And, also because I have something to say. Three things. 

One

GUYS I FOUND ANOTHER STORY LIKE STORM AND SILENCE (not really but they're both historical fiction and both has a bad ass female protagonist) AND I AM TOTALLY FREAKING OUT BECAUSE WTH IT HAS BEEN FINISHED LIKE FOUR YEARS AGO AND I ONLY HEARD ABOUT IT NOW ASvAJDGHJGSDJGSUIGDJKSHUi 

It's called "The Black Knight" by MeganLockhart. It is about this scarred and feared man, and he is also stinking rich, meeting this beggar girl and finds himself that he is quite taken with her so he take cares of her and protects her. And they just are really cute despite the temper tantrums from the Black Knight (which is the main male character). I'm sure ya'll love it. If you read it or if you already read it, let me know! I want to discuss it with you guy. So go to my profile and message me there! or just post it there, either way, I'll see it. 

Two

Not anyone will care since little have actually read them, but I unpublished my two books that I kept rambling about. Why? I wanted them to stay a notebook novel so how does this concern you? Well, seeing that you guys love this fan fiction, and my version of Mr. Ambrose, I decided to adapt what I wish Mr. Ambrose to be. So I imagined this guy that was inspired by My. Ambrose and my mind threw ideas in my face and I actually have a whole plot waiting. So, what do you all say? Will you support me on that one? Comment below! I really need to know!

Three

Chapter Fifteen will be the last chapter. And don't worry, it is going to be long. The only problem is it's an epilogue and I won't go into details about some things just merely explain them *coughs* Captain *coughs*. So, I hope you all respect that! Because if you guys haven't noticed, I'm working on a lot  of stories and I've been slacking on the reading department because I have no money. So, yeah. 

Have fun!

xi.

With Lily, I was desperate a lot of times.

The number of times she was hurt or going to be hurt, I get desperate to get her out of the situation. The number of times where her life was on the line, I get desperate to save her. The number of times where someone threatened her well-being, I will be desperate to kill the man who had utter the words. The number of times how she threw herself in front of death, I get desperate to catch her.

But this was another kind of desperate.

This day has marked the day that I broke down. The day that I broke down, enough to be so desperate to let Lily know that she was not alone in this. She was indeed right on this day being too much. She didn't know of the battles I fought when it is about her.

And the battle that I have been fighting is done and over. And my emotions took control.

That was why I was running after the lady that is Lillian Linton. Thank the Gods, that she did not make it far. She was in the stairs when I spotted her. I ran like a mad man, I ran like I've never ran before in my life. Once she was in front of me, I threw her over my shoulder and walked to my office –content of the fact that she was with me and she was not going anywhere. Despite her kicks and fumbling and profanities that were thrown at me, the employees (such as Mr. Stone) knew better than to question this. They were all too busy in their work –as they should be.

"Let me go!" she said, as I locked the door to my office, and dropped her in the floor. When she was standing, I cupped her face and silenced her with a kiss. Not more than mere hours ago, I had held her like this. In this position. I was surprised that her rage subsided and she actually let her lips move against mine. Oh, her lips. How the thought of her lips had bother me in random times in day and night –forever haunting me with the an alluring pull with either a sarcastic remark or a very beautiful smile of hers.

Our kiss had left my lungs wanting for air, the only reason why I broke apart. If I could, I wouldn't.

"You think, I don't? Then you must really over think this a lot, because I do. More than I would care to admit. I apologize for any hurt I've caused you. I-I do care. More than you know." I said. I finally said it. But, as I said it, it didn't feel like it was Rikkard Ambrose speaking. It sounded like someone else that I have avoided and hid throughout my life. He was hidden, and now he was out of the open.

"Good to know, then. Now, would you please kiss me again?"

We were both out in the open. Away from everyone. I thought.

"Gladly."

(Short I know, and I'm sorry. I hope you all liked it though!)