One Fateful Addiction To A Certain Stormy Series - Storm and Silence FanFiction

15. Finally, Eteranlly and Infinitely

I adore the song above. I'm obsessed with Hamilton.

My Competition Entry For SirRobs Fanfiction Contest, that I had as a separate book but I feel it will be easier to move it here!

Description:

One trip. Two fake rings. Two people in love.

This is their story.

IF YOU READ CHAPTER THREE SKIP THIS CHAPTER ITS THAT CHAPTER RE-WRITTEN AND EDITED

No Particular POV:

Chiseled stone meet the fiery heat of a chocolate addicted Ifrit in a dangerous battle. A battle for love. A battle for happiness, and most importantly a battle to have Sir Rob remove the rule stating these fanfictions have to stay PG.

Nobody wants to read a PG Lambrose fan fiction. Sex and scandal sell, but then again Lilly and Rikkards love for one another could warm our hearts for eternity.

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The sun shone down on the oddly shoe shaped country of Italy, nestled in this pizza coated place sat Lake Garda.

A beautiful lake shrouded in tall mountains, coated in a veil of sparkling sunshine, happiness and all the other generic lovey crap you expect to find in a romance novel shrouded by expensive hotels.

Though by dear old Rikkard Ambrose's standards every hotel that's not free is far too expensive.

Grumpy miser.

Rikkard Ambrose was currently very angrily stabbing his food, though you wouldn't be able to see the anger on his face as the iceberg that sunk the Titanic had more of an emotional range than him.

He was glaring at the infatuating beautiful, yet annoying feminist by the name of Lillian Linton, who was currently pretending to be his wife.

Again.

She stabbed her food with her knife glaring at the iceberg in front of her.

"Why are we here dearest dick?"

His jaw clenched ever so slightly as he stared at the women in front of him. A woman he was madly in love with. Women who he would never admit his love to because he's a stubborn bastard.

Quite a predicament I say. Just shove them both in a cupboard chuck in a few condoms and wait nine months for the delivery to arrive. Problem solved.

"Lillian dearest, could you stop pretending that steak is my face and deforming it with a knife, making it quite clear to my enemies that you are very unhappy with this predicament?"

He leaned forward seductively and whispered gently in her ear, his gentle breath caressing her skin causing a shiver to run down her spine.

"We do have to keep up pretenses after all."

His mouth lingered by her ear, breathing in her scent like the creep he is. She shivered again and turned her head to look into his eyes. His cold eyes that were filled with undeniable lust.

He slowly leaned forward gripping her waist tightly and planted his lips firmly on hers caressing her sides.

In a move so hot and sexy that Satan would be jealous Rikkard gripped the table cloth and pulled everything off the table before lifting Lilly up and leaning her down against it kissing her passionately.