histórias de Intheeyeofstorm

'You never turn away from a challenge, do you, Sir?' My hand, out of its own accord inched and my eyes just stared her. The tips of my fingers made a light contact with her cheek and my hand stroked the soft, sweet skin there as my eyes searched the depths of her soul. 'Never.' I whispered in a low voice. My eyes didn't leave hers. . Far away from prying eyes of London as the stony head employer Mr Ambrose and his secretary Lilly Linton set on a ship, what happens when Lilly challenges him to get deliriously drunk? Will the alcohol melt the stone cold facade of the ice berg that is Rikkard Ambrose or there would be much more to him than what meets the eye?

Lord Dalgleish pointed his pistol at Mr.Amrbose. He had his back to the blonde headed Lord. I snapped my head towards them. As if in slow motion, the world moved. Somewhere form the corner of my eye, a pistol flew out of hands of one of the fighting men. I lunged, grabbed that pistol and pointed it towards Dalgleish. He didn't notice me. Nobody hurts what's mine, that was the last thought I had before I fired..... --------------------------- This is a fanfiction of the Storm and Silence Series written by Robert Thier. All characters belong to him. This fanfiction is a part of #AStormofFanfiction