Silence Explained #AStormOfFanfiction
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Lillian Linton almost thought that her life so far couldn't be any better. Almost. And there was a single person behind her reasoning. Mr. Rikkard Ambrose, a powerful business mogul who happens to be Lillian's boss during the day and semi-lover at night.
But in spite of his sexist demeanor and overbearing tendencies, Lillian has come to question if Mr. Ambrose is not the reason that her life isn't perfect, but the reason why she can call her life a 'life' at all.
But her life is about to get a little more interesting, Mr. Ambrose or not, as an old family friend of her father's arrives at Lady Samantha's for the ball.
And their relationship is about to get more complicated.
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