Stormy Hearts

Stormy Hearts

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Strong, Courageous, Fiery are the adjectives that describes proud feminist Miss Lilly Linton. She has never been the woman whose aim in life was getting married to a wealthy man and spending entire life like a queen. Instead, she works hard and makes her own living in a male dominated world so that she can be independent and free from getting married. If she hates something most in the world that is chauvinists. But when it comes to, Rikkard Ambrose, her cold, mysterious, chauvinist employer. Things go a bit different. Lilly doesn't mind doing unfeministic and sinful things with him. Lord Daniel Eugene Dalgliesh, a respected peer and one of the richest men of England, also the biggest enemy and business rival of, Rikkard Ambrose, has set his sights upon Lilly. What would happen when Lord Dalgliesh proposes Lilly for marriage? It's clear that she can't refuse such a powerful man like him. With the help of Mr. Ambrose, will Lilly be able to get rid of this great lord?
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This is a fanfiction, considering that anything from this account will be fanfiction. All credit goes to the marvelous author @RobThier, for creating a masterpiece such as Storm and Silence, and it's sequel: In The Eye of The Storm. The characters are not mine, just merely borrowing them. x. Ambrosial (adj.) 1. worthy of the gods; ambrosian; 2. extremely pleasing to the taste; sweet and fragrant; She was something that I couldn't decipher. She was a mystery just as I am. She was something that I couldn't help but let my mind wander to. She was always a question that needn't be answered. You just have to understand her. And, I do. That was what I was afraid of. I can't afford to lose time. But then again, time seems not to be lost when I'm with her. And maybe, that's enough for me. {I can warn you right now that this would not be the same as the original because I suck at imitations and I do not plan on borrowing Sir Rob's writing style (which is flawless, by the way), and my writing style will probably be dominant. This would probably cause a lot of confusion (most of my stories do) since I am not really used to reading or writing Historical Fiction. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. I will not tolerate ludicrous comments, whining and comparing this to the original.} Cheers.

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