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Chapter Eighteen

Author: E.L Shorthouse
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-23 02:44:49

Sierra

Lying in bed, staring at the ceiling, I can’t fall asleep. I am exhausted, but my body won’t let me rest. It seems to be on high alert after what happened with Ambrose. Every time I close my eyes, I see the blood on his clothes, and my mind goes to the worst scenarios. I believe him when he said he would never hurt me, yet I can’t stop worrying. What was he doing tonight? Who did he hurt? Is my father or I the reason behind it? What is he not telling me? There are too many questions and not enough answers. But it makes me want out of here more.

The sound of Ambrose coming upstairs pulls me from my thoughts. He has been working out for an hour and a half. Who works out at this time of the morning for that long? A madman is who. I stay silent and still, hoping he will pass straight by my room. He doesn’t. He stops outside and pushes the door open.

“Are you asleep, Sierra?” he asks.

“No.”

The word slips from my lips before I can stop it. I planned on pretending to be sleeping. I m
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    SierraThe last, however long, have been the longest of my life. All the noise outside, the yelling, the gunshots are too much. I am on the floor, with my hands over my ears, rocking back and forth, squealing with the sound of every shot. All while making sure Ambrose doesn’t bleed out. My stress is through the roof, and I am so close to passing out and hoping it will all go away.Silence falls from the outside. No voices. No gunshots.“Sierra, please come here,” Ambrose says, his voice is quieter, hoarse almost.It panics me, and I rush over, making sure he is okay. The bleeding has eased, but not stopped.“Ambrose, are you okay? Are you dizzy? Tired? Going to pass out?”I don’t know what a gunshot can do to a person, even if he told me he isn’t in any danger. He has still lost a lot of blood.“I am okay. Are you?” he asks, leaning forward and caressing my face.I whimper, shaking my head. “No. I want out of here. I want someone with medical training to take care of you. I need all o

  • Falling For My Ruthless Protector    Chapter Thirty-One

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  • Falling For My Ruthless Protector    Chapter Thirty

    SierraI head straight to my room after my shower. I don’t even say goodnight to Ambrose. We got what we needed. There is no need for us to spend any longer together. Collapsing down on the bed, my towel still around me, I am exhausted. I stare at the ceiling for ten minutes before putting my pjs on and drying my hair. Ambrose tired me out. I will sleep well tonight. I’m not sure how I'll spend the rest of my time here. I can’t keep falling into bed with him out of boredom. It will only end in disaster.I settle into bed, bundling under the covers. It is cold tonight. I begin to drift off, but get abruptly woken by Ambrose barging into my room.“What the hell?”“I need you to come with me right now.”“To where?” I whine, switching the light on.When I do, I see a gun in one hand. His brows are furrowed, his body tense. Seeing him like that puts me into panic mode.“Somewhere safe. The sensors around the property keep going off. I can’t see anything on the cameras. It could be an anima

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  • Falling For My Ruthless Protector    Chapter Twenty-Seven

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