Se connecterSierraAmbrose left earlier today, so I'm planning to escape. I hope it works. I need to be quick and silent to avoid being noticed. Though it's not until late afternoon, the morning is my best chance to leave without him around. I have a small bag packed with essentials, including my passport, cash cards, and printed tickets. I plan to leave my cell behind, which is why I printed my tickets—so he can’t track me through it. I will get a burner cell, not like I will need it. I don’t have many people to reach out to. I dyed my hair too, hoping that would help disguise me as I leave. I have no idea when Ambrose will be back. I need to make a move soon. I can get coffee and food at the airport since I will have time to kill before my flight.I double-check that I have everything and take a final look around. I let out a sigh. This isn't how I expected things to turn out, but here I am. I will never forgive my father for this. If I see him again, it will only be by chance—he might stay hid
AmbroseIt’s been hours since Sierra left, and I have no idea where she is or if she’s safe. I asked someone to watch her, but she slipped away and vanished into the night. I tried tracking her cell, but I couldn’t—I think she either turned it off or removed the tracker. I’m genuinely worried now. Part of me fears she might not come back, but I need her to return. Despite our recent arguments and things we’ve said, I still need to know she’s okay. I deeply regret letting her go. I have had people out looking for her since she left. I stayed here in case she returned.I realize she’s upset with me. I do, but she could at least reassure me that she’s fine and staying away by her own choice, not because someone has taken her. I won’t be at peace until I know she’s safe. Why do I even care? I really shouldn’t. I have a job to focus on; that doesn’t mean I have to care about her.I grab a drink from the mini-bar and sit on the bed to drink it. I have been pacing too much, and it is making
SierraI walk away, smirking. I shouldn’t have done that, but I couldn’t help myself. I wanted to mess with him one last time before I don’t see him again. He will be fuming that I cock-blocked him. I return to our room and sit on the bed, slipping off my shoes. Only minutes later, the door swings open and Ambrose storms in, brows furrowed and face red with anger. My attention falls on the wine stain now on his tee, and I bite my lip to suppress a laugh. “Is everything okay?” I ask, sweetly, batting my lashes at him.He walks over and stands in front of me. "What was that all about? Did you tell her you were my wife? I would never marry you! Not even if my life depended on it," he snaps. Laughing loudly, my head tilts back. “The feeling is mutual. I would never marry you either. I can't imagine anything worse.” He leans down, placing one hand on each side of me on the bed. His face is just inches from mine, and I can smell the scotch on his breath. “You need to stay out of my fuck
Ambrose Sierra has been acting strange the last couple of days—stranger than normal. There is something off. I can’t put my finger on it, but it is something. I can feel it in my gut. I’ll be keeping a close eye on her, which is easy to do since we are stuck in the same room. I will up security when I am not here. It is getting too much to be stuck in one room. At least at my house, it is big enough to give us space if we want to get away from one another. I am surprised Sierra hasn’t tried to smother me while I slept. Her patience with me is on its last straw. “I am going down to the bar for a drink. Do you want to join me?” There has been nothing but silence in the room for the last couple of hours. It is getting on my nerves. I need to get out of here before I end up going insane. I could order drinks to the room, but it wouldn’t help me at all. It would mean continuing to be stuck here for the rest of the night. Sierra glances up at me from the bed. “No, thank you.” With that,
SierraAmbrose and I have been staying at the hotel for a few nights now. Everything has been fine so far. What Ambrose doesn’t know is that I have a plan on my own to get out of here, and when I say here, I mean America. I am still trying to work out where, but I will pick soon. I have more than enough money. I have an account that no one knows about. One, my father set up for me when I was only ten and put money into it every month, so Ambrose won’t be able to trace it. I am sure he probably has details of my main account and savings too, but not this one.I need to get out of here. Away from the danger, away from Ambrose. He shouldn’t be in danger because of me. It is easier for me to do it from here because Ambrose needs to leave every day, even for a few hours, to deal with work and whatever else. I don’t ask questions because I don’t want to know. Once he leaves today, I will book my flight and hotel. The only thing I am worried about is if Ambrose can track me using my passport
Ambrose“I want every single camera checked. I want every detail of who was in the car, and I want them found.” I hiss as I pace outside. It is the first time anyone has been so close to my house, and I think it’s best for us to relocate for a bit until we sort shit out.“Yes, sir, and what do you want us to do when we find out?” Ambrose asks.“You know what to do. I still need to find the one in charge so I can deal with him.”They nod, knowing what they need to do. We all head inside, they go to my office to get to work, and I go to search for Sierra. I find her pacing the living room in a panic. She shouldn’t move around so much, so soon. She will be in a lot of pain.“Sierra, stop pacing and sit down. You shouldn’t be moving around.” I state firmly.Sierra stops in her tracks and looks up at me. Fear is in her eyes again. “I thought we were safe here?”“We are.”She shakes her head frantically. “No, we aren’t. They found us. They could have gotten us easily. I can’t stay here any
AmbroseSierra has fallen asleep as we fly back home. I don’t know how she managed it, but she convinced Wade to come with us. He really does have a soft spot for her.“What is our next move, sir?” Wade asks.“I am going to find out who sent them and return the favour. No one gets away with shootin
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 i
AmbroseI sit next to Sierra, a smug look on my face as she lies next to me, a hot mess. I lick my lips, still tasting her, groaning. Her chest heaves, and her gorgeous body gleams with sweat as she struggles to catch her breath. And I got her that way only with my tongue and fingers.Opening her e
SierraThe last five hours have been the longest of my life! A car ride full of mostly silent unless we were bickering about pointless things. I swear, when we stopped to use the bathroom and to get food, I nearly ran away, but he never left me alone for long enough to do so. Even when I was in the







