Ambrose
I am exhausted as I sit down for my morning coffee. I didn’t sleep at all. I knew Sierra would try to leave at some point. I didn’t want her either, but I will keep her safe like I promised. No matter how much she annoys me. Her father knows that leaving her with me would keep her safe from any danger. No one will try to get to her. They know better.
The sound of Sierra coming downstairs pulls me from my thoughts. I know she didn’t sleep either. I heard her tossing and turning. She was also crying at one point. I can only imagine how hard this must be for her. She has always been close to her father.
I take a sip of my coffee and nearly choke on it when she comes into view. She is only in my tee and her panties.
“Where are the joggers I gave you?” I ask.
I don’t want to see her in such an outfit or lack of. No matter how damn good she looks in my tee. Her long, dark hair is tied back in a messy bun. No make-up in sight. She still looks beautiful.
Sierra shrugs. “In the room. I was too warm. Can I have a coffee?”
“It isn’t that warm. Yes, you can have coffee.”
She reaches up to one of the higher shelves for a mug, even though there is some on the counter. The tee slips up, her ass covered with black panties coming into view. I swallow hard, and my grip on my mug tightens. I shouldn’t be staring, but I can’t help it. She has a nice ass and thighs. I lick my lips. What the fuck is wrong with me? I don’t look at her in such a way. I gather myself and pull my attention away from her.
She pours herself some coffee and joins me at the breakfast bar.
“We will go to your apartment to collect your things after breakfast.”
“I don’t want breakfast.”
“The matter isn’t up for debate. You will be eating something.” I reply firmly.
“Don’t talk to me like that. I will do as I please.” She counters, glaring at me.
God, this woman infuriates me.
“I am not fighting with you, Sierra, not this morning. You will be having breakfast.”
I keep myself calm. I refuse to let her continue to get under my skin. She can do it way too easily. She grabs an apple and takes a bite before she tosses it in the trash.
“What was the point in that? That was just a waste.”
She stands and picks up her mug. “Your lecture is a waste of time.”
She disappears out of the kitchen. My jaw tightens. I am trying my hardest not to lose my temper.
“Sierra, get back here and have some breakfast,” I call after her.
“Make me, jackass.”
I hear her head upstairs. The woman is going to be the death of me. She stresses me out. I jump to my feet and go after her. I barge into her room without knocking. It is my house; I don’t need to.
“What the fuck Ambrose?” she squeals.
She is in a state of undress. My tee no longer covers her body. It stops me in my tracks. I open my mouth to speak, but nothing comes out. It feels dry. My eyes scan her half-naked body. I lick my lips as my eyes fall on her bra-clad breasts. I swallow hard and move them downwards to her toned stomach and perfectly curved hips. Fuck! Her body is perfection. It is causing a slight pulse in my cock.
Sierra seems to be sauntering closer to me. I lift my head to look up at her face, finally. She stops only inches from me with a smirk on her lips.
“Enjoying the view?” she purrs, dancing her fingers down my chest.
What is she doing? I try not to let it get to me, but it is easier said than done.
“I-I-I don’t know what you mean.” I breathe out.
“Yes, you do. You are having naughty thoughts about me.” She replies, full of confidence.
“No, I am not. I wouldn’t be interested in you, even if you were the last woman on earth.” I reply and pull myself together.
Sierra scoffs. “The feeling is mutual. You couldn’t handle me, anyway. You aren’t man enough.”
I step into her. She takes a few steps until the back of her legs hit the bed.
“Trust me, I am more than manly enough for you,” I growl.
It is her turn to swallow hard, “No, you really aren’t.”
I laugh and take another step. She has nowhere to go and falls back against the bed. I lean down and place my hands on each side of her.
“You couldn’t handle me, sweetness.” I hiss and pull away.
I turn and walk out of the bedroom.
“I hate you.” She calls after me.
“Yet, you still want me to fuck you,” I call back before I head downstairs to have some breakfast. I can’t help but wonder if her teasing is part of some plan she is trying to come up with to get under my skin. If it is, I can play that game too.
I quickly whip up an omelette for the two of us. She isn’t leaving the house until she eats something.
I hear her come back downstairs and return to the kitchen. “Can we go now?” she snaps.
“No. We aren’t leaving until you sit down and eat. I have made you some breakfast.” I reply, not even looking at her.
She groans. “Fine! If it means I can get out of here.”
She sits down, not looking or talking to me. She eats every last bit of her breakfast. “I’ve eaten. Can we go now?”
I smirk. “Good girl.”
“Yes, daddy.” She says each word drips with sarcasm.
I was not expecting that response.
“We can leave once I shower and dress.”
“Fine, but can you make it quick? I need fresh clothes.”
“It will take as long as it takes.”
I gather the plates, rinse them and put them into the dishwasher.
“Don’t try running away. I will find you easily.” I warn before disappearing.
I know she is a flight risk. I won’t take long. I don’t trust her to leave her alone for long. I have no idea how I will manage to keep my eye on her. I can’t be around all the time. I will put my most trusted person on it to keep an eye on her when I can’t be around.
As much as I dislike her, I would never forgive myself if something happened to her. I will do everything in my power to make sure no harm comes to her.
I am showered and ready within twenty minutes. When I return downstairs, Sierra is impatiently pacing the hallway in front of the door.
“Where are my car keys?”
“It doesn’t matter where they are. You won’t need them. I will be driving to yours.”
She rolls her eyes, “Whatever. Can we go?”
I nod and grab my keys. I led us out to my car, which is in the driveway. I let her climb in first before I do the same. She focuses her attention out of the window. I reach over to fasten her seatbelt since she hasn’t. She doesn’t even flinch or say thank you.
“You are welcome for me protecting you if we have an accident,” I say sarcastically.
“Well, aren’t you a hero?” Her sarcasm meets mine.
I don’t respond to her. I start the car and head for her place. The journey is spent in an awkward silence.
“Can we stop somewhere so I can get an iced coffee?” she asks, breaking the silence.
I wanted to tell her no to be an asshole, but I have heard her moan enough for one day.
“Yes, but drive-through. I am not giving you an opening to disappear on me.”
I can’t see her, but I know she will be rolling her eyes again. I pull into the drive-through.
“Do you want anything?” she asks.
“No.”
She places her order for an iced coffee. Hopefully, it will keep her quiet for a while. Once she gets her order, I get us back on the road. We won’t be there long. She can get what she needs, and then we will go back to mine. I don’t want to risk her being out in the open for too long.
My place is safe. I have the best security system money can buy, along with a security team who will come any time I need them. I have handguns all throughout my house. No one can get to her at my place.
“If your roommate is home, you tell her as little detail as possible for your reason for leaving. The less she knows, the better. We will be in and out as quickly as we can. You refuse to leave; I will toss you over my shoulder and carry you out.”
I am not playing childish games with her.
“Is my roommate in danger?”
I can hear the concern in her voice for her friend.
“No, but I will have someone check in on her a few times a day if it will put your mind at ease.”
“Yes, please and thank you.” She replies, sounding genuine for the first time since last night.
“You are welcome. I promise she will be okay.”
Sierra falls silent again, drinking her coffee. I sigh to myself. I don’t know how long I can handle having her around, but she will stay as long as needed.
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 restroom, he waited right outside. Who does that? I am not a child who needs to be supervised.Now, as we drive through the secluded woods, with not a person in sight, I shift nervously in my seat. Maybe coming here alone with him was a bad idea! What if he is behind it all? What if protecting me is a front? Why has it taken me until now to consider that? We are in the perfect place for him to keep me locked away or worse. Panic takes over me. A churning stir in my stomach, and my breathing becomes heavy.“Sierra, what the hell? What is wrong with you? Why has your behaviour shifted?” Ambrose asks, concern in his voice, pulling over the car.I turn to him. He looks confused. “How do I know
SierraI have tried to sleep with no luck. Every time I began to doze off, I kept having a horrible nightmare that someone was holding a gun to my head, dragging me away and tossing me into the back of a black van. After three attempts, I gave in. I have packed and unpacked four times to keep myself awake. It’s three in the morning and I am utterly exhausted. I need to be ready in a few hours. To stop from falling asleep, I decided to sit on the floor. I am sitting at the bottom of my bed, hugging my knees to my chest, trying to comfort myself. I haven’t stopped shaking since this morning. I hate feeling scared and vulnerable.There is one way which may help me calm down and sleep. It is a thing I would rather not go through with, but it is my last option. Hesitantly, I pull myself up from the floor. Exiting my room, heading towards Ambrose’s room. It confuses me that the man I can’t stand is also the one who makes me feel safe. I reach his bedroom, stopping at the door, questioning m
AmbroseI storm to my office, shaking with anger. Wade and Roman follow me, closing the door behind them. Turning, I punch the closest wall, putting a hole in it. “Fuck.” I hiss and ignore the throbbing.“What do you want us to do, Boss?” Roman asks.“I want the note checked for fingerprints and DNA. Hack into the CCTV as soon as possible. I need to know who dropped it off. Once I find out who is responsible, I will make them regret the day they were born.” I snap, watching the blood from my hand dripping onto the floor.“We will get straight on it. How is Sierra doing?” Wade asks.“Scared. I need one of you to call into her work and the college. Inform them that, due to personal reasons, she will be absent for at least the next week. Try to convince whoever you talk to to send over her work for her classes. I don’t want Sierra falling behind.” I sigh, running my fingers through my hair.“Do you want us to stay here for now?” Roman asks.I shake my head. “Sierra will be fine here with
SierraI arrive at the office, strolling over to my desk. I have a full shift today from eight to six, since I don’t have any classes. My personal bodyguards will be around outside the entire time. I wish Ambrose would let me be. I am safe here. I am glad to have a full day away from Ambrose.Settling at my desk, I notice a brown envelope with my name on it. Nothing more. Not even the office address or my surname. It must be for someone in the office. It is a little strange, but I brush it off and open it. The content seems to be only one sheet of paper. Slipping it out, I unfold it, something I regret after I see what was written on it. I freeze, fear flooding over me. My heart pounds in my chest, and I struggle to get the air into my lungs.He spilt blood. It is our turn now. Watch your back, Sierra. I gasp, covering my mouth and read it three more times. I quickly fold it back up before anyone else can see it. Who sent this? Someone must have dropped it off in person. I hide my sh
AmbroseI am out in the back yard, keeping a close eye on Kellin and Sierra’s session since they are doing it outside today. Sierra seems to be enjoying it a little too much. No one giggles that much, and no one person is that funny. She is pretending he is funny to show him that she is interested. It is pathetic and desperate. Kellin doesn’t seem to mind. I warned Sierra more than once. Do I need to warn Kellin, too? I will, without hesitation. They know I am here but aren’t paying any attention to me. I have had an odd glare here and there for Sierra, but nothing more than that.A notification on my cell from my front gate grabs my attention. I check it, seeing Wade’s car. He has the codes needed to get in the gate and my house. It still doesn’t make me move. I hear him enter the house, calling out for me.“In the back yard,” I answer.He comes strolling through, stepping outside. “What are you doing out here? You don’t like the morning sun.”I don’t answer with words. I nod in the
AmbroseI am in the kitchen with a coffee. Kellin will be here soon for Sierra’s first lesson. I was supposed to go out this morning because I had some things to attend to, but after their interaction yesterday, I changed my mind. They are attracted to one another, that was obvious, but I refuse to let them be alone. I am not paying Kellin a fortune to flirt with her. I am paying him to teach her to protect herself. If he even tries to make it more, I will fire his ass and get him blacklisted. Sierra does not need a man in her life, either, she has too much going on. Even if I see him touching her the wrong way, I won’t be held responsible for my actions.I hear Sierra coming downstairs. I thought she had overslept. I didn’t even check in on her this morning when I got up. She could have been awake for hours, but stayed in her room to avoid me. She saunters into the kitchen, and I nearly choke on my coffee when my eyes fall on her. A pair of cycling shorts, shorts one and a sports bra