All Chapters of Falling For My Ruthless Protector : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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

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

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'm outside chopping wood for the fire before it becomes dark. The house and every gate around it will all be locked up tight before night takes over. We should be safe, but I will still ensure there is no way onto my property or into my house. I have guns if I need them. I have never used them before, hopefully, it will stay that way.Setting the axe down, I wipe the sweat from my forehead and take a breather. I forgot how much energy and muscle it used to do this. I am not as young as I once was. I get the sudden urge that someone is watching me. I glance around, but at first, I can't see anyone. The feeling doesn't shift. I look up at the balcony, finding whose eyes they belong to. Sierra is out on it, resting over the bannisters with a glass of wine in one hand. How long has she been up there and watching me?Sierra has been avoiding me. I have barely seen her since we arrived. She only made appearances if she was hungry or needed a drink. All while not speaking a word to

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 eyes, she glances up at me. “Don’t look so damn smug.”“I will look smug if I like. You are a mess, and that is without me even fucking you.”She rolls her eyes. “If you don’t get that stupid look off your face, I will climb out of this bed, walk away, and you will be left with your hard cock.” She states firmly, smirking.A loud laugh erupts from my lips. “No, you won’t. You want my cock inside of you too much.”Her threat is bullshit. If she walked away, she would return soon because she would be craving my cock.Sierra scoffs. “Should we test that theory?”“Sure, let's. You wouldn’t last ten minutes before you came back.”With another eye roll, she climbs out of the bed, her legs nearly bu