Darkness(A Storm and Silence Fanfiction)

Break Up and Make Up

Authors Note: Hey guys I decided to update as a surprise present for all of your support over the last couple days as this fanfiction was started. Thank you to everyone and enjoy😉

Warning: hot n steamy scenes ahead😏😏😏

I was going soft! 

The once granite hard Rikkard Ambrose was slowly giving way to some (love)strucken fool that meandered around with thoughts of only his beloved. This was preposterous!

That's love for you Rikky....enjoy it.

Every time he closed his eyes he could see a rapid procession of images of her flash by as if they were burned into his inner eyelids. Images of her kissing him back with fervor; taking shelter with him under a camel in the midst of a Sandstorm; creatively cuddling and huddling in the darkness and solitude of the cold desert night; their exhilarating escape from the French Island; her coming into work every day and somehow brightening up the cold stone walls just by simply being there; holding hands with Captain Carter on one of their frequent walks to the park; the Captain kneeling to press a(probably) slimy kiss to the back of her hand. 

He felt almost feverish in his delirium. What had possessed him to-to act like a soft fool? To pine after a woman of all things? To value someone over his precious money? To spend most of his waking and sleeping hours obessesing over? To reject a brilliant and scheming plan just so he would not cause her any distress?

Mr Rikkard Ambrose had never cared for others' emotions previously; why was she such a big exception to all his rules concerning life? And now the biggest rule renounciation of all; falling in lo-

"Mr Ambrose sir?"

He snapped out of his ludicrous thought process and coolly replied "Yes Miss Linton?"

Wait. No. He had just called her Miss. Miss, of all things. Just when he thought he had successfully compartmentalizations his internal and external behavior, he had to go and do this, ruining all his previous efforts at staying detached. Fantastic. 

"Sir? SIR! Mr Ambr-"

"Leave MR Linton" he emphasized. 

"No. I am not leaving, you arrogant prick, until you admit to acknowledging me as the woman I truly am!" Her beautiful and fiery chocolate brown eyes lit up with passion and she stood her ground.

Beautiful? Rikkard snap out of it!

"Leave now Mr Linton or else I will not be held responsible for my actions."

"Ha you think you can threaten me, you wanker? I'm ten times more tough than any man in this office!"

His normally adequately functional brain seemed covered in a confusing, inhibition dropping, haze. He forced his next words out of clenched teeth. 

"You will be in imminent danger if you do not leave the premises of my office right now Mr Linton"

"Never, you son of a donkey!"

Very well. I warned her.

With no warning, he stepped out from behind his desk and pounced on her, crushing her to the nearest stone wall and pressing his strangely soft and warm lips to her own as all logical thought flew out of his stone cold head. 

"Mmph what the bloody hell you son of a bachelor!" And then she leaned into the kiss and a sensual, animalistic moan escaped her mouth. 

He grabbed her perfectly proportioned derrière and lifted her onto his sturdy desk and growled "You're mine Mr Linton. MINE."

She smirked and with an impish glint in her eye she said "Prove it."

In an instant his lips covered her as they clashed; fire and ice; soft and hard; light and darkness, until he felt her soft, oddly dainty, hands move to his chest. "Off. Take it off Dick."

"Don't call me that" he hissed. Of course it was all only for show as he most definitely was just a slight bit titillated from her touch and her choice words. 

She gave him a mischievous and daring look and grasped the buttons of his tailcoat and pulled them apart with such force that the small expensive buttons scattered in every direction. 

She was on him in a second; covering every expanse of the recently revealed skin with her soft touch and even more alluring lips until he lost all sense of propriety and began to moan lowly in her ears. 

She looked up at him with hooded eyes and smiled a disarming and playful smile. 

At that moment he knew that he wasn't going to enjoy the next thing that came out of her mouth. 

"Well my work hours are complete sir. I suppose I will head back home now so as to not trouble you further"

"Miss Linton!" He cried in near desperation. 

She slowly turned, displaying her curvaceous form to his thirsty eyes.

"Yes Rick darling?"

He didn't even bother to correct her informality and instead commanded curtly "Don't Go"

"But don't you remember Dick dear? I have a wonderful evening walk planned with the delightful Captain Carter...I distinctly remember telling you this morning my dear."

He saw red. With those simple words, he never wished to end someone as badly as he wished to end that daft Captain and his ghastly embroidered waistcoat. That man had strucken again! He was now even intruding on his time with his very private secretary. Rikkard Ambrose took nearly  ten minutes to calm himself down to look around his room again. 

His secretary had vanished. 

Probably to see her secret lover, Captain Carter. 

With a hint of a grimace marring his otherwise perfect visage, Rikkard cursed that man to the depths of hell and closed his eyes, sighing deeply and wondered why on earth rooms that used to be adequate now seemed colder and more reproaching after his secretary left them?