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herrings.
bored.hurry up with the good stuff
Do you honestly mean to tell us you don't know who Rikkard Ambrose is?
hmmm. sounds important lol
I wanted freedom. I wanted the chance to go where I pleased, do what I wished, and not to have to answer to any man for my actions.
best thing I’ve ever tasted.
hahah
‘I hired you under the misapprehension that you were a man.’ ‘I never said I was. In fact, I specifically told you that I wasn’t the man for the job.’ He seemed stunned for just a moment.
LOL
‘Uniform?’ I hadn’t seen anyone in his office so far who wore a uniform. What was he talking about? ‘Certainly,’ he replied, still not looking up. ‘The same uniform you wore on the day I first had the pleasure to meet you, Mister Linton.’
lol he got her there!
‘Mr Ambrose? A Mr Linton to see you.’ In response, there came only silence from the other end.
hahaha this is getting funny
Yes! Show him that a proper girl can be courteous even if a stinking rich man cannot!
shes definitely testing him lol
And incidentally, I do not want you as mine, sincerely or otherwise. Rikkard Ambrose
haha they are both acting like children
Annoyingly
lol mmm its getting too personal for her
My aunt was not a very intellectual person - but when she wanted something she knew how to get it
‘Why do I have to wave this stupid thing around to attract somebody’s attention?’ I demanded, panicked. ‘Why can’t I just walk up to him and say “Hey, I like you”, or “Piss off, dick!”?’
hahah
I perked up. Really? So… I would just have to mess up so badly that she never ever would take me to a ball again. So badly that all the gentlemen would take me for the worst monster in town. A small smile spread on my face
shes insane lol. im such a girl i would have loved to attend a ball
And why the blazes was I suddenly thinking of him?
CAUSE YOU LIKE HIM
was impossible to determine what she thought of him and his elephant ears.
lol shes a hater
Then, suddenly, I was jerked out of my thoughts by the most unlikely thing imaginable. A voice beside me. A man’s voice. A man’s voice asking, in a calm, polite tone: ‘Miss Linton? Will you do me the honour of dancing with me?’
ITS HIM!
‘Err… no,’ I said. He turned a bit red
LMAO shes MEAN
‘Yes. Why don't you try that young lady over there? She looks to be in want of a partner, and unlike me, she actually wants one. Goodbye.’
yes you do lol hes just not there
what is so special about this Mr Rikkard Ambrose?’ I froze in my tracks.
shes hooked
glee. ‘He worked for a living! Among common working-class folk! It is hardly creditable, is it not?’ ‘Please, have mercy on us, stop!’ ‘And not even here in the United Kingdom - but in some wild place in the former colonies!’ ‘You don't mean - oh goodness, you don't mean that awful place… what do the people call it again?’ ‘The “United States of America”.’
lmao!
‘For the most wonderful dance ever. Sir Philip.’ ‘Aww!’
awe
‘Prejudiced against men, my love?’ Edmund frowned. ‘I don't quite understand. Has a man wronged her in the past?’ ‘Not as such. I think it’s rather that she thinks all men wrong her just by breathing.’
hahah
‘You know, I think she secretly wants to be one. A man, I mean.’
lmao
No one is listening. Our secret is safe.’ Hmm… Was it?
this book is seriously so cheesy
as I looked over at the peacefully sleeping form of my little sister, I vowed that we would both be happy and successful even if I had to twist the arm of fate to achieve it!
i love how she cares for her sister
Anybody with sense would seek happiness in yourself rather than in another, because yourself you could always rely upon.
‘He’s an officer,’ my aunt interrupted the barrage of questions, twirling her spoon thoughtfully. ‘You could do a lot worse, Lillian. Better secure him before he changes his mind. Oh yes, you’d better hurry, before he actually gets to know you.’
lol what a bitch
And then I would give Mr Rikkard Ambrose a piece of my mind!
she justs wants to see him
Samantha Genevieve Ambrose Ambrose? A relative? A sister, maybe?
or his wife...lol
‘No! A lover’s love, Edmund. If I could, I would be thine, to have and to hold.’ ‘Oh Ella! Come into my arms!’
im going to throw up
I started to cry. I admit it, all right? I started to cry. ‘I… I don't know,’ I sniffled,
dammit she gave in
‘You just threatened to kill me and now you’re offering me a handkerchief?’ I asked, tearfully. He shrugged,
lol
‘I would fight an Ifrit[23] for you, Sahib… but this creature?’ He gave me a look that reminded me of the way my aunt always looked at me. ‘I must respectfully decline.’ ‘I thought so,’ nodded Mr Ambrose. ‘What in God’s name is an Ifrit?’ I demanded. ‘A powerful half-demon from Arabian mythology,’ Mr Ambrose informed me. ‘They are over twelve feet tall, armed with huge swords and have fists and wings that burn with hellfire.’ Dear me. I had no idea Karim thought so highly of me.
hahahah
You have done an acceptable job so far - for an Ifrit.’ My eyes flew wide open. Had my ears betrayed me, or had Mr Ambrose, Mr Silent and Sullen Granite Face Ambrose, just made a joke?
lol he did
‘Clean up that mess.’
lol what a jerk!
I shall join you in a minute, as soon as I’ve seen how my little Ifrit is doing.’
"HIS"??? lol hmm..
‘No,’ he lied smoothly. ‘In fact I was expecting you to be finished long ago. Don’t be so lazy again, or I will have to reduce your wages.’
lol oh shush
‘If this is going to be a waste of my money, you will be deeply, deeply sorry, Mr Linton,’ he said, his voice as cool as ice. ‘Don’t worry. The onions will be cheap, I promise.’
haha im getting excited!
‘Miss, I believe you have caught your villain! A man of just such a description is indeed staying under our roof at this very moment!’
FINALLY
As we left the room, I couldn’t help a thought shooting through my head: how very, very different this hand felt from that of Mr Rikkard Ambrose.
He sounds amazing, like a modern-day Mr Darcy.’
he pretty much is..its kinda boring and original
‘And he said I was more beautiful than any flower he had ever brought me.’ ‘Enough! Enough!’ With another groan, Edmund slid down the fence until he was on his knees in the grass. ‘Have mercy on me!’
lmao this is so lame
going to see the rain forests and the Great Wall of China!
did that!
Tell me.
awe
Holy Moses! He was coming over!
yay!
He stood in the doorway like a statue of some Greek god about to pass judgement on a poor mortal and maybe throw a thunderbolt or two.
lmao i love it
Was he on foot or on horseback? How did you escape?’
hahaha
course not, Miss Linton, you’re lovely.’
what!?
‘I said…’ Mr Ambrose hesitated.
things are FINALLY getting intereting lol
I was absolutely sure now that me hearing him call me ‘lovely’ had been my imagination. Maybe he had said ‘puffy’.
haha
