Sold to be Free

"Chapter 11" All His

The doctor came out with a smile.

Your wife is perfectly fine, he said with a nod.

And unexpectedly, Ambrose felt a new lease of life.

He never thought that someone would be called his; he was assuming that he claimed authority over her.

The doctor's words just bring him to the finest charm of his being.

Can I see her? W falter gesture Ambrose continues.

Yes, why not? The Doctor permits him, and he walks inside the room.

Her eyes were closed and she seemed heavenly beauteous.

An extremely beautiful girl was sleeping and that was a serene and enchanting sight for him. Katherine's face was relaxed and peaceful, highlighting her natural beauty even more. She looks delicate, untouched, and pristine. His lips smirked in a wide smile, and he clutched her hand; all of sudden, all the softness of her being absorbed by his strong stature.

He expanded his sight and noticed her breathing and the gentle rise and fall of her chest was creating a sense of calm.

He tugged her loose hair off her face; perhaps they were cascading around her pillow, adding to the tranquil scene, and then he stopped and breathed in this gap. He breathed in her hair and felt the most mesmerizing inhaling of his life.

In sleep, her features might seem even more delicate, and there's a sense of innocence and vulnerability that can be particularly captivating.

I long to conquer this, and I promise I will, Ambrose smirked while seeing that beauty in a deep sleep.

For the first time in his life, he felt this kind of captivation and fascination from a woman.

For Ambrose, a woman is something that he can change every day. He plays away every day with a new woman, but he never felt this kind of sense from anybody.

He wanted to hold her and abduct her and make her his, all his.

Maybe he was attracted by her beauty, but after he was more inclined because of her purity and innocence.

That innocence that he never wanted to share or show anyone.

Probably, Katherine wakes up that monster in himself.

Suddenly he heard the door opening and his face went arched, he turned around and all of sudden he felt bad blood that had been built between these two good friends.

He saw Henry and Henry's eyes stuck on their hands, he turned his eyes towards Ambrose and made a suspicious face.

What are you doing with her? Henry asked.

What are you going to do with that? You are not allowed to ask questions. Ambrose was cold, and Henry felt that anguish.

What happened to you? Henry was appalled, and Ambrose seemed to be all to clock.

Nothing, let's get outside, he let out, and they both walked outside.

Now will you tell me what the drill is? Henry asked.

I am about to configure something, but don't want to tell anybody anything, Ambrose replied.

You can, I am your friend. Henry was not happy to see his hand in her hand, but Ambrose was the hen that gave him a gold egg for his living.

I don't know, maybe we should discuss it some other time, Ambrose said. Ambrose was not trusting him but his amicable eyes were flustering him.

You can tell me, I will be with you at any side of your life, Henry said.

Yeah, you are right, and all I wanted from you was to stop getting close to her, he said straight, and Henry's mind was cleared out.

Okay, as you say, you are my closest one, Henry said, and Ambrose felt warmth.

So you are not into her? Ambrose asks.

Why would I? Never, I have predicted it in your eyes, Ambrose, and I would never steal anything that belongs to you; Henry let out a smile, and hearing that, Ambrose felt relief.

I was having that burden on my heart, Ambrose said.

Yes, you take things wrong; I respect her because her books give me the charm of life, but nothing else, Henry assured him, and Ambrose felt relief for the second time.

I know I can trust you blindly, Ambrose said and Henry nodded.

Anytime my buddy, Henry let out and opened his arms for him, Ambrose didn't think twice and gave him a warm hug.

You are my greatest strength, Ambrose said.

I will always be, Henry replied.

You are missing something, Henry let out while letting go.

What is it about? Ambrose asked.

She is engaged, Henry said and Ambrose smirked.

No one can say no to me, Ambrose said.

But she does already, Henry said.

Let me see, Ambrose felt a sense of worry.

Another thing, Henry sticks to him again.

You are having a meeting with your shareholders, Henry said and Ambrose wiped his face.

I forgot, can you take it for me, Ambrose said.

No, I can't there are things that only you can handle, Henry said.

So who will take care of her? Ambrose said.

What are you saying? I am always here, Henry let out, and he pulled his brow.

I mean, she is my responsibility, because you are her owner and I am your servant, so I must protect her, Henry said.

Thanks, Ambrose said and Henry nodded.

This is nothing, he said.

Give me all her reports, Ambrose let out while leaving, and Henry nodded with a smirk.