Snippet #1996189

Amber
Amber didn’t bother to move when Liam told her to scram, she simply followed him in as he handed the letter to their leader. Max took the letter looking it over for a moment, though like always he never faltered, not even the slightest hint of anger or sadness plagued his face. Instead his features stayed strong and that of a leader as he glanced from Liam to Amber. “Amberlyn please, go wait in my room I’d like to have a word with Mr. Pretige alone he said in a calm tone and it wasn’t unusual for Amber to wait in his room she practically lived with him. She nodded gently as she headed to the door the led from his office to his room. The room also over looked the large city she sat on his bed waiting for him to come in much like a little girl would wait for her father to get off work. She was still very much a teenager at heart…she was young and naïve and she didn’t exactly know where she fit in, in this dangerous world. The only thing she did know was Max was all she had and she wasn’t going to let anyone come between her and him.

Max
Maximilien frowned deeply as he shut his office door locking it so others couldn’t come in at the moment. Him finally showing the slightest hint of sadness as he sat down at his desk rubbing his temples for a moment trying to clear his head for a moment. He looked up to Liam “I don’t understand” he said turning his chair so it was facing the window “I could have killed her…and taken her soul” he whispered “Yet I loved her enough to let her go” his voice seemed slightly vulnerable, it was raspy and pained. “She has the guts, to betray me in such a manor” he said darkly as he stood up “If it’s a war she want’s it’s a war she’s going to get” he said slamming his fist on the desk. He looked to Liam his eyes dark and cold, colder than they had ever been “Bring her to me!” he ordered “I don’t care how many you have to kill or what you have to do I want her brought to me!” He smirked “And see if you can’t weed out those who are not true to me.” He said looking to his room “There are weaklings in our government that need to be taken care of.” His voice dripping with hatred “I have a feeling my precious little Amber may be having a hard time picking sides” he glanced back to Liam. “Go now…and bring me that black sheep, she will pay for this” he said heading towards his room where amber waited patiently.