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Annoyance Not Necessary
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His to Consume We Party Tonight
Lena's POVIt felt as if time was crawling. The very universe mocked me. The more I threw myself into my work, afraid to let the background thought of the party in the evening pervade my thoughts, the more a storm cloud loomed over me. The five o'clock chime allowed me to snap shut my laptop with a certain finality: Enough was enough. Time to face the inevitable.Home was as empty as I had left it; the silence between me and the raging chaos inside my mind was indeed a small comfort. My parents had not arrived, so, at least for now, I had some peace.After a brisk shower, I started my rituals. Tonight was the party; it was a battlefield, and my appearance would be my armor. A black satin gown with a high slit on one side, crosswise, and a complicated neckline that falls heavily onto my shoulders. The fabric clung like a second skin to my body, which accentuated the power and grace.I spent additional time on my makeup app: bold, red lips, and eye smoke that added a dramatic effect to
Last Updated : 2025-01-01His to Consume Sooner Than Expected
Grant's POV Lena turned and at that moment there was a slight wavering look on her face, but after that, her green eyes caught mine, surprised? Annoyed? They flickered and then she composed herself. "Grant," she said, her tone polite but distant. "I didn't expect to see you this soon." Damien's dark gaze switched from one to the other, but the stance of the man was rock-solid. "Require anything, Grant?" he asked, his voice cold yet the warning undercurrent thick. I acted as if I had not heard him and continued watching Lena. "Can we talk? Alone?" Lena hesitated for a moment; eyes went on Damien. I thought for a second that she would say no, but then she squared her shoulders and nodded. "All right." Damien stepped forward, in a towering presence. "If you have something to say, you can say it here." "It's fine, Damien," Lena interjected while placing a hand on his arm. Her touch was light but seemingly did something to help that tension. "I can handle this." Damien's jaw clench
Last Updated : 2025-01-01His to Consume Over Stressed
Lena's POV Damien, who had stuck beside me silently, gazed at the same thing I was seeing. His face remained unchanged, although it was betrayed even by a mere crease of the brow. "Why is Cassidy's family here?" I asked, my voice low though charged with irritation. He met my eyes, calm but sober. "Her family is more important than you think," he answered, giving me the deep look I was expecting. I blinked. "What do you mean?" "The Graham family has strong connections," he explained, in measured tones, "like ties with old money, with political circles...and most likely with more businesses than most people can keep track of. Having them here is not just about Cassidy; it is about what their name means." I frowned and focused back on Cassidy, who was laughing at something said to her by Grant. With his arm around her, the two looked so very familiar. "So? " Must we just suppose that we will find a red carpet for them because they are powerful?" I almost hissed, not able to keep t
Last Updated : 2025-01-01His to Consume Daddy Show Off
Lena's Point of View Finally, I was back inside the hall. I tried my best to suppress that feeling of frustration within me, which I realized would simmer with time. I sat in what I hoped was a normal posture, but my mind was racing. My eye caught Damien in the corner watching me. He bore an unreadable expression. He did not say anything, although it was obvious that he knew that something was wrong. I gave him a little shake of my head, silently telling him to leave it alone for now. As I sat there pretending to listen to the surrounding conversation, I couldn't help being drawn towards my parents, who were already mingling about the party, charming their way through the throng as if they really belonged here. I clenched my jaw, gripping the stem of my champagne glass a little too tightly. This night was supposed to be all about moving forward-that would entitle me to claim my place here under my own terms. But then came my parents to make this feel like fighting on every front.
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Lena's POV Verana stepped closer, her gaze fixed on my mother like a hawk sizing up its prey. “Grant doesn’t need empty flattery, Charlotte. He’s accomplished more on his own than most could dream of.”The words were a subtle jab, but the meaning was clear. Verana saw my mother for what she was: a manipulative opportunist.My mother’s smile tightened, but she didn’t respond. Instead, she turned her attention back to Grant, determined to regain the upper hand.I’d had enough.Pushing my chair back, I stood and walked toward the nearest balcony. The cool night air was a welcome relief, a stark contrast to the suffocating tension inside. I leaned against the railing, staring out at the city lights as I tried to calm the storm raging inside me.I hated this. I hated the way my parents could waltz in and upend everything without a second thought. I hated the way they used me, the way they treated my life as a tool for their own ambitions.Most of all, I hated the way they made me feel lik
Last Updated : 2025-01-01His to Consume We're Here For Lena
Lena's POV "We are here for Lena," my father said finally."Oh, and why not?" replied Verana with a tight smile. "How fortunate for her." Trying to understand, Grant interrupted. "Well, I'm just glad you're able to make it. It's always nice to see familiar faces."His attempt fell short, and silence steeped in unsayables filled the vacuum. Both parents exchanged glances at each other, only for my mother to speak again. "Now we won't keep you any longer," she said breezily. "Grant, it was lovely catching up. Lena, we shall see you later." And they turned and faded away into the crowd, leaving a taut silence behind. I released a belligerent breath, the knot in my chest loosening just a little now that they're gone. "Are you alright?" Grant inquired in a low tone. I nodded. Yes, the weight of the evening was still heavy on me. "Yeah. Thanks for....handling that." He flashed a grin, just brushing my hand with his. "Anytime." As he pivoted to join party-goers, Verana stepped in ev
Last Updated : 2025-01-01His to Consume The Crowd Sympathy
Lena's POV He was really going to make an announcement. The sound of the party went even louder than when Julian ascended the stage, looking phenomenal in his dark suit, polished shoes reflecting little sparkles off the chandeliers. The wireless microphone was adjusted, and the crowd fell silent, gaping towards him. Whenever he was there, there was something about him that commanded attention, whether one wanted to give it. I could see him from my perch, near the edge of the ballroom, with my glass of champagne sitting idly in my hand. My thoughts were still muddled from that earlier encounter, playing that taunting comment over and over and over in my head. I pushed thoughts away and concentrated on the here and now. Julian's smooth, confident voice rang into the hall. "Ladies and Gentlemen-good evening, and thank you for gracing us with your presence here today to celebrate not only the glorious legacy of the Williams family but also the exciting adventures yet to come." There w
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Grant's POVMy ears were still ringing with some of the final applause as I turned to seek out Cassidy in the midst of the throng. Almost throbbing in my veins was a pulse level like that of a galloping horse. Jaw tight, mind racy with a torrent of emotions-jumbles of them all: confusion, frustration, anger-all bubbling messily, threatening to boil over. Whatever it was hadn't been right, and I had made a decision to find out.I saw her -my attention was arrested because of the shimmering golden dress: the laughter of my parents standing in front of the champagne table. The Grahams basked in the spotlight, grinning and self-satisfied, while Lena sat stiffly at her table, anger and humiliation raging just below the surface.This was unacceptable."Cassidy!" I shouted with a cutting tone as soon as I approached.She turned to me, and for a moment, her smile faltered before regaining her quickness. "Grant! What a surprise. Isn't this evening just wonderful?" I did not smile back. I grab
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His to Consume Let's Start Over, Lena…
Lena's POV He stepped in, and I nodded, making way for him.He breathed in and ran a hand through his hair, gathering thoughts again. “Lena, I know I messed up..big time. I know I don’t deserve your forgiveness, let alone a second chance, but for today, being with you, laughing with you... that felt like... something like a preview of what could have been. What we could have been."I opened my mouth to answer, but he raised a hand to stop me.“I’m not asking for an answer tonight,” he said, his voice steady but tinged with vulnerability. “All I’m asking is that you let me keep trying. Let me keep proving to you that I’m not the same man who walked away.”The sincerity in his voice and the raw honesty in his eyes left me speechless. I slowly nodded, my throat tight with unshed tears.“Okay,” I whispered, that single word holding more weight than I had ever expected.Grant’s shoulders relaxed, a small, hopeful smile playing on his lips. “Thank you,” he said softly.He took a step close
His to Consume A New Beginning For us
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His to Consume You're Impossible
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His to Consume I Want You,Lena ...
Lena's POV The steam curled around us warm and suffocating, and my heart raced as Grant stepped closer with his eyes fixated on me. His shirt stuck to him, wet from the rain, and beads of water rolled down his jawline like streams. "What are you doing?" I barely breathed, whispering the question."Staying." The response was simple, his voice steady but soft, as though he had suddenly become afraid any loudness might scare me away.I wrapped my arms around myself instinctively even though I had already shed clothes. "You can't just walk in here, Grant."He stepped closer, his earnest gaze piercing into me. "You could tell me to leave if that's really what you want, Lena, and I'll go. But I think we both know you don't want that.”I did hate it. It was not fair that he could read me so well. He had never been. I had built walls so high, so thick, for years, and here he was, breaking them like glass."You think you know what I want?" I said, a ton sharper than I meant.He paused, an ex
His to Consume I Love You
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His to Consume Can You Trust me?
Lena's POV I shook my head, and the tears spread. "I can't, Grant. I can't trust you." "Then let me earn it," he said. "Let me prove to you that I'm not the same man who walked away all those years ago." I didn't answer. My heart was so full of doubt and fear. But staring into those eyes, I now saw something that I had not seen in a long time. And for the first time in years, I let the possibility of maybe, just maybe, things could be different cross my mind."Please, just give me till tonight," he pleaded, low in voice. "And I'll make you feel just like the first time we met."Arms crossed, I stared at him, narrowing my eyes, trying to read between lines. The first time we met? That seemed like ages ago when everything was brand new and fresh before everything fell apart. How in the world could he recreate that?"So much you're asking for," I said cautiously, words laced with doubt. "I know," he said, as he moved slightly closer. He was close enough that I nearly gasped, covering
His to Consume What Have i Gotten Myself Into?
Lena's POV The next day, I brimmed with the sound of waves crashing down on the shore. The rhythm of the sound puts the ocean both at ease and in confusion. For a moment or two, I forgot exactly where I was. The softness of the bed and the salty scent in the air drew me to a different location entirely. Then the realization slapped me: resort, rain, Grant. I groaned, rolled over, buried my face into the pillow. What have I gotten myself into? The memory of last night was blurry, but certain moments stood out with startling clarity: Grant carrying me to bed, the weight of his arms around me, the steady rise and fall of his chest against my back as I drifted off. I felt my cheeks flush in embarrassment and rage surged inside me like a thunderstorm. Not right. None of this. I sat up in bed, the duvet pooling around my waist, and looked around the room. Beautiful. This one was, of course. Grant always had a taste for luxury, but somehow it was stiffened. The oversize windows encapsula
