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Broken Wills
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2024-12-03 14:21:50
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His to Consume Morning Encounters
Grant's Pov "You knew she'd be here," he said slowly, piecing it together. "That's why you accepted this invite, isn't it? You've turned down this seminar for five years running, and now, all of a sudden, you can't get enough of it. Because of her." I remained silent, swirling the liquid in my glass as I stared out the window. "Well played, sir," Matt said with a smirk, crossing his arms. "But what's the endgame? Trying to win her back or just torturing yourself?" I exhaled, my palm running through my hair as I set the glass down. "What about Cassidy?" Matt asked after a moment, his tone quieter now. "Are you in love with her?" The question hit me like a slap and turned me back to him with a tight jaw. "No," I said sharply, the single word heavy with meaning. Matt studied me for a moment before he nodded. "Then you'd better begin to figure out what you want and quickly. Because this?" He gestured toward me, "This moping, going back and forth-that's not going to win her ov
Last Updated : 2024-12-03His to Consume In The Elevator
Lena's POV The doors slid open again to reveal Grant standing there, his tall frame nearly filling the elevator's entrance. He was dressed sharply, as always, in a tailored navy suit that clung to him in all the right places. His shirt was a crisp white number, and his tie looked to be perfectly knotted, but it was his expression that unsettled me the most....In his eyes was a certain firmness that could be almost easily translated into a word: determination. "Morning," he stated, his voice low, calm, yet there was something else in the way he spoke.I remained silent. My throat had become dry while my feet were stuck on the floor of the elevator.Grant stepped inside, then the doors scotched behind him, and it felt like all that little space all of a sudden felt smaller.I tried to focus on the mirrored panel ahead of us, trying to avoid his gaze, but I could feel him beside me way too close, way too overwhelming."Ready for the seminar?" he asked, as if everything was okay and no
Last Updated : 2024-12-04His to Consume Drunken Situation
Lena's POV "You could say that," I replied with a fake smile. "I'm Sarah," she said, extending her hand. "Consultant from New York. And you?" "Lena Reynolds," I said, shaking her hand. "CEO of Reynolds Palace.”"Nice to meet you, Lena," Sarah said warmly. "This is your first time at such a seminar?""No," I admitted, "but it's been some time since I last attended one."After some minutes of chatting, I found myself relaxing a little. Sarah was bright and witty, and her reflections on this morning's session helped redirect my thoughts from Grant. By the time the break was coming to a close, I had regained my footing a little.Back at my seat, I tuned out all distractions and focused on the next presentation: very diligent note-taking and highlighting key points of evidence. The speaker talked about innovative approaches-to-leadership, and I nodded along with how much I felt nodded.But then came the Q&A, and I heard it.A voice, from the back of the room.Deep, resonant, unmistakabl
Last Updated : 2024-12-04His to Consume Unexpected Kiss
Lena's pov I walked to the wardrobe and rummaged in it for something comfortable to do. After seconds of rummaging, I finally settled on a loose cotton nightdress-simple yet mysterious and comforting, and drew it on, allowing soft cloth to drape all over me. Finally, my hair held a loose braid, as I had no energy to do anything more fancy.I was just about to dive into bed when a knock on the door came.I stop.It was late-too late for room service or cleaning services. I wasn't expecting anyone, and a harder knock came.Frowning, I hesitated with my hand barely over the handle. A knot of discomfort twisted in my stomach. Who could it even be?Finally, the door opened. My breath caught in my throat.It was Grant.But this was not the composed, assured man I had encountered earlier today. No, this grant was a mess. His tie hung loosely around his neck, his shirt partially untucked, and his normally sharp eyes were glassy. He swayed slightly on his feet, and the overwhelming smell of a
Last Updated : 2024-12-05His to Consume Crossing Lines
It was the quiet, suffocating hum of the air-conditioning. Softly settled in the armchair, my knees curled to my chest with my arms around them, I stared at Grant sleeping on the bed. The room was dim with soft evening light, casting shadows over his features. His face, sharp and confident normally, relaxed and even boyish in sleep. For a moment, he resembled the person I remembered… the one who made me laugh and the one who made me feel safe. No longer was the good person that I'd known; the man who had once been something for me, but things now were different - a man who had come back into my life in a way I couldn't fully comprehend. Grant, drunk and vulnerable, sprawled across my bed. Almost surreal. I pushed my fingers through my hair trying to untangle my thoughts and emotions. How had we gotten here? How, in fact, had this whole scenario turned so bizarrely? The questions raced through my mind but wouldn't allow me to answer a single one. The kiss we'd shared just a little
Last Updated : 2024-12-07His to Consume Unreveling Truth
"You see, I needed to see you," he admitted, his voice tremulous but real. "I just couldn't stop thinking about you after today the elevator, the seminar... the whole work."That just didn't do it for me; it simply didn't account for his drinking, the emotional wreck he was obviously, and the fact that he had barged again into my life without so much as an advance warning.“It doesn’t explain the drinking,” I said, narrowing my eyes and focusing on him closely.Grant; he raked a hand through his hair, his usual composure slipping away with each passing second. He looked exhausted, emotionally drained. “Could say I thought it would make things easier,” he murmured, the voice almost unhearable. “Less terrifying to face you. Less terrifying to admit how badly I’ve screwed up.”On a slow exhale, I took a deep breath, eyes narrowing. This was where I could give in completely to raw anger and fury, only his expression turned me away from that. I had no desire to go vulnerable again. I would
Last Updated : 2024-12-07His to Consume Bumping Into Him
The reminder all these words gave was that for the window frames I would have to move my distance. I couldn’t afford to let myself unravel again. Not now. Quickly scurrying out of the shower, I started rifling through my suitcase. Because the seminar was high profile and either made or broke reputations, I strapped up my luck and took out a fitted emerald green dress; nothing but room for complete contouring. It had a conservative neckline and long sleeves; the perfect middle ground between professional and polished. Black-heeled shoes and simple gold jewelry would make it up nicely, and that would be the required look-to project confidence. Let some soft waves linger around my face and hope they impart to me an air of some control. By this time, I should be a tad more like myself by finishing getting dressed. More composed, yet more confident and prepared to face the day ahead. But my polished outside can't shake the gnawing feeling deep inside the pit of my stomach. While zipp
Last Updated : 2024-12-08His to Consume Exposed to The Light
A huge hall was alive with excitement, buzzing with electrical anticipation as the seminar was peaking. The host spoke into the air, reverberating all over the place to capture the attention of the people filling the seats. But my mind was far away from the oratory speeches or the discussions. Damien's cryptic warnings echoed from my head, a constant shadow over this day. "And now, ladies and gentlemen," announced the exuberant host, "please welcome a pioneer in innovation and leadership, Mr. Grant Wells!" Thunderous applause erupted and swept through the hall like a tidal wave, loud and energetic. It was deafening, but I hardly noticed. It made my stomach churn to see Grant rise from his seat in the front. He moved with an effortless grace, his navy-blue suit impeccably tailored, accentuating his broad shoulders and commanding presence. He adjusted his tie with practiced ease, flashing a polite smile at the applauding crowd. The spotlight followed him as he ascended the stage - th
Last Updated : 2024-12-08
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His to Consume Unmasking Secrets
Ariel's POV I navigated the aisles of the upscale grocery store, tossing a few essentials into my cart while my mind replayed the day's events. I was worried about Lena- sickened from worrying about how far she would go. I sighed and rubbed my temples as I walked toward the checkout. Probably a quiet night alone would help me think.After paying, I stepped out on the sidewalk, shifting my bags around in my arms while raising one hand to flag down a taxi.That's when I saw her.Allyson.Lena's assistant.Allyson was a few feet away, standing in the same manner and trying to catch a taxi. My brows twisted downwards. It wasn't strange for Allyson to be out, but there was something about the way she was standing-an urgent, almost anxious-like it's stopping Ariel right in her tracks. Allyson looked behind her as if she were checking for someone before hastily getting into the cab.Clarity came back in a flash. Something was wrong. I moved without thinking and jumped into the next taxi.
His to Consume The Walls Are Closing in
Lena's POVAriel scoffed. "How generous." I met Sean’s gaze, ignoring Ariel’s comment. "And if I don’t?"The smirk was still there, but now there was a little less shine to it. "Then Cassidy keeps coming. And she won’t stop until you’re drowning." I drummed my fingers against the desk. "Tell me something, Sean/ do you enjoy being her lap dog? Fetching threats and delivering messages like an obedient little servant?"His expression didn’t change, but I knew he was getting annoyed with me."I enjoy working for someone who knows how to win," he replied with a bit of a smile. "And that’s exactly what Cassidy is doing."Finally, I lifted the envelope, ripped it open, and removed the crisp letter. My eyes scanned the words and my jaw tightened.Cassidy wasn’t just playing the media against me; she was making moves in the business world. Pulling strings with my investors, aligning herself with my competitors. If I didn’t act fast, she’d have her hands wrapped around my empire’s throat.I pl
His to Consume The Gloves Come Off
Lena PovThirty minutes later I found myself sitting across from Victor in a private lobby of an exclusive hotel. He slid a thick folder across the table. I opened it and scanned the pages with my eyes.The seemingly immaculate life of Cassidy Graham had a few cracks- cracks not seen until this moment."Her finances are not as clean as she makes them appear," Victor said, a calm note to his voice covering a trace of satisfaction. "There are some shady offshore dealings under one of her shell companies; not illegal yet, but it wouldn't take much to make it look like one."I was tapping my fingers on the table, considering.Victor continued, "Her personal life is the other half. She's been seen with Damien quite often. The media would devour the insinuation of an affair."I raised my brow as I looked up. "An affair?”Victor smirked. "That's how we'll frame it."I inhaled slowly while considering the next steps. The offshore accounts were straightforward; they would definitely harm her r
His to Consume No Mercy
Lena's POVI dropped the call and let silence embrace me as my heart regained its calmness. The anger churning in my gut, however, remained unbridled, scorching beneath my skin. Cassidy had drifted in, taunted me before drifting away like a winner. But she was mistaken. I walked to the window and gazed down at the city below. Streets stretched below with the pull of life, unaware of the war that was rising from the shadows. I had built my empire in this city, made my name untouchable. And Cassidy thought she would take it away from me? No chance. I turned back to my desk, flipping through the reports of the latest damage control efforts. The media had been relentless on me. The headlines cast me as a tyrant, my employees as victims, my business as a decaying empire. Some of my top investors had already withdrawn, and those still holding on were betting on my ability to weather this storm. I would. A knock sounded at my door. I didn't look up. "What?" Marie came in, her steps hes
His to Consume Face Off Between Two Queens
In the charged air between us, we both stood on our ground, studying each other for a fight. Cassidy had the guts to walk into my space, my office, as if she owned the place. And yet she didn't bat an eye. No hesitation marked her steps, nor was there any flicker of doubt in her gaze.She wanted this confrontation.Fine. I would give her one.I leaned back on the desk, arms crossed, as I met her ice-cold glare. "You've certainly grown bolder," I said flatly. "All that time spent scheming in the shadows must have done wonders for your confidence."A tinkling laugh escaped Cassidy. She sounded light, but the undertone was sharper. "Oh, Lena. You act as though you haven’t been doing the same. The difference is I don’t hide behind boardrooms and PR firms. I fight my battles head-on."I scoffed. "Is that what you call it? Lying? Poisoning the media against me? You are not a warrior, Cassidy. You are a snake, slithering in the cracks while waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike."He
His to Consume Face Off With The She-Devil
Lena's POVDamien closed the door behind him and leaned against it, crossing his arms. "You are driving straight into a downward spiral, Lena." His voice was low but firm. "And it is pathetic."I shot him a glare. "Excuse me?""You heard me," he said, stepping closer. "Look at you. Scurrying frantically to try and hold on to power, chasing shadows, and lashing out at everyone around you. This is not the Lena I know!""You don't know me," I shot back. "You have no idea what I've been through, what I've had to fight for."Damien's eyes narrowed, and his jaw clenched. "I know you've always been ruthless, but this? This is desperation, Lena. And desperation will make you sloppy."A flare of rage shot up through my chest. "If you're here to lecture me, skip it. I've had enough of your advice.""You need something," he said, his voice slicing into my defenses like a knife. "Because right now, Cassidy's winning. And if you don't stop acting like a cornered animal, she's going to run you out.
His to Consume A Little Misunderstanding
Lena's POV I hung up without another word, mind a million miles ahead of the present situation. This was going to be the start of a legal spate; I was determined to tell my story and remind them how I am the queen of this industry.I spun around toward my laptop, typed up an emergency statement that had to reach each and every national publication before daybreak: Good-naturedly offering recognition of the challenges, some non-essential regrets for "misunderstandings", and reaffirming my commitment to excellence. This was a standard maneuver, creating an impression that had worked in the past any number of times.But it felt wrong. Cassidy was not only trash talking me; she was actually shredding the very fabric of what I stood for. And deep inside, I knew this was no tale about her being hurt or displaced. It was a simple tale of revenge.Sitting paralyzed before the luminous screen, a thunderbolt hit me: Why shouldn’t I play for both sides? Why must I let Cassidy run this fight?No
His to Consume The Mess i Made
Lena's POV Opening the door to my office unceremoniously, there was the loud creak of the hinges shattering the fierce silence. Grant walked in, his usual authoritative self almost hazed with agitation. Clad in his immaculate tailor-suit as ever, the tautness of his jaw and the flickering unease in his eyes gave him away."What do you want, Grant?" I asked as irritation escaped my voice.He shut the door behind him and took slow, steady steps toward my desk. "I'm here to talk about the mess you made, Lena."Leaning back into the chair, I drummed my fingers against the armrest. "The mess I made?" My voice was bitter. "That's something to say coming from you."Grant's expression darkened. "Don't even go there. The tabloids are not exactly kind to you. The Graham family is furious, and now the investors are asking if you are even worth the risk."I sprang from my chair, the heels clacking sharply against the marble as I closed the distance between us. "Don't lecture me about risks, Gran
His to Consume A Snitch Within
Lena's POVMy heels clicked sharply against the cobblestones as I exited the sleek black car, approaching the glittering glass facade of my flagship store. It shimmered like a fortress of success, a tangible testament to everything I had built with my sweat, ambition, and many sleepless nights. But today, even its imposing beauty felt diminished, its big façade cracking only visible to me.I had a holiday from the unending chaos inside the Parisian resort, after my disastrous fashion show. It was a happy place, so peaceful between grittiness. I had sat beside tranquil waters and overdosed on luxury, but even there, a weight of failure pressed down on my chest. And it was an illusion; the calm turned to an ache, that as soon as the real world came in, cold and sharps always were waiting, like an old friend.My empire..the one I had built from scratch, brick by painstaking brick-was under attack, and I knew exactly who the enemy was.As I stepped inside, the same humming environment gre
