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His 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
Last Updated : 2025-01-01His to Consume This is Unacceptable
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
Last Updated : 2025-01-01His to Consume Too Emotional
Lena's POV With a smirk on her face, Verena rounded off a slow sip from her glass before saying, "Lena, you really are too ambitious". She said in a tone suggesting a quiet derision, "Always after higher things, up to much more than you can handle. Perhaps you should just stop it." I stared at her, these strange words trying to fit in my head but not making sense. I already knew that Verena never liked me, but this was something different; this type of act felt like attacking her. "I'm not like your kind, Verena," I said with my voice steady regardless of that unsettling knot in my stomach, "not waiting for my turn as an accessory." Verena's smile deepened, but there was no warmth to it. "And that is your problem, Lena. You think you can live and be part of this world without totally knowing how it works. You keep fighting for things you're never going to get." I did not flinch. I couldn't afford to. But there was the poisonous taste in my mouth now; it was an expression of the w
Last Updated : 2025-01-01His to Consume Pale Of Confusion
Lena’s POV I really needed to get away from all the chitter-chatter, and the phony smiles, and those glances which by now felt like daggers. The heaviness of the evening was getting to me and, by bated breath, one day I was not going to pretend. The clinking of the champagne glasses and a soft hum of conversation from the ballroom overhead made me feel distant and suffocated. I slipped quietly through the back door, and as soon as I stepped outside, the cool night air began working to calm my frantic nerves.The contrast between the chaos of the party was absorbed in the continuing stillness of the park. The silence here would make me deaf; it was so far away from the people I had tried hard to please. The weight on my chest lightened a bit as I crossed to the edge of the lawn, shoes crunching on the gravel. A row of parked cars slashed alongside the street, the trees casting shadows on the pavement to make dark, comforting pockets of solitude. I needed to breathe and find some sembl
Last Updated : 2025-01-02His to Consume Feelings of Defeat
Lena's POV I saw Damien over at the bar, his sharp suit catching the lights as he surveyed the place. I took no hesitation as I made my way towards him, my heels clicking purposefully against the polished floors.“I want to go home,” I said simply, my voice steady yet cold.Damien turned his head toward me, brow furrowing slightly at the sight of my expression. Of course, he asked no questions, demanded no explanation, merely nodded and reached for his car keys."Okay," he said warmly in his calm voice. "Let's go."We started walking together to the exit, the tension unspoken but incredibly strong. As we stepped outside, the coolness of the night outside pulled me around again-healing in a way that a party never could. I clutched my bag tightly, feeling like an anchor, its weight pressed against my hand."What about your parents?" Damien asked as we were almost in his car."They came on their own," I said abruptly, my clipped answer barely concealing my annoyance. "They can find thei
Last Updated : 2025-01-02His to Consume Even The Strongest Breaks
Damien's POV The journey home to Lena's house had been quiet, the memories of her previous episode still lingering in the air. She gazed outside the window, her cheeks marred with tear stains, not saying anything. Two valiant headlights populated the darkened streets lining her side, but my attention was stilted between the road and the woman beside me. She looked so little, so weak, and it dented me. Lena is a force of nature, a woman who walks the world with grace and strength. Seeing her break down tonight was a good reminder that even the strongest have their breaking points. We finally pulled into her driveway when she huffed like she'd held in too much air for too long, then I parked the car and turned towards her. "Come on," I said gently. "Let's get you inside.”She silently nodded as she took the bag while stepping out with me into the night. Freezing air could be felt as it played on our skin. The only sound that was audible was crunching gravel at our feet. By the time w
Last Updated : 2025-01-02His to Consume Frustration And Humiliation
Lena's POV This morning, I found myself waking up from a particularly bad sleep, waking up to a heavy feeling: as if the events of the night before had dragged themselves with me into this new dawn. I woke up with an especially cracked throat and a little ache in my head-a tribute to my emotional roller coaster: I rolled over, pressed my palms on my eyes, and attempted to shove the night before's fog away.I wanted nothing to do with work. I couldn't face anyone in the office, not with the rawness of their frustrations and humiliations, but things had to be done. I reached for my phone on the nightstand and dialed Allyson's cell number. "Good morning, Miss Reynolds," Allyson's voice chirped at the other end. "Morning, Allyson," I replied. It was like my reply was lacking her very enthused tone. "I'm not coming in today; you're coming here instead," I added. "We need to go over a few things before you head to the office." "Sure thing, Miss Reynolds," she said without hesitation. "I
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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
