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Damien To The Rescue
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2024-11-28 15:41:03
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His to Consume Finally! She's Exhausted
The constant noise of engines running and the low light in the cabin, after a while, made Lena fall asleep, albeit not peacefully. Her body, which was already tired from all the stress and preparation of the day, finally succumbed to the fatigue she had been battling all day long. Her head was slightly tilted towards the seat edge as the seat back could no longer contain her, her files still held loosely in her palms. Hours went by in the blink of an eye, and she was lost…when the irritating sound of the clouds broke the silence. “Men and women, I am the captain of your ship. We will be touching down at Bangkok airport in about 20 minutes. Kindly ensure that your seatbelts are fastened and that all hand baggage is secured. We trust that you have enjoyed the flight.” Lena opened her eyes and blinked several times, momentarily lost as she remembered where she was, surrounded by darkness and faint sounds of activity. Her muscles were rigid, and her hair, which was previously held in a
Last Updated : 2024-11-28His to Consume Getting Settled
Lena followed the steward carrying her stowed bags toward the elevator. The body ached after a lengthy flight. Sadly, every step seemed heavier. The steward, so impeccably dressed in a hotel uniform, moved swifter with a demeanor that could be described as polite but efficient. He then opened the elevator door and gestured for her to step in. The ride up was quiet and peaceful, accompanied by the soft humming of the elevator. Lena surveyed her reflection on the polished walls and took a good stare at how tired she was. Her hair was slightly out of shape from her earlier messy bun because of dark circles under her eyes, which were much more pronounced under the brightness of the elevator's interior lighting. She made a mental note to fix herself before doing anything else. At the other side of the elevator doors, the steward escorted her along a wide, thickly carpeted hallway with walls that displayed contemporary artworks, each piece of which was spotlighted with warm illumination.
Last Updated : 2024-11-30His to Consume A Familiar Face
This was the moment when a soft, purposeful knock came at the door and brought Lena back into focus. She crossed the room to open the door and found standing before her a polite young woman clad in a crisp uniform. In her hands was a tray covered with a polished silver dome. "Room service," the woman said with bright prettiness. "Thank you," said Lena, stepping aside for her to go inside. The attendant moved gracefully into the room, almost rehearsed in her movements, and placed the tray on the small dining table by the window. "If there's anything else you need, ma'am, please don't hesitate to call us," she said, still arranging and straightening the table settings. Lena smiled. No. That Shall Suffice. Thank you. Nod of the attendant, and she went back to the door and softly shut it behind her. Lena turned back to the table and gazed at the covered tray. The glowing in her stomach made it quite impossible to miss just how long it had been since she last had a meal. She reached o
Last Updated : 2024-11-30His to Consume An Unexpected Grant Wells
Lena stood pressed back against the door of her hotel room with a racing mind. Had she actually seen him? Or her mind was playing tricks on her? Grant was not supposed to be there. He was supposed to be at home drowning in business meetings and dealing with Damien. Anyhow, the reason for accepting this invitation for a seminar was to distance them... from the sordid tension building at work, not having the much-needed conversations, and even from all those memories that she wanted to forget.Breathe, Lena, she told herself. She took a deep breath and put her ear to the door and listened. No sound, no footsteps coming closer. With slow caution, she turned the lock and opened the door just a sliver, peeking out into the hallway. Empty. Her heart slowed its wild beating. Perhaps she had only imagined him. After all, she was sick, hungry, and drained emotionally. It would hardly be a stretch for her mind to come up with a familiar face, especially one weighed by so many unresolved feel
Last Updated : 2024-12-02His to Consume Restaurant Enclosure, World Collision
The sounds from the bustling restaurant within shrank closer around Lena. Her face was in all its roundness focused on her plate, the distant, muted staccato returning from both sides of the room only fed into the rest of her consciousness. But even so, her very sensitive body picked up somehow the steady, unabashed inescapability of Grant's gaze upon her. It ambushed her against fight, and the minute her hunger started to ebb away with every passing moment, her appetite slowly waned. "What are you thinking?" His voice broke into the silence, smooth and steady but with a tinge of curiosity, making her chest tighten. Lena did not raise her head. "I am thinking that you shouldn't be here," she said under her breath, holding on tight to the edge of the table as though she were trying to convince herself that she was still there and not anywhere else. Grant leaned slightly forward, resting his forearms on the table. "You are acting as if I made my way here just to follow you. I wasn't
Last Updated : 2024-12-02His to Consume Broken Wills
Lena's POV The restaurant door shut after me, but the chill evening air couldn't expel the hurricane of frustration curled in my chest. My feet walked down the cobbled road toward the hotel, while my brain replayed words Grant had said in my head. "Prove to you that this is worth it." His voice mocked me, and I could not fight the impulse to ignore it. What does he think? That he can just walk back into my life and everything will be okay? With promises? With confessions of care? It does not work like that. Not after all that he has done. My fists tightened inside my coat pockets, the nails digging into my palms. You don't have to break up with someone, walk away, and then come back because it is convenient for you, Grant. When we were together, I would give him everything. My time, my trust, my heart. And when things got tough, he finished it. Just as easy as that-without warnings, without explanation. He left me standing there, wondering what I had done wrong. Those nights w
Last Updated : 2024-12-03His 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 : 2024-12-04
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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
