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His to Consume Same Old Story
Lena's POV I placed her in the guest room, which was really beautiful with soft cream walls and overlooking the garden. We went back downstairs. Ariel plumped down on the couch, kicking off her shoes, stretching out like she owned the place."So, are you going to tell me what's really going on, or do I have to start guessing?" she raised an eyebrow.I hesitated and leaned against the armrest of the couch. Ariel used to be the one I would confide in, but the thing feels so raw. "It's... complicated," I started slowly."Oh, come on. It's not complicated for you, everything is complicated. So, start at the beginning."I sighed and sat beside her. "Fine. Where do I even begin? My parents showed up at that awful gala last night. Cassidy stole a major sale out from under me, and Grant... well, let's just say he's been playing his little games."Ariel's cheery face hardened at once. "That snake, Cassidy, is messing with you again? And Grant doesn't even get me started. He's been a walking r
Last Updated : 2025-01-02His to Consume Here to Stay
Lena's POVI woke up to find the morning sun brightening the entire room through the sheer curtains. For a few precious seconds, it made the world feel still and light, as if all the chaos and stress in my life had melted away. I sighed and tried to revel in that gossamer peace, but reality came back very quickly. Yesterday's weight pressed heavily on my chest, and a low groan escaped my lips.Rubbing my temples, I sat up in bed trying to pull my will into action. My body felt like a lead, while my thoughts were still tangled up in more memories of the tension and frustration I had been grappling with for weeks. But as I sat there motionless, I could tell something very comforting reached me - a soft familiar aroma that seemed to wrap itself around my senses. Coffee. And something else : eggs? Toast?Shoving the covers aside, I stepped into the robe, letting warm, welcoming scents guide me down the stairs. I was nearing the kitchen when a faint sound reached my ears; I smiled knowingl
Last Updated : 2025-01-02His to Consume New Face of Lena Empire
Lena's POV The atmosphere in the morning was so thick that I slipped into the back of my car with a mind already buzzing with the challenges ahead. I fastened my seat belt and turned to my driver. "Take me to the office, please," I said. My very calm voice belied the storm brewing inside me. Not yet, until I handle the mess waiting for me.Cassidy and her conniving schemes caused us the Fortex deal. I tightened my fists at the thought she played her cards too well this time. The fallout is squarely in my lap now. I know it has already been characterized by wildfire throughout the board, and believe me, they will not be kind.I exhaled sharply, straightened my shoulders. This was my company, my responsibility. Damien has tried to shield me, but no one can defend me better than I could defend myself.The journey through the city streets felt interminably long, a blur through the city and whirring past the window as I replayed the words in my mind. By the time we reached the sleek glass
Last Updated : 2025-01-02His to Consume You Did Well
Lena's POV I stood in silence in the empty conference hall, letting off a regretful breath. It seemed like an eternity after having the audience air with the weighty confrontation that transpired. The board's distrust and the lost Fortex deal, along with Damien's out-of-the-blue offer, swirled in my head like a tornado-howling, stomach-churning thing. I wouldn't let that control me, even though it was irritating.I pushed back my chair, the sound of scraping legs resonating throughout the stillness of the room. I brought myself up, adjusted my blazer, set my shoulders. The Grahams wanted me to fail; they wanted to strip my power away from me, ripping it away from me. They wanted to see me beg, and they wanted to see me crumble.But they knew nothing about me.I walked with the same steady steps out of the room, with Allyson closely behind. My heels click trickly against the polished floor, reminding me at each step that I am going to falter.I gestured for Allyson to close the door b
Last Updated : 2025-01-02His to Consume A Choice To Make
Lena's POVStepping outside into the bright late-afternoon sunlight streaming through the glass walls was too much gravity for me today. The board confrontation, Damien's relentless offering, and the discovery of the Grahams' calculated moves all knocked my breath out very hard. I was not going to let anybody take my company, my legacy from me, although the weight threatened to make me surrender. Still, it burned me hotter inside.The journey back home was a relief-silent with only the hush of the city's strumming engines and engine throating. I leaned my head back against the cushion, letting the cool air from the vents of the car bear down on my face. Most importantly, my mind was anything but quiet. Every thought circled singly around what the Grahams had sought to snatch away.The coziness of home would be fleeting when we finally rolled up to the house as it enveloped me at first sight. The grandeur of the building, the aura surrounding the pristine lawn was as if representative
Last Updated : 2025-01-02His to Consume Meeting Mr. Graham
Lena's POV Waking the next morning was like getting up from slumber to the gentle light of dawn filtering through our windows. For a moment, I felt still, enjoying the peace before the storm. This fight for my company, my name, and my legacy was no longer merely a professional one; it was personal. It was going to take every ounce of focus I could muster.I slid out from between my sheets and went through my regular routine with precision. A hot shower, an iron-sharp navy-blue suit that was straight from the office, and the black stilettos that clicked confidently. Today was not about blending in; it was about standing out and reminding everyone exactly who Lena Hathaway was.Ariel was already up downstairs, sipping coffee at the kitchen counter and scrolling through her phone. Her hair was in a loose bun, and her little frame looked even childish in a huge sweater. But her presence was strong, even under that."Morning," she said, smiling as she looked up. "Are you ready to take on
Last Updated : 2025-01-02His to Consume You Don't Have Have to do it Alone
Lena's POVThe evening air was cool and refreshing as I stepped out of the car and settled into the driveway. The faint chirping of crickets filled the silence, and for a moment, I allowed myself to breathe. But the weight of the day lingered, tugging at the edges of my resolve. Ariel's smiling at me through the doorway as though she knew nothing: a merry salve for my frayed nerves. 'Long day?' "Long enough to feel productive," I replied, kicking off my heels and stretching my sore feet. She passed me a cup of tea; her wordless comment was, "You got this." "You look like you just came from war," she continued, eyebrows raised. "So did you actually achieve anything?" "Some," I admitted, sinking onto the couch. "I had a few meetings that went well, and Damien brought me something... interesting. The Grahams are overextending themselves financially. It is risky for them, and I can exploit that." Ariel raised an eyebrow as she snuggled into the chair opposite me. "Damien, huh? He see
Last Updated : 2025-01-03His to Consume He's Here....
Lena's POV I arrived at the office, and my thoughts were chaotic from the previous day. I needed proof that I could take back power, that I wasn't some weak leader they could walk over.Upon stepping through the door, I was met with the calm presence of Allyson; however, the look on her face was rather telling that something was wrong. She was standing near the reception desk with her eyes skimming the place nervously."Lena," she called softly, and I turned toward her."What's wrong?" I asked, all-too aware there was something wrong."It's Mr. " Graham," Allyson said, glancing over her shoulder to the waiting area, "He's been here from early morning waiting for you."My eyes narrowed, my chest tight. Sure enough, it was Mr… Graham. The nerve of him to show his face here, on my turf, uninvited. It is personal now - even more than business. He played games, just like his daughter and husband had."Is he still in there?" I asked, walking toward the lobby with Allyson trailing behind.
Last Updated : 2025-01-03
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His to Consume You're Impossible
Lena's POVMorning light filtered through the folds of curtains that lavished a golden hue upon the room. I blinked it in; my body was heavy with exhaustion but wrapped in a warmth I had not known for many years. The wash of the ocean outside calmed me; the gentle crash of waves against the shore matched with the slow ebbing of my breath.For a moment, I lay still, suspended between sleep and wakefulness. Then the memories of the previous evening began flooding in, and my cheeks flushed as the actions played out in vivid detail. Grant's hands, rough yet achingly gentle, exploring every inch of me as if he were mastering me all over again. The way he whispered my name, his voice thick with emotion and need, as though I was the only thing left in the world. It was not simply physical; it was deeper than that. Every touch, every kiss, every moment was so raw and intense that it made me feel naked and cherished all at once. He took his time, speaking the words we were too scared to say
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
Lena's POV And just like it was, the evening seemed to fall like a dream, one that I had not realized was in me all along. After a long time, I actually started feeling free-free from the expectations that had shrouded her like a cloud, free from all those endless moments when she had to prove herself worthy, free from the hurt that had pierced her heart for so many days-and where I owe it all to Grant.As the sun lowered into the horizon, filling it with currants of amber and pink, he leaned back amply into his chair, watching me with pleasant eyes and a soft smile, as if everything he had said were true, as if it pained my heart as well."You are staring," I said, arching my brow at him, although I was playfully accusing him. "Can you blame me?" To that he returned in a warm, teasing voice. "You look...happy."I held my breath; the fork suspended above the final bite of dessert. Was I happy? The fearsome, cautious part of me wanted to say no, but, unfortunately for me, it was true
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
His to Consume If You Still Let it
Lena's pov I stared at Grant, my chest constricted by all that he had said. My feelings were in a tangle-they were worse than the storm outside my window. Part of me wanted to believe him and let him hope for another chance at something that had once been so beautiful. But the scars he had left behind had always remained fresh, raw, and they screamed to protect him, not let him in.“No,” I said, my voice shaking but firm. This is not happening, Grant. Whatever this is, whatever it is you're trying to do, it isn't going to work. I am not that naive girl anymore who believes in fairy tales and happy endings. I will not let you back into my life to go rampaging through it all over again."His face fell, the hope in his eyes dimming as my words sank in. For a moment, he looked like he might argue, but then he took a step back, running a hand through his hair in frustration."Lena, I'm asking for something that isn't a fairy-tale," he said, his voice low and raw. ''A chance-a real chance-
His to Consume I Hurt You
Lena's pov I turned around, unable to hold his gaze any longer. And whether my body trembled because of the cold rain or from a cacophony of emotions raging inside me, I do not know. My clothes stuck to my skin. And I wrapped my arms around myself, as though it might shield me from him and that gaze that measured into me as if he might still care.While I stood still as a statue, he spoke to me softly, whispering, "Lena, you do not need to do it alone anymore". Bitter laughter choked out of me when I shook my head and stepped back, trembling slightly. "What is it you want to know, Grant? " What exactly do you think I've been doing?" He turned at me, glaring fury into my eyes. "Oh no! You don't get to swoop in after years of silence, disrupt my life, drag me to some godforsaken resort, and act like you're my savior. That is not how this works."He ran a hand through his wet hair, frustration evident on his face. "You think I don't know how much I've hurt you? You think I don't reply
His to Consume Get up ,Lena
Lena's POV I walked straight to the door, it banged shut behind me by a sound that resounded around the whole house like the beating of my heart. All was a blur in my vision- a cocktail of rage and absolute disbelief. Grant's words seemed to ring loudly even being drowned by that sound; they cut through my defenses like a knife. As though everything he did to drag me away from his wedding and among some other guests at this lonely resort would fix himself for those years. In short, he was wrong. Very wrong.I hurried through the corridor, my steps heavy against the wooden floors. The air outside smells thick and humid, but as soon as I stepped outside, it felt like a release of breath. I wouldn't have cared where I was or how far he had brought me away from civilized areas. All I could think was that I had to be away from him. I needed space to think, feel, and breathe.It was the moment I pulled out my phone to call someone-anyone-that I realized there was no service. Of course. Wh
His to Consume It's Still You
Lena's POV His words flooded over me like a tidal wave, threatening to pull me under. I wanted to be angry, to scream at him for his complete recklessness, but part of me-a small, fragile part-wanted to believe him. Wanted to believe he meant every word. "Just what do you mean by that?" I asked, my voice shaking. "You can't just get up and decide in the middle of your wedding that you want me." That's not how this works, Grant. "I know I messed up," he said, leaning forward, his elbows resting on his knees. "I used to make so many mistakes, Lena." But not again will I be able to leave you.”I shook my head, as I could feel storm-like emotions swirling inside me. "Do you even know what you just did? This is more than just a thing between us, Grant. There are real and tangible consequences. Cassidy, your family, my reputation, how am I supposed to face any of those after this?" "I will fix it," he said positively, with blazing eyes. I don't care what it takes; I will do whatever is r
