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His to Consume Trouble In Paradise
Lena's POV I averted my gaze, embarrassed. “Because I thought I would be able to manage it myself. I didn’t want you to think of me as a pathetic person who needed to be rescued. I believed I was strong enough to handle it all, but I was mistaken. I hurt you, and I hurt myself.”Damien let out a long sigh and stared at his palms. “Lena, I appreciate that there was pressure on you, but I need you to know that it is not true. There is no need for you to bear the burden all by yourself. I wanted to help you… if only you allowed me to.”It was a moment of stillness, and I felt my eyes begin to get watery. “I understand, and I apologize so much. If it were possible, I would turn back the clock and act in a different manner. While I do not ask you to simply let it slide, I wish you to understand that I am motivated to compensate you in any way I can, as best as possible.”He breathed out, if only to soften that rigid look a little in what seemed to be a pitying way. “Lena… I am not sure th
Last Updated : 2024-11-20His to Consume State Of Confusion
Lena's POV That night, I laid on the bed thinking about the series of events that had transpired over the past weeks. No, I was aware that I could not alter history, but I could envisage a better tomorrow. And that tomorrow had no place for Grant or anyone else for that matter.In the morning, I woke up resolved. I was going to show Damien and, more importantly, myself that I could be a worthy person without him. And even if it proved to be the hardest thing to do, I was going to go out there and fight for him, for us.Damien entered my office, an envelope in hand, ready to take over. I was so entrenched in work, trying to organize several bits and pieces into place, that I hardly noticed him. He coughed politely, my attention diverted from my work, and when I looked up, he was right beside my desk with an unreadable look on his face.“Lena,” he began, after a moment’s silence, and extended the envelope to me. “This was delivered this morning. It is an invitation for an awards gala.
Last Updated : 2024-11-20His to Consume Back Again And Better
Lena's POV Her gaze grew frosty, a trace of malice lurking beneath her professional smile. "Oh, I have no doubt you are making an effort, Lena. But, some individuals are raised in such spheres, while some… well, their entire existence is spent ‘fitting in”, only to find out that they are not the one.’”It was more contempt than cloaked, and I felt my jaw tense. I was not going to allow her the pleasure of seeing me distressed.“I do not think the idea of belonging is something that one is simply born to,” I said, adjusting my posture to stand a little taller. “It is something that one earns. Through effort, through loyalty, through ethics. And I am not here to seek anyone's wow factor. I am here because my work and its efforts deserve recognition. Just as it would for any other.”There was something dangerous flickering in Vivian's eyes, as though she was not familiar with someone talking to her like that. But she composed herself promptly, and gave me a condescending smile. “Well, i
Last Updated : 2024-11-21His to Consume Meeting Again
Lena's POV Verena then redirected her look at Damien, elongating her lips in a faint smile. “And Damon, the pleasure is all mine, as always. You are in great company tonight,” she addressed him, albeit with an underlying tone that was slightly off.Damien tactfully avoided any further engagement by absorbing the atmosphere. “Vivian,” he turned to me and acknowledged. “I trust the night is treating you well.”“Oh, of course,” she retorted with an attitude while turning back to face me. “I must commend you for being here, Lena, with your… let’s say resources are severely limited. I can only imagine how difficult such levels must be for people like you.”There was an uncomfortable pinch on me, but I managed to keep my voice emotionless. “That’s why no one fears Mrs. Wells, because every challenge makes us better. I do believe that everyone present understands the significance of the grit and the will that goes into every worthwhile endeavor.”Verena raised her eyebrows slightly as a wid
Last Updated : 2024-11-21His to Consume What A Night!
Lena's POV I didn’t reply. I continued striding in a straight line without turning my head. But while I was basking in my victory, those words were a nagging thought at the back of my head. As I settled in beside Damien once again, I was somewhat disappointed at myself for thinking Grant was going to vanish from my life. Damien studied me carefully, almost as though he could read my mind and dismiss the fears that I had. “You are alright?” he asked with an undertone of concern. I inhaled sharply and looked down for a moment, relaxing my hold on the award. “ Uhnnn…. Yes,” I managed to say while suppressing a line of mounting dread. “I am now.” Yet still, in the farthest reaches of my consciousness, I had a feeling that this night was not the end of something but rather the commencement of another hardship that was sure to test me in ways I had never imagined. And even if I wished to rejoice in success and party on, part of me had already gone into battle mode anticipating the onsla
Last Updated : 2024-11-22His to Consume He's Taken
Lena’s POV I inhaled deeply, managing to put my composure in place and exited the restroom prepared for the next course of action. Upon going back into the function, I took note that the tightness within my chest remained, but I couldn’t allow it to impede me. This night was meant to be a commemorative event, and I was not going to allow anyone to spoil it. As soon as I stepped outside the stall, I felt like taking a break. Everything was getting to me: the small talk, the awards, the particularly stressful moment with Verena. I looked around the room, searching for somewhere to regroup. I found a bar, hidden in the far corner of the hall. A glass of something would help, even if it was just to ease my jangled feelings. I proceeded to the bar, the drone of voices waning into an inaudible background. Upon arrival at the bar, I was acknowledged by the bartender with a slight inclination of his head, a warm smile adorning my face as he served me a glass of wine which he filled with re
Last Updated : 2024-11-22His to Consume Forgive Me
Lena's POV The rest of the evening went by with the presentation of speeches, singing of toasts, and general merry interactions that occur when people are well-dressed and celebrating. Even as I sat beside him with his hand still holding mine even tighter, the words of the bartender kept on haunting me. Engaged. It seemed that this was the only word that was playing in my mind over and over again, tracing back the memories that I wished would die down. I shifted my gaze to Damien. He was fully engaged in a polite conversation with someone from another company, actively involved by nodding along to what they were saying. Taking a glance back at him composed and calm, concentrating on the moment, he pulled me back to the ground once again. He was most deserving of my attention and I did want to pay it to him and to us, this new stage in my life that I was beginning. But the persistent thoughts irritably refused to abandon me. After a while, I felt it unnecessary to hold Damien’s hand
Last Updated : 2024-11-23His to Consume Let Me Have Some Air
Lena’s POV As Damien and I moved toward the door to exit, a voice that was directed towards us was heard from behind, causing us to halt. “Going already?” Grant’s tone was quite pleasant but some underlying tones that were unfriendly, almost provocative. I felt more strength in the clasp that Damien had on my hand as he turned around to reply to Grant but ignored his rudeness, saying, “Yes, Lena’s not feeling well,” he said in a very level tone. I looked down in order to avoid Grant, my heartbeat slightly elevating. I didn’t want to face him, I didn’t want the fidgety feeling he inspired in me to show. Grant did not talk for a few seconds and then turned in my direction. He looked at me like he was trying to decipher the expression on my face in silence. “However,” he finally broke the silence, his voice still kept that unnerving level, “I wish you a speedy recovery, Lena.” The way he addressed the matter left me with the feeling as though he understood precisely h
Last Updated : 2024-11-23
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His to Consume She Was Cassidy
Gants POV It was warm and golden in the dining room; a chandelier threw its warm light across the polished mahogany table. The vast expanse of it was excessive for just three placed settings as it had always been-opulent, formal, and cold, like the house itself.As I stepped into the dining room, all eyes fell on me. Sitting with a glass of red wine, poised yet again, she was Cassidy. Blonde hair lit up by light framed delicate features, and the smile, that turned out to be a sunny one upon seeing me, was shown. The same smile she used to have when she used to disarm me, but this time, it got on my nerves."You just made it," my mother said as she walked in from the other side of the great room. She gestures toward the seat laden across from Cassidy. I didn't sit down. Instead, I stood, arms crossed, at the head of the table, surveying the scene with irritation and exhaustion. "I thought Cassidy was going to leave."The smile on Cassidy's face faltered momentarily but was back on ag
His to Consume Won't You Bid Her Goodbye?
Grant's POVTo begin with, at this hour, the hotel lobby seemed pretty quiet; one could hardly hear the hustle and bustle typical of a morning. Following some steps back was my assistant, Elliot, who seemed so much tied to his clipboard. All this was like a heavy weight in my chest, matching the tension in my stride, each step leading away from Lena. I did not turn back into the room, no turning around on the memories, and certainly not even to the ache I was doing everything I could to suppress.Elliot swayed slightly above the entrance before he spoke, aware that he shouldn't be much of a bother with his voice taking caution. "Are you sure you do not want to bid Lena goodbye?"I clenched my jaws tighter, the question rattling more than I would want to let on. My fingers creaked the leather handle of my suitcase under the weight of pressure. "What's the point?" I said gruffly without looking at him. "It's done. She has made her decision." Elliot took offense and held up his pace fo
His to Consume Leaving The Past
Lena's POVI stood on the curb clutching my bag handles tightly and watching the morning sun ignite a golden hue all over the city. Beside me stood Damien, tall and composed, though he was scanning my face as if searching for some treasure that, honestly, I don't think I could ever give him. He had a steady bearing; a kind of quiet observer with a mind as sharp as possible with a knack for problem-solving. But this one, he couldn't solve no matter how badly he wanted to."Lena," Damien started, his voice low and steady. "You don't have to do this at all. Walk away for now, sure. But running away entirely? That's not you."He tilted his head so that I could meet his stare. My heart ached with all that concern etched into his features. Damien was my rock in everything, yet he couldn't understand the weight of my decision. It was not merely about leaving Grant; it was about everything I had previously attached to my identity."Running away isn't what I'm doing, Damien," I said softly, th
His to Consume I'll do What's Right.
Lena's POV Oh, great unbelievable silence that is thick and suffocating, under our broad and stretching between us. I could feel the warmth of his gaze on me, the desperate creeping into all of his movements, touching my hand again, but I pulled it away before he could have. ""Lena," he breathed, his voice barely audible now, emotions raw. "I never wanted to hurt you. I never wanted this. Please, don't do this."My silent refusal matched the tears bubbling within me. This was the kind of thing I hated. That it had come to be like this. But there was no denying the reality. Everything he did-everything that I had come to learn about him-had put me in a different set-up. Changed me as an individual from viewing him, from viewing myself, too."Grant, I can't live all my life in the shadows, wondering if what people say is not true. I deserve more; I deserve the truth, and I deserve someone who can be honest to me, someone who will not keep secrets.”His face twisted in pain, and for a
His to Consume I Can't Do This
Lena's POV "I can’t keep living in the shadows, Grant. I can’t keep wondering if everything I’ve been told is a lie. I deserve more than that. I deserve the truth, and I deserve someone who can be honest with me, someone who doesn’t keep secrets."His face twisted in pain and for a moment seemed so vulnerable to me, so broken, that I was almost tempted to lower my defenses. Almost. But the strength I had found in myself during the last few days, the clarity that had come in learning to see the truth for what it was, held me firm. I couldn't let him back in. There was no basis to what we had created: everything was built on the flimsy foundation of half-truths and lies. Not when the price of trusting him again would cost me my peace of mind, dignity, and self-respect."I'm sorry, Grant," I whispered, almost choking with all the emotion floating between us. "But this is it."Grant was standing there, frozen, and the weight of my words was now sinking into him like stones being let down
His to Consume Could I Trust Him?
Lena's POV I stared at him, trying to decode what he might mean. There was something in that voice, something raw that I had never heard before. As if he was breaking the walls which always kept me at a distance. But at the same time, that thought did not vanish from the chest."I am not asking for immediate forgiveness," he continued. "Though I want you to know that for everything I did, all has been for us. For you. For this." He gestured between us, his hand trembling slightly. "I never intended to harm you. I swear."For one moment, everything that I could do was stand and look at him, trying to read his expression. His sincerity seemed real as it was dissected into parts, but that in no way kept him from hiding something. The gap between his words and those documents in my hand was too wide to be bridged just by an apology."I don't know what to believe anymore," I murmured, the words escaping before I could stop them. "I don't think I can trust you anymore."Grant's face crumpl
His to Consume You Want The Truth?
Lena's POV The truth had already started unwinding. The pieces of the puzzle were scattered and despite my good attempts to fix them, they did not fit in a way that made sense.By the time I reached my apartment, it felt as though the weight of the folder was sheer unbearable, as if the papers inside really pressed down on me with the force of all the things I had avoided. I placed it on the kitchen counter, but even now, it was as if it was still in my hands, the aura of its presence lingering in the air around me taunting me with the decisions that I had to make.I paced, trying to clear my mind, but the thoughts came faster now. What had Grant been hiding? What was he really capable of? And Damien… Could I trust him? Could he really be the one to expose Grant for who he truly was, or was he just using my vulnerability to get what he wanted?Frustration built as I ran a hand through my hair. Obviously, the evidence Damien had given me would not be something ignore-worthy. Irrespect
His to Consume How Will You Prove it?
Lena's POV Now, instead of the warm cocoon of his embrace, it pressed down the storm raging in me. No matter how much I wanted to believe him, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss. Grant's heartbeat pulsed steadily against my ear, and it sounded too calm for the seriousness of our discussion. I pulled back a little to look up at him."How will you prove it?" I whispered.His eyes met mine, their intensity unwavering. "I’ll show you everything, Lena. My business, my finances, whatever it takes to put your mind at ease."It was indeed a daring promise - one that perhaps not many would easily make. Yet, it still could not wipe off the last ember of doubt in my heart concerning this issue. His willingness to be open seemed very convincing, but it also sounded like an act, like he had prepared himself too well for this moment."Okay," I said hollowly. "But I need time, Grant, to think about everything."He nodded back, almost instantly softening his expression. "Take as l
His to Consume Damien Told Me.
Lena's POVI just got inside the hotel lobby. My mind turned into a maelstrom of thoughts and doubts. The jewel-encrusted chandeliers above me and the shiny marble floors turned surreal, even seeming to mock the chaos inside of me. People passed and flowed on around me, completely ignorant of the storm raging within me. Laughter, hum from casual conversations, clicks of heels on polished floors-it just all flew by me.I had to find Grant. But how was I supposed to start? Damien's words became shadows on every one of my thoughts. What if Grant, with all his idealism and balance, was masking something infamously dark? It was unbelievable. I couldn't, but I knew better than to be thought reckless in ignoring the possibility.I gingerly pressed the elevator button as my hands trembled. Upon seeing the open doors, I stepped in and leaned back against the mirrored wall, staring at my own reflection. My face appeared pale, my eyes drawn. It was only another mark on the lines and expressions
