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What A Night!
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His 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 : 2024-11-23His to Consume That's Not Fair, Damien
Lena’s POVI inhaled deeply while gazing at him, my chest caving in as I did that. “You are being unreasonable Damien. You understand how much I have tried to overcome all that. Don’t you?” He gritted his teeth and turned his face away. “Lena, I saw him pull you into his arms tonight. You didn’t push him away immediately. For a moment… it seemed like you didn’t want to.” The words were clouded in jealousy and hurt. They pinched me right in the heart. I shook my head in both frustration and sadness. “Damien, that’s not fair. It wasn’t like that.” I dropped my voice lower, almost as if begging him to get it. “I am being made to feel guilty about something I did not do. How is that fair?” He turned his head to the side and sighed, apparently giving up the almost pointless arguing for a victory over himself. “Perhaps I am Lena, but I am not saying it is one-sided. It is difficult for me as well, especially with the tone,” his voice came out hoarse. “What is the point of trying my best,
Last Updated : 2024-11-24His to Consume Insecurities
Lena’s POV I shook my head in an attempt to erase those thoughts. I wouldn’t let myself accept the fact that Grant affected me in any way, even now. I didn’t want to accept the fact that, after everything, he could still rattle my life this much. But it had been Damien who felt it, who watched it play out in me and that was what hurt the most. I never wanted to make him feel jealous or insecure about our bond. Yet somehow, everything went out of hand. I exhaled painfully and stretched my hand for my phone, my fingers just above Damien’s contact information. I missed him. I wanted to talk to him, reason with him, and most importantly, say I am sorry. But with every attempt I made to press the button, the image of how he looked, broken and angry with my actions, prevented me from moving forward. He had stared at me, as if I was a complete stranger standing before him. I never wanted to do any harm to him, but tonight, it was as if I had reopened every sore that we had worked so hard t
Last Updated : 2024-11-24His to Consume I Care for You
Lena's POV I was battling with myself in my mind as I was trying to find the right words to say without letting my hands go dry. Damien was just standing there at the end of the line, his dark gaze fixated on me. He had always been lenient towards me, but this was lenience of a different kind, one that was based on hope. And it broke my heart because I knew fully well that what he wanted from me, I was not capable of giving. I choked the lump down my throat and drew in a shaky breath. “Damien...” I started, my voice shaking. “I care for you. A great deal.” He moved in, a gentle yet penetrating look on his face. “Lena, you don’t have to justify anything,” he said in a low voice. “It’s just your feelings I want to know. That’s all.” That made it excruciatingly harder. “I would be lying if I said I’m ready to engage in a relationship,” I finally admitted, my voice breaking in the process. His expression changed just a little, but that was enough for me to feel guilty about. I press
Last Updated : 2024-11-25His to Consume More Clarification
Lena’s POV I took a few moments to reign in my emotions, “What are you doing here?” He seemed to consider my question first, taking a glance back at Grant's office and then at me, “I have something for Grant”. “What did you tell him?” I asked, crossly. Damien breathed out with a tired expression and messily combed his hair sideways. “I warned him off from you,” he confessed. I was shocked. “Damien, you cannot do things like that.” “I can, and I did,” he cut in, almost shouting. “Lena, that man is… it’s that man that has been hurting you. It’s that man that has been making it impossible for you to let go. And now he is back, trying to crawl into your life again. I could not just be like that and watch.” I fixed him with a gaze that I felt deep in my chest, heart beating fast. ”You have no say in who is in my life and who isn’t,” I said, my voice quivering. “I’m trying to protect you,” Now he said it with a softer tone. “I never asked for your protection,” I retorted. He turne
Last Updated : 2024-11-25His to Consume Drunk Again
Lena's povI drove home in a stupor, my brain rewinding the entire conversation. When I finally reached my apartment, I was emotionally drained, mentally drained, and even physically drained. I placed my keys on the countertop and fell back on the soft couch, hiding my face within my palm. Grant’s remarks reverberated in my head, as if even he knew it. “I can do it again.” He was overly cocky, overly self-assured. And why wouldn’t he be? Grant Wells was used to making things happen. That was how he was. But I was not that kind of girl any longer. I was not that foolish shovel who believed in his talk and fake assurances. That was the deal, however. I was also capable of fending for myself. Or at the very least, I was trying to. Nonetheless, his shadow in my life ingests me as an unhealed sore. Every time I felt that I was almost recovering, he would appear and scratch the healing skin, exposing me once again. Trying to catch a breath, I also attempted to eliminate the thoughts
Last Updated : 2024-11-26
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His to Consume I Can't Let You go
Grants PovI, too, stood up and walked closer. "You think it's easy for me? That I don't feel every damn day the weight of what we've conjured up?"She turned to face me and her eyes were welling up with tears which she didn't let fall. "Then why are you still here, Grant? Why can't you let me go?"The question cut deeper than I was willing to admit. I raked my hand through my hair; the frustration and pain were starting to overwhelm me. "Because I can't," I said finally, barely above a whisper.Her breath stuttered, and I thought I caught a flicker of some hope? Doubt? I'm not sure in her eyes. But then she steeled herself, her features hardening. "This partnership needs to end," she said with all firmness. "For both our sakes.”I stepped up to her, gazing right at her. "You really think that severing our partnership is going to erase me from your life? From your heart?"She flinched but didn't withdraw. "This isn't about erasure. It's giving space for healing."I laughed bitterly a
His to Consume Let's End The Partnership
Grant's POV After all, the drive to Lena's company did feel longer than it should have. Perhaps it was the tension tightening the shoulders or the whirling thoughts taking flight in my head, but it stretched endlessly as I held the steering wheel, knuckles white. The city buzzed around and went on without knowing the storm that was breaking under. Each block drew another step closer to her office that day, a reminder of the confrontation ahead.I had spent the entire night replaying the decision to come here, wondering if it was the right one. Part of me knew it wasn’t about the partnership or the company, this was about seeing her. About facing what we left unsaid.Ahead loomed the sleek glass facade of her corporate headquarters, modern design mirroring the morning sunlight. I rolled into the parking garage, my engine reverberating against the concrete walls. I parked near the elevator to compose myself for a moment before stepping out.The lobby was pristine, the type of space des
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
