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What A Night!
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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,
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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
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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
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Cassidy's POV The reflection in the fancy mirror was unrecognizable. My eyes were red-rimmed and swollen from hours of crying, and even the most painstaking makeup was now a black-streaked mess. The white dress that I dreamed of wearing down the aisle was crumpled and dragged on the intricate lace floor at a restless pace about my bedroom.Grant had left.The words kept ringing in my ears like a broken record, and each repetition drove a heavier shard of pain through what felt like my already tender chest. He hadn’t just left me; he humiliated me. In front of our families, our friends, and the world.He had left me for her.The thought was enough to churn my stomach. Lena Reynolds. The woman I had quietly envied for years; she was my adversary and shadow, the ghost of my past I could never compete with. And now, she was the one he had chosen.I fell onto the edge of my bed, holding the veil in my hands. A new beginning, a fairytale ending has turned into this really cruel reminder of
His to Consume Let's Start Over, Lena…
Lena's POV He stepped in, and I nodded, making way for him.He breathed in and ran a hand through his hair, gathering thoughts again. “Lena, I know I messed up..big time. I know I don’t deserve your forgiveness, let alone a second chance, but for today, being with you, laughing with you... that felt like... something like a preview of what could have been. What we could have been."I opened my mouth to answer, but he raised a hand to stop me.“I’m not asking for an answer tonight,” he said, his voice steady but tinged with vulnerability. “All I’m asking is that you let me keep trying. Let me keep proving to you that I’m not the same man who walked away.”The sincerity in his voice and the raw honesty in his eyes left me speechless. I slowly nodded, my throat tight with unshed tears.“Okay,” I whispered, that single word holding more weight than I had ever expected.Grant’s shoulders relaxed, a small, hopeful smile playing on his lips. “Thank you,” he said softly.He took a step close
His to Consume A New Beginning For us
Lena's pov The table had been simply but thoughtfully set - fresh fruit and pastries with a generous carafe of coffee. Charming in its simplicity and I hated how much it made my heart ache.“Did you sleep well?” he questioned as, without giving me a chance to respond, poured coffee into my cup.I wavered, not sure of my answer. “I guess,” I said finally; reaching for the cup, he slid toward me.He searched my eyes, and I knew that he wanted to, that he intended to ask more, delve deeper. To his credit, though, he didn’t press it.“I was thinking,” he began, his tone casual but his expression anything but, “Maybe we could take the day to relax.” No plans, no expectations. Just you and me."“I can see what you mean then, no special treatment,” I quizzed him. “No surprises, huh?” He laughed, the sound rich and warm. "Not today. Today is all yours." It was the fact that his voice was so genuine that threw me off the track, and before I could capture my runs of thought, my head was nodd
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
