Leading With Heart Novels & Stories

were simple yet heartfelt, carrying her feelings. As she stood back to admire her work, she couldn't help but smile. The banner added a touch of warmth and affection to the office, reflecting the growing bond between them. Mitchell knew that she was taking a leap of faith by expressing her feelings in such a direct way, but she couldn't keep her emotions hidden any longer. With a deep breath, she took a step back and thought about what she was doing. She wanted Mr. Robert to know that she was willing to open her heart to him, to take the risk of love despite her fears. It was a bold move.

Of course she was always grateful for what she obtained but some space in her heart needs to be fill in. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she opened her eyes, "where are you now, I want to see you badly.", she silently sobbed, "I will never stop believing that my heartbeat will lead me to find you one day". She cried soundly. She missed him. She will never let go. She will take hold of his promise. She sang a song. Through her music she can speak her heart. It gives her comfort and hope.

Aurelie asked him. "Is it because I'm the owner and president?" Aurelie nodded at him as he smiled at her. "I don't believe in that rule. Everyone can lead something they desire, it doesn't matter if I get hurt. My job is to protect the people I am managing because I'm borrowing their lives to make a living for everyone in this company." Aurelie couldn't believe how deep Hero could think and give out his opinions about things that should only be answerable by a simple answer. Everything he says has sense in them.

Lili boldly stated, "Nope, take that off!" He looked at her confused and asked, "What?" "The comforter. For the last month you have washed me and seen all of me. It's my turn." She grinned tauntingly at him as she pushed the blankets away. He just stayed still as she explored his chest with her roaming hands. Her touch electrified his body and his desires for her were growing by the second. "Finn, this is so strange. I lived in fear of Hal and I am scared to give my heart to you, but I think that I already have."

" Welcome to the Acosta empire. I'm going to tell my secretary to give you all the necessary details and every other thing you need." She took her flashy and expensive red bag standing up. She shook his hands again. She also saw how pretty and mesmerizing his eyes are. "I need you to come back in a few days to sign all the necessary documents and also be introduced to the other board members." He told her. "Sure. Expect me. It's nice to meet you again. Goodbye Mr Acosta." She said and walked out. Leonardo stared at her as she walked away. He somehow felt attracted to her immediately. He doesn't usually feel this way for women but she's different. He went back to the meeting room for the oth

She said and looked at Betty's wobbly lips, again, she don't give a fuck. " Thank you for comforting me and understanding me so much. Irish said sarcastically and Betty once again I started crying. “ I am sorry... " She said, and the Irish heart instantly began to melt. " I know. " She replied and looked at the Alpha who was giving her a pleading look, which she ignored." Bye. " And with that said, she went in the lift, leaving the couple to regret in the piece. She placed her hand on her belly, her heart doing a thing with her. There is something that is growing in her which is made by Aaron and her.

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But with the Heart’s light guiding them, they pressed on, their bond as a team growing stronger with each step. Luna, ever attuned to the Heart’s energy, seemed to sense its presence guiding them. “The Heart is still with us,” she murmured, her voice filled with quiet conviction. “It believes in our mission.” Clara nodded, drawing strength from Luna’s words. “We’re going to succeed. I know it.” ---

As I watch the back of his head, I swallow and wonder why those little touches make my chest hurt so damn much. "I’m the one leading," I push through the tightness of my throat and Felix stops moving at my words. He looks back over his shoulder and holds out his hand with a smile. I close the between us and take his hand, but instead of letting him hold mine, I hold his and finally lead us inside.

This is going to be fun. The first one rushes to be, claws out about to strike. He doesn’t get close though, because before he can, he is on his back, his warm, beating heart in my hand. I turn to the so-called leader just as I drop the heart and lick the blood off my fingers. “Like I said, you messed with the wrong bitch.” He tries to hide it, but it’s there. Fear is etched in his eyes, and it fills the room like a sweet aroma. It calls to both me and my wolf. We thrive off it. We feed off it. We bathe it.