Leading With Heart 소설 & 이야기

She kept begging, "Joseph, I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again. Now, it's just the two of us in our family. We only have each other. Please forgive me. I'll obey your every command…" He did not look at her. He only talked to the bodyguards. "Bind her to the bed!" he ordered coldly. He took out a scalpel and slowly unbuttoned Yvette's shirt as she watched in terror. "This heart belongs to Wendy. You don't deserve it, so you should return it to her," he said. "No! Are you out of your mind? I'll die without this heart!" yelled Yvette. Yvette was finally afraid. She had always been adored by her brother.

"I don't know what spell he cast on you to make you trust him this much. As a leader, you're pinning all your hopes on the zombie king? Zoe, you're far too naive." It was precisely because I had once been a leader that I couldn't leave with him. I still carried the responsibility on my shoulders. Before I could answer, a strong hand wrapped firmly around my waist. "My Queen, I thought it over and still felt uneasy letting you come out alone. I came to take you home for dinner." Magnus' familiar voice brushed against my ear, and my tense body slowly relaxed. I never imagined there would come a day when I would let my guard down around a zombie.

I felt the shift in the room instantly, journalists sitting straighter, board members clapping, whispers echoing like static. This wasn’t just about a wedding. This was about a deal. A very public, very strategic deal. I smiled, because that’s what was expected of me. But inside, something cracked. Ruben leaned down and whispered through his teeth, “It’s just branding, Lia. You’re safe. I promise.” But I wasn’t listening anymore. I could hear the voice in my head instead. The one that had been trying to scream this whole time. The one that whispered the truth:

“She can’t even shift. It’s adorable, really. Like a kitten pretending to be a lion.” Their laughter echoed in the room, and I felt my cheeks flush. But I refused to let them see me falter. “I may not be a wolf,” I said, my voice steady, “but that doesn’t make me weak. Leadership isn’t just about strength—it’s about heart, about understanding, and about doing what’s right for the pack. I can do all of that and more.” Tasha raised an eyebrow. “Is that so? Well, good luck with that, Luna. You’ll need it.”

My palm felt his heart, and I reached out for it, ripping out of his miserable chest. His mouth widened, and he took his last breath, falling to the ground. With his heart in my hand, dripping with blood. I move closer to the once happy crowd, who are now filled with fear and terror. “This heart belongs to your stupid leader,” I let the heart drop off my hand and I smash it with my foot.

She smiled, and the love that radiated from her was like the warmth of the sun—she was majestic. "You were chosen, not just for your strengths and abilities, but for your hearts. Leadership is much more than power. It requires sacrifice, compassion, and above all, love. And I know you possess all of that and more." She smiled. "You sacrificed when no one else did." She stepped back a bit, raising her right hand, and the wind around us intensified as if nature itself was responding to her call. The orb I was holding began to shine even brighter, and I felt a powerful energy surge through my body, connecting me to something far greater than myself.

"I have two left feet in case you haven't noticed; I don't know how to dance." I move closer to her, to whisper in her ear. "It would be like the first time we made love, just follow my lead." She gulps, covering her mouth and looking around to check if the whole room heard me. "Ace, stop." She says blushing. "Come" I ignore the eyes boring holes into my head. I take Aella's hands, guiding her to the stage. With my hands wrapped around her, we start to move slowly. She wasn't joking when she said she had two left feet, I also didn't mind her stepping on me till the song was over, what matters is that she is in my arms, where she is meant to be."

She has control over my body and we move as one. His eyes widen and he splutters blood, blood spraying out of his mouth onto my face, “scream for me.” I say as I push my hand into his chest. I pull his heart out of his chest. The smile on my lips is one of death. “You bitch, you will die for that,” my gaze turns to the one that spoke as the leader falls at my feet dead, his heart still in my blood-soaked hand. I chuckled menacingly, raising an eyebrow at his little speech. I dropped the heart; it made a squelchy thud.

My hands are freezing cold and my heart is beating so fast that I feel like I'm going to go into cardiac arrest at any moment or simply burst out of my chest. "What is it, my daughter?" asks my dear father. I give a long sigh feeling a huge lump in my throat and my mouth starts to tremble. "I want to talk to you about something very important..." I start to sweat, feeling a kind of burning all over my stomach, rising up to the pit of my stomach. We leave the library very quietly or at least I do, it only provokes me to run away and not say anything, but that means losing Satoshi forever and I honestly can't let my cowardice win me over and just give up.

I said grabbing my apron and picking the notepad as I tried to calm my racing heart. "We have to talk later, ok? but now you've got tables 3,5 and 7 so shoo" she said giving me a slight nudge forward. "Good morning, what will you like to have" I began and that is how it's been till this moment . "Maddie please take that table over there" I said " Oh I'm sorry I can't, just do it I've got a lot on my hands " she said looking apologetic " Don't bother, it's fine just go ahead" I said already moving towards the table- I swear my feet were killing me.