Leshawna X Harold Novels & Stories

“Good! Then, you can work with her. As long as she’s good at working and playing with, I have no problem with that.” “Yes, sir.” Later, Harold walked to the elevator to check if Viona was waiting for him in the penthouse. When he was in the penthouse, he saw a pair of black high heels on the floor. A black dress was hanging on a chair with a pair of underwear too. He knew Viona was there. So, he entered his bedroom to see Viona stare at him. “Sir, you’re here.” “Yes, I just heard from Lee you joined his team,” Harold said while undressing himself.

Harlem was filled with rage when he saw Harvey holding the hand of a goddess many in the industry couldn’t. He had been giving hints to Xynthia, but she never gave him a chance. She acted as if she was completely oblivious to his advances. Xynthia would always read scripts or do rehearsals with others during the day, when most people would be around. Thus, Harlem took the opportunity to get Xynthia this way. However, he didn’t expect her to bring another man with her. He wanted to strangle Harvey to death so badly. “You b*stard! I can kill ten of people like you!” Harlem shouted.

"I don't want that, Harold. But I don’t know what to think anymore. You betrayed me." “What are you doing, VALENTINA?!” Lita’s voice roared in my head, a snarl of pure, unbridled fury. “This wasn't the plan! He is a liar! He is a leech!” Harold saw the softening in my eyes. He leaned in, his forehead resting against mine. "I’ll do anything. I was drunk, Val. We partied too hard, I lost my head. It will never happen again. I swear it's over."

"Make them suffer. Every last one of them. And when it’s over, when Xavier is standing in the ruins of his own life, he’ll know it was me who brought him down." As Liam turned to leave, the door creaked open once more, this time revealing Jessica, Harold’s wife. Her presence was softer than Liam’s, but there was no mistaking the concern in her eyes. She stepped inside the room, her movements tentative, almost cautious, as if sensing the storm that was brewing. She had overheard the final part of Harold’s conversation and couldn’t shake the unsettling feeling that settled in her stomach. She had always known Harold was ruthless, but this felt like something deeper—something far more personal.

“Mr. Levi, hello. Halsey greeted Carwyn with a smile, Liam walked over, and when he saw Carwyn and Grainne, he was a bit dumbfounded. Halsey noticed the unusual look and said, "Brother Levi, this is my husband, Liam." Halsey pretends not to know that Carwyn and Liam know each other, wanting to resolve this awkwardness. A smile flickered across Carwyn's face, and he said softly, "Brother William, Miss Wen, hello." "Grainne, did Harry just get placed in the same class as Olivia?" Halsey asked cheerfully. "YES!" Grainne nodded affirmatively. Grainne and Halsey are both overjoyed for Harry and Olivia, and Carwyn and Liam standing next to them both have their own thoughts.

Shivering in fear… These guys… what did they do to my workers??! And… why are the others not helping Harold? I mean… I did hire them to do the job and surely this isn’t part of it but… Shaking my head, it seems that they are also scared of Xemion and the others. “Xemion, Surivan, nice to meet you guys once again” I smiled and as soon as Harold noticed how I knew these people, he bowed his head and rushed behind Kaye and Crissa. Mind me say? He is indeed younger than them. And ah, by the way, I just learned that Crissa and Harold are cousins.

Harold Pierce investigated the events more closely, just to discover his partner’s monstrous deception. Once his friend, before she was to become the tragic figure that was to many as Lydia Crouse. Harold had met her when she was the bright and witty Alliance trainee, Lydia Myrand. However, it had been Lydia’s unfortunate fate to fall under the cold spell of Xavier Crouse’s aloof charm and prestige. Xavier’s obscure affection, like a drug she could not live without, Harold had been saddened to witness her slow decline into a downward spiral of obsession and despair over the years. Giving her body and fortune to appease her pitiless husband, Lydia eventually was pushed over the edge by Xavier

Daven’s face dominated nearly every broadcast—framed beneath bold headlines that painted him as the villain. The corner of Selena’s lips curved upward slowly. “Perfect,” she murmured, satisfied. Her phone vibrated on the table, drawing her attention. Harold’s name flashed across the screen. She answered without hesitation. “You’ve seen the news?” Harold asked from the other end, his tone light, a trace of undisguised satisfaction woven into his voice.

Harold shoved me aside and rushed forward to grab Vanessa's hand. "I'm sorry, Vanessa. I didn't mean to abandon you. I assumed that Charles wouldn't turn his back on you. I didn't think he would be so heartless," Harold said, shooting me a glare. Once he showed up, Vanessa quickly latched onto him before growing teary and upset. As she gently pounded on his chest, the pair began to openly flirt in front of everyone. Their behavior made me sick, and I didn't want to stay in that place for another second.

“Babe, can I call you back later? I just got out of a meeting concerning the Julius and Myres company”. Leila said in a calm tone. She was beyond stressed, she had met Harold when her life was falling apart and he picked her up and made her who she was today. She was not supposed to base her entire life and success story on a man but Harold really did a lot for her.