Win You Over Novels & Stories

It’s not just my own personal battle against Dwight that has been won, but a collective triumph, forged through unity and unwavering resolve. As I watch my warriors celebrating our hard-fought victory, I murmur through my blood-stained mouth, “It’s over. We won.”

"Are you feeling sick? I'll go get a stethoscope." He hurried out, leaving only Simone and Winona in the room. Winona opened her eyes and sat up in bed. A sharp smile cut across her face. She didn't look sick at all. She sneered. "Why are you like a piece of gum, Simone? Why is it impossible to shake you off? Haven't you noticed that I just need to put on a simple act each time to make you end up beaten so badly that you can't get up?" She leaned in and whispered in Simone's ear, "For example, that baseless abduction back then."

I was already up. But I wasn’t just here to win for myself. Kevin still had money. Money I had once given him. He’d never return it willingly, so I’d find another way. He’d believe a lie if it was sold the right way. Maybe he’d even think it was his own idea. That was the trick—never push him. Let him feel clever. Let Ginny back him again. Let them both fall together. I closed my tabs, fingers resting lightly on the trackpad.

To taunt. “Are you aware,” he said, voice cool and lethal, “that you have one week -just one week—to win me over?” I laughed. “Do you really think I’m the one who should be winning you over?” He arched a brow. “You really believe I’d fight for something that’s already mine?” “Oh, then you’re clearly mistaken,” I snapped. “I’m not yours. I’m not some prize or property for power hungry fools.” “You should try winning me over,” I added with a smile, even though my heartbeat had gone rogue.

"Adrian, do you find this amusing?" He gazed deeply at me. "Without you, nothing interests me. But don't worry. Until you say yes, I won't put you on the spot." As the snow fell, Adrian's voice grew softer. "But if you ever need me, you'll only need to turn around, and I'll be there." Looking at this familiar stranger before me, I let out a sigh. I quickened my pace, brushing past him. "Wendy, Happy New Year!" he called out from behind me.

But when I left the room, I perked up instantly, encouraging myself. “You can do it, Lena. You just have to try harder and win him over.” I told myself, pumping my fist into the air. “Who are you winning over?”

Jaxon handled the entire execution process, and I couldn't be bothered to interfere either. They were so worried that I would sabotage them that they spent all their energy guarding against me, only to end up shooting themselves in the foot. If they had let me supervise just once, I could have pointed out their mistakes in time. But since they were so full of themselves, they could learn it the hard way. Hailey's company didn't deserve such an excellent project, so I revamped the original project blueprints and used them for my new company. Since I oversaw every detail myself, the quality was top-tier, and Julia signed a contract with me worth hundreds of millions of dollars.

Looking calm, confident and unrecognizable. “ You survived. You made it”. He whispered. Sophia Reyes was not just rising but she was stronger than ever. And Damien Hale was beginning to notice.

“After all… it is my gain.” Gasps. Not loud. But real. He didn’t soften it. Didn’t backtrack. “I planned how to win her over,” he continued. “And nobody can blame me for that, i think most men have someone they go, or did not fight for them a d now regret it, i don't believe in regret.” His gaze sharpened. “I bided my time. I waited for a chance.” A breath. “And it worked.” The corner of his mouth lifted. “Because she was worth it.”

Tonight we didn’t break. We didn’t fall. We didn’t give them what they wanted. And that? That’s a win. For now.