To a ruthless TCM Co. Ltd. heiress like Miu, who handles human lives like calculated transactions, a compliant toy like Lena was supposed to be nothing more than a passing amusement. But the game changes when the leash becomes an anchor. What began as casual ownership morphs into a suffocating, obsessive possessiveness, leaving a cold-blooded billionaire completely trapped by the very devotion she bought. Miu always gets what she wants, but what happens when the one she desires is entirely willing to burn herself to ashes just to keep her warm?

"I promised you seven years, Miu. Tomorrow, the clock runs start." An arranged corporate marriage. Completely separate bedrooms. Miu hated billionaire CEO Lena for trapping her in a gilded cage. But when the brutal reality of her negligence finally hits her, Miu is forced to face the wreckage of her home.

I let out a soft Mmm and instantly opened my eyes to see her looking at me with her head slightly tilted to the side and an amused smile playing on her lips. "Do you always have that reaction to things that taste good?" The possibility of a double meaning to her question wasn't lost on me and it surprised me, making me cough. I cleared my throat before answering. "Well, it depends.." I answered carefully. "On what?" She leaned forward slightly with what looked like an almost mischievous glint in her eyes. "On what I'm eating," I fired back sounding a lot more confident than I felt. Her eyebrows went up slightly. *** When Ren stumbles upon a job opportunity, she never thinks that it'll completely change her life. Meeting Cameron offers her something she thought she'd never get.. a second chance. Little does she know that it will also mean finally finding herself. WARNING: Contains explicit sexual content (gxg scenes). Read at your own risk. DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. #1- gxg on 8/26/22 #1- lesbianlove on 1/12/21 #1- womanxwoman on 2/15/21 #1- queer on 4/22/21 #1- lesbianromance on 8/26/22 #2- lesbianstory 7/25/21 #3- love on 8/26/22 #5- lesbianfiction on 1/8/21 #6- lgbtq on 4/22/21

A short story about two writers wanting a quiet writing retreat. Instead, they got a double-booked cottage, a single bed, and a house that seems very interested in their love life. Strange things keep happening. Coffee appears with hearts in the foam. The walls move closer in the night. A voice in Lena's head tells her to be confident. A warm feeling in Miu's chest won't go away. Neither of them believes in ghosts. But the house believes in them. And something in the basement is watching. Welcome to the cottage. Check-in is at 3 PM. Falling in love is not optional.

A LenaMiu Fanfiction. They built a perfect life-two kids, a powerful empire, and a marriage everyone envies. But behind closed doors, Lorena "Lena" Kingsley and Natsha "Miu" Devereaux are stuck between a contract... and something dangerously real. One kiss changes everything. Now they have to decide-protect the image, or risk it all for love. GENRE: Sapphic Romance • Romcom (Adult / Married Life) • Drama • Slice of Life (Rich Family / Parenthood) • Marriage of Convenience

They say that bad decisions make the best stories. And that night, Lorena made the most dangerous decision of her life. Lorena Ashcroft has everything the world dreams of. She is rich, powerful, and the successful CEO of her own company. To everyone else, she has the perfect life, a perfect name, and a perfect husband. But behind the closed doors of her big, empty house, everything is broken. Her marriage is cold, full of fights and silence, and she feels more alone than ever. One night, after a terrible argument with her husband, she couldn't stay there anymore. She drove away, looking for anything that could make her forget, even just for a few hours. She walked into a loud, crowded bar, wanting to be just another person, not the boss, not the wife-just herself. That was when she saw her. Miu Sinclair. Young, bright, and full of life. She was there with her friends, laughing and celebrating her graduation. She was everything Lorena was not-free, happy, and innocent. One look was all it took. One drink turned into deep conversation, and conversation turned into a connection that was too strong to ignore. The alcohol, the music, and the feeling of being wanted blurred the lines between right and wrong. They gave in to the moment, and they spent a night of passion together. It was wild, intense, and beautiful. But when the morning light came, reality came crashing back.