The Heiress He Never Loved

Prolouge I was a queen. I had it all. My life was perfect, I was the standard. I’m an idol, people worship the ground I walk on, simply because I’m Rahne Leticia Addams. Or I was. Because I gave up everything when the chance to be with the one I love sprung forth. I was seated by myself in the city’s most beautiful cafe, my coffee by my side as I worked on a business project. Then came in his scent, whiskey mixed with leather and spice, a tingle to the senses. He brought to me a contract document that quested me to become his contracted partner for the next three years. I would have poured my coffee on him had it been he wasn’t who he was, but he is Samir Kane, the man of my dreams. I heard him out and couldn’t deny him the chance. I saw it as an opportunity to get and own him like I’ve always wanted. However, little did I know about what I’m getting into. Then when he came up to me, he told me I looked like someone in need of an opportunity, of a help, and I didn’

Chapter 2 I spent half the night in tears, unable to let myself grasp a hold of my situation. So this was it?Years of loyalty, affection and dedication. This is what I get? A divorce agreement on the day of our anniversary. I must’ve meant so little to him. So little. By the time I woke up the next morning, he was out of the house as usual, probably gone for his work. Tonight was the night scheduled for his company’s annual gala, a formal reception held to always celebrate the company’s progress and achievements. I specifically met up with a well known fashion brand to curate my husband’s and I’s fit for the occasion. I didn’t need to consult Samir about it since I could take care of it myself. Albeit they needed to take his length and measurements. But knowing who my husband was and how he wouldn’t for a second spare them a second. I had to rely on the so much I know about him already. I offhandedly tell them my husband’s details, his height, the length of his arm, every sin

Chapter 4 By the time I woke up, I’ve been admitted and was met with the stench smell of the champagne that was dumped on me. I glanced to my side to witness the unpleasant sight of my husband with the bitch from my nightmare. She was all over him, rubbing from his chest to his shoulder, grinning from ear to ear- albeit, he wasn’t saying anything funny or even laughing at whatever she was showing him on her mobile. Samir stood rigid as usual, no expression of any sort in his face. “There was no need for the both of you to be in here with me,” I spoke up to the both of them. They instantly whirled their gaze on me. Rose took that moment to step away from Samir as she came up to me on the bed where I was laid. “He didn’t want to wait, I personally forced him to because I couldn’t wait and watch your misery alone. I needed someone to watch it with, and who better than the man you tried to steal from me?” She cracked an evil smile before she tapped on her phone, then brought the pho

Chapter 6 Home sweet home. I couldn’t help the nostalgic feeling that swept through me upon arriving at the residence I’ve known all my life. Three to four maids including the chief maid herself instantly pulled up at the lobby to welcome me back home as well as proffer their services just Incase I’d want one- and I do. “Where is my father? Take me to him.” I didn’t specifically direct my order to one of them, but swiftly followed suit as one of them volunteered to lead the way. I came back just as I left. Without a single dime or material. “Thank you,” I told the lady who brought me up to my father’s bedroom. I sipped in a deep breath before I pushed on the door’s knob to grant myself an entry into the room. Here goes nothing. I stepped into the room. Exactly like how I left it, not a single furniture replaced or out of place. “Dad!” I called out alarmed upon sighting his sprawled body on the bed. I rushed over to his side. He looks unconscious, and alive at the same time.

Chapter 8I stood at the private lobby provided at the private wing I had commissioned for the admittance of my father. The doctor and I just rounded up our conversation and I thought to share it with Gale. This was their fault. So I placed a call directly to him. “Hey, what’s going on?” Gale’s voice boomed through the phone’s speaker. “Someone has been feeding dad some rare type of poison, and it’s about to kill him. I just finish talking to the doctor who told me dad’s chances of survival is a slim probability. I was told the poison he’s been consuming has been damaging his lungs and a lot more. I-““Wait. Hold up! What do you mean someone has been feeding him a rare type of poison? How? Since when? How did you get to find that out?” Gale sounded genuinely confused. “We’re at the state’s general. I think it’s better I explain to you in person than on call, you can come with the rest. Call them and let them know,” I told him and before he had the chance to probe further, I ended