All Chapters of The Heiress Returns: Reclaiming My Legacy: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Chapter 32: Unwanted Company **Lucas’ POV** “What do you mean no?” The words ripped out of me sharper than intended, and Hannah flinched like she hadn’t expected the bite in my voice. Her stubborn chin lifted all the same, eyes blazing in that infuriating way that always managed to ignite something in me. She was ridiculous. Standing there in the middle of the lot with her half-conscious friend dangling between us, refusing the only option that made sense. “No,” she repeated, her voice tight, clipped, trying to sound steady even though her arms were shaking under Piper’s weight. She just knows how to piss me off, doesn’t she? “You’re literally helpless. How do you think you’re getting her home? Dragging her across the city by sheer force of will?” “I’ll manage,” she shot back. I almost laughed. Manage? She couldn’t even keep Piper upright for thirty seconds without nearly toppling over herself. Her stubbornness was impressive, but also suicidal. Damon slid a cautio

Chapter 34: Reverse Psychology and Bad Timing**Lucas’ POV**“You…” My voice cracked, tangled somewhere between disbelief and amusement. “You really do like me.”Hannah groaned so loud it was almost theatrical, her face burying itself in her palms like she could block me out completely. “Oh, snap out of it, don’t you get it?!”Her voice was muffled against her hands, frantic, desperate. She was ready to explain, to claw back every ridiculous word she’d just thrown at me. I could see it in the twitch of her shoulders, the way she peeked at me through her fingers like I was holding her humiliation hostage.And I was, because I wasn’t about to let this go. Not when she’d just admitted to stalking me online and declaring she’d be happy to marry me. Oh, I was going to milk that until the end of time.She finally dropped her hands, cheeks flaming, lips parted in a rush of words that stumbled over one another in their haste to escape. “Just… forget I said anything. I was trying to… I don’t kn

Chapter 36: Eyes at the Gate**Hannah’s POV**Even after I told him goodnight, he didn’t move. His eyes were roaming over every corner of the apartment. He had called this place ugly, now he was drinking it in like he couldn’t get enough of it. Like he had no intention of leaving.He leaned against the doorway, watching me tuck Piper in with the same intensity he probably used to sign billion-dollar contracts.I didn’t turn, my hands smoothing the blanket over Piper’s sleeping body.My irritation burned hotter. What was he doing? Why was he still here?“Lucas…” The name slipped out before I could stop it. I would have said Mr. Bristo, but something in me hesitated. Maybe he hadn’t realized I’d been talking to him earlier, maybe he only ever answered when his first name rolled off my tongue.I didn’t get the chance to continue before he cut me short.“…aren’t you going to go home?” he said trying to avoid my eyes, feigning like he was just admiring the apartment.“I will,” I said softl

Chapter 38: Gunfire and Ultimatums **Lucas’ POV** “Cover me, Damon!” The sound of gunfire crackled through my headset, bullets raining across the war-torn screen in a shower of digital chaos. I pressed harder into the controller, ducking behind a crumbling wall before lobbing a grenade into the alley where the enemy squad was hiding. “Got them!” I barked, watching three silhouettes collapse in a fiery burst. “Nice shot,” Damonn’s voice came through, calm but amused as ever. He didn’t get excited easily. “But you’re still terrible at covering your flank. Left side, Lucas!” I cursed and swung my aim, catching a sniper perched on the rooftop. “I don’t need covering,” I muttered. “Sure,” Damon said smoothly, his tone dripping with sarcasm. “That’s why you’ve died twelve times already tonight.” I smirked despite myself, the familiar rhythm of our banter easing the tension in my chest. This was our ritual, midnight Call of Duty matches, hours spent strategizing and gunning do

Chapter 40: Midnight Intrusions**Ray’s POV**It was midnight, and I was restless. My body buzzed with energy, with frustration and desire.Damn! I needed to fuck!I paced my room like a caged animal until I couldn’t take it anymore.I needed Lily.The thought of her alone made my pulse thrum in my temples. She was fire wrapped in silk, venom dressed as beauty. She had let me believe she was mine when it suited her, I hated that but it’s better than nothing at all. I loved her and wouldn’t want to pressure her, considering the circumstances around our relationship.If anyone caught me sneaking into her room at this hour, I would have to come up with something clever. An excuse, a cover story, maybe a book in my hand or a fake gift. Anything that explained my presence. But my cock wasn’t interested in cover stories. It just wanted her.I slipped out into the hallway, the floorboards whispering under my weight. Between Lily’s door and Hannah’s door, the house felt alive with secrets.I