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I never thought I could find myself sucking the dìck of a man I should call father and made him moan out so loud. I found myself going back to have him finger and pound my clit, ripping moans off my throat as day passed by. I found myself moaning to him every single day, taking all his sexual command and fantasies, being daddy’s naughty girl and wishing for nothing other than his 8 inches dick buried deep into my wet clit. I grew up invisible, the illegitimate daughter of a woman who valued status more than motherhood. While she chased elite society, I learned to survive on my own, retreating into art and quiet fantasies of being chosen by someone who would finally see my worth. Everything changes when my mother marries Calder Rhys, a billionaire widower seeking stability, not love. Thrust into a world of wealth and rigid expectations, I moved into the Rhys mansion and met Wells, Calder’s polished and charismatic son. Drawn to him despite knowing he is unavailable, I mistake attention for affection, unaware that my longing is about to pull me into something far more dangerous. A single mistake blurs boundaries that should never be crossed. Caught between a mother who sees me as a liability, an elite society eager to destroy me, and a man whose influence could either protect or ruin me, I must decide who I want to become.

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Betrayed by her own sister, disowned by her father, and abandoned by the family she once called home, Julia carries the name “criminal” like a scar she didn’t earn. After three months behind bars for a crime she didn’t commit, Julia walks out of prison with nothing - no family, no friends, and no place to go. Imagine as the biological daughter of the family, but being cast aside and replaced with the adopted one. That was where Julia found herself. But fate wasn’t done with her. The powerful family that adopted her from the orphanage before the Reynolds – her biological family, came to claim her, now opened their arms wide to welcome her back. Now, as the truth began to resurface and the lies start to crumble, Julia’s chest burned with rage, ready to clear her name and bring the Reynolds down to their knees. The Disowned Heiress is a story of betrayal, second chances, and a woman’s quiet war against the people who disowned and framed her for a crime she didn’t commit.

“I don’t love you and I will never love you, Isabelle Yang!” I froze as the hatred in his eyes held me captive. I knew he wasn’t happy with this arrangement. Neither was I. “But I am your wife, Emerson.” “Wife?” He scoffed, stepping closer until my back hit the wall and I was trapped in-between his arms. “Wife? or the woman who sneakily found her way into my room and got herself pregnant with my child?” His words weren’t the truth. I hadn’t planned to end up in his bed that night—far from it. “You hurt my girlfriend by coming into our lives,” he continued icily. “And I plan to make you feel twice the pain you caused her.” Then he did something worse than yelling—he sanitized his hands after touching me, as if I disgusted him. He walked away, leaving me heartbroken. … Isabelle Yang never imagined her life could spiral into even more darkness after waking up from a one-night stand—the result of catching her boyfriend and twin sister in bed on the night meant to celebrate their two-year anniversary. Before she could even recover, a call from home changed everything. Her Mom had somehow found out not just about the one-night stand, but also the unexpected pregnancy that followed and her marriage had now been arranged with the Winters—one of the most powerful families in Europe. And her husband? Emerson Winters, the ruthless heir who cared about only two things; Power and his childhood sweetheart, Salma Hayden. But what happens when his love isn’t enough to bear an heir, and he is forced into a marriage with Isabelle—a woman he sees as a mistake. What will become of two hearts trapped in a marriage where resentment and hatred rule every day?

After fifteen years away, I was finally brought back to the DeLuca family. I thought I was returning to my real home. Instead, I walked into a house where the adopted daughter wanted me dead, my father treated me like a burden, and my brothers would rather watch me bleed than make her cry. On my first day back, she set dogs on me. That night, I was dragged to the top of the observatory and forced to apologize to her. When I fell from the tower covered in blood, they still called me a liar. Because in the DeLuca family, I may have been the real daughter by blood— but she was the daughter they loved. She thought she could bully me, poison me, and freeze me to death without consequence. She was wrong. Because the night I nearly died, my mother finally chose me—and turned a gun on the whole DeLuca family.

Rumor had spread through the Vittori family that the daughter they had lost years ago had finally been found. The moment I heard, I left the family branch and rushed back to the main estate. My car had barely stopped when a young woman hurried over and grabbed my hand. “So you’re the Vittori family’s adopted daughter,” she said with a smile that looked painfully sincere. “Your dress is so beautiful. It must cost tens of thousands of dollars. You can tell you’ve never really had to worry about anything before. Unlike me. I grew up in places where even finding my next meal was a problem.” For a second, I didn’t understand what she meant. Then her eyes lowered to the only necklace around her neck. “This is the only thing I have from Mother,” she whispered. “Please don’t hate me for wearing it.” The next second, she suddenly grabbed my hand, dragged it up toward her throat, and yanked hard. The necklace snapped. Pearls scattered across the marble floor. “Why would you do that?” she cried, staring at me in shock. “If you hate seeing Mother’s gift on me, I’ll take it off right now. I won’t stay and make things difficult for you. Just please don’t tell Father and Mother. I don’t want them caught in the middle, and I don’t want this family fighting because of me.” She curled into herself on the marble floor, shaking as she cried, while the guests around us immediately turned to stare. I stood there completely stunned. I had imagined a thousand ways I might meet my daughter again. I never imagined she would look me in the eye, mistake me for someone else, and frame me before I had even spoken. Because I was not Valentina. I was her mother.