Aaliyah Daughter Now Novels & Stories

Again, he also didn't take it as he removed his reading glasses, looking like he was about to have a heart attack. “Mom, Dad, this is not Valeria. She's Valentina. Valeria's look-alike. I mean, look at her. Her mole. Sense of fashion. Valeria would never.” Aaliyah stood up and walked up in the middle. “She’s a powerhouse attorney specializing in divorce but also helps with other things. You can G****e her. She's Mr. Sterling's only daughter.” Wow. I must say I was impressed by Aaliyah. The way she sounded—if not that she was fooled, I would have said she was smart.

Sophie's eyed flickered over her and she needed no soothsayer to tell her that the woman couldn't be more than her age. Dressed in a pink and purple matching two piece top and skirt, Aaliyah strutted into the room with a confidence that consumed the whole room. The bounce in her steps couldn't miss as she rushed over to her sister to pull her into a long embrace that involved them muttering words to each other. Sophie stood there staring, unsure of whether to leave or not. Eventually, they pulled out of the hug and Aaliyah finally regarded Sophie with an inquisitive stare. “Liyah, meet Sophie.” Mira introduced as she rubbed her hair when her gaze cut to Sophie's. “My husband's daughter,” she

When he left, Aliyah went to the window, her hands wrapped protectively around her belly. “My little one,” she whispered. “They think they’ve won. But they’ve just made the biggest mistake of their lives.”

I asked. I inwardly prayed it's not Jaden's son. "Nope. Aliya is crooked. Be careful of her." "Whose son?" "She secretly dated Alpha Nathan while she was dating our Sir Jaden. Everyone believes it's Nathan's son." "Why then is she using her son?" "I don't know," she replied, fidgeting. "You seem to know more too," I tell her, and she stands to her feet. "I'd get going," she motioned, bowing her head. I watched her leave.

Chapter 59 One week later The bathroom door opened and Aliyah walked out wearing her white robe. It was finally the day she was going to be announced as the daughter of the billionaire, and the CEO of Orange entertainment industry. Everybody will finally know who her father was. She took her time to do her usual skincare routine, and once she was done, she went to her closet where she picked out the white suit she bought the last few days, and soon, she got dressed. Once she was done, she finally left her room, not after picking up her white handbag to match her dress. Tate was already waiting for her in the living room, so she soon joined him and the drive to the company started.

Luna Layla scolded. Anger clouded her mind. She wanted to step up and hit me again. This time, I can't let myself suffer. I backed away, dodging her slap. I shouted, "Luna Layla! Even though I'm a fake, I'm also Alpha Raymond's daughter; I'm the one who celebrated the wedding with Darian. You have no right to hit me like that arbitrarily!"

He kissed my cheek. I smiled at him. "Thank you for finding me, but I can't just quit that fast. I didn't know that Edward is engaged in illegal activities, he has a daughter." "You are calling him in his first name," he said then narrowed his eyes at me. "Why? He doesn't want me to call any names but his name only." I looked at her serious face. "You are taking care of her daughter? Where is his wife?" he asked again. "His wife died years ago; can you believe that I have the same name as his wife? His wife's name is Aliyah too," I answered then smiled widely.

For my daughter’s sake, I’ll at least try to look nice. Aaliyah ran out of my room and into the bathroom with a shirt and a nice pair of shoes in her arms. “Momma put these on!” She exclaimed, practically throwing them at me. I caught them and put the shoes on first. They were a cute pair of flats Tillie got me for my birthday last year. The shirt was a black corset top, a little sexier than I expected my eight-year-old to grab but maybe it looked fancy to her. Aaliyah hanked me by my hand and rushed me out of the house and into the driveway. “This is my Mom!” Aaliyah exclaimed when we were face to face. “Isn’t she gorgeiaous?” she asked, pronouncing gorgeous wrong.

I did not know where to look so my gaze fell to my feet. "This is My brother, Ryan Alcander Valentina and King of Vernon. His wife Queen Mia Audelia Valentina, your mother's sister, is actually your... Your biological parents." My head rose so fast that I almost popped it. I felt Bruce's hand tighten over my hands. "What?" I asked in almost a whisper as my voice croaked. I looked from my parents to my supposed biological parents and back again. "I know it's a lot to take in right now but we don't have time. Aaliyah is our daughter." Dad informed us.

"The Alpha's salvation will not come from the bloodline, but from the fire born outside it. She will arrive cloaked in betrayal, bearing the child who will awaken the blood of kings." He hadn't needed a name. He already knew. And now, ten years later, she was sitting outside that hospital room, holding his son's hand. Brandon hadn't even realized he was crying until he tasted salt. He stood, ran a hand through his hair, and walked back into the hallway. The closer he got, the harder it was to breathe. Aaliyah finally turned, sensing his presence. Their eyes locked. Didn't cry. Didn't smile. She was like a woman who'd been broken once and refused to ever face that again.