Ash And Serena Daughter Novels & Stories

I once believed marrying Luca Romano was the best thing that had ever happened to me. He was the head of the Romano Family. He was calm and powerful, a man who commanded absolute obedience. And I was his wife. I was also the mother of Annie Romano, the Romano Family's sole heiress. But it wasn't until I married Luca that I learned what kind of man he really was. Everyone envied me for being his wife, but Luca never truly cared about Annie or me. According to him, the Family's rules made no exceptions. But somehow, those rules seemed to apply only to Annie and me. That day, I called Luca again and again. The authorization Annie needed for treatment reached the hospital eight hours too late. B

Ambros and Aly’s relationship had been revealed to the public as the couple happily wished for, and most of all, I had gotten to see her again, that too in a beautiful dress. I imagined getting more of those dresses for her…. “Control yourself Asher.’ I told myself, suppressing my instincts. I couldn’t go too far and count my eggs before they had even hatched. All I needed was time and patience. Moving into the hallway, I contemplated what to do when a warmth on my hand pulled me out of my thoughts. “Well well, fancy seeing you again.” the voice came as a chill through me. I turned to meet Serena’s eyes, staring at mine like a predator.

She couldn't have asked for a better mate and husband. "Mommy",Anastasia called in her baby voice. "Yes baby",Serena said softly to her. Anastasia had her hands up, wanting Serena to pick her. Serena carried her child and held her close to her. "You want anything baby?",she asked. Anastasia shook her head but pointed to one of her dolls on the ground. "Doll",she said. Serena picked up the doll and handed it to her daughter, moving it forward and backward and drawing a giggle from the little girl.

she snapped. Serena's hand froze in midair, her face turning pale with shock. Seeing this, Neil glared furiously at June and me. "Your older sister caused the death of Serena's child! She isn't even holding you two accountable for it, yet you dare to hit her?" he yelled at June. He lunged forward to rip my son away from me. June stubbornly threw her body in front of him to bar his way. "Neil Fischer, you bastard! Don't touch my nephew, or I'll get Mom and Dad to deal with you!"

"You can do this. It’s just a job. Survive him long enough to stabilize Mum's life." The doors opened directly into a sleek executive suite. And there she was—Serena Ashworth, perched on the edge of a massive desk, scrolling through her phone. She wore a tight designer dress that probably cost more than my entire wardrobe, her blonde hair gleaming under the lights. When she saw me, her red lips curled into a delighted, predatory smile. “Well, well. If it isn’t the little maid’s daughter crawling back for scraps.” Serena stood, circling me slowly like a shark. Her heels clicked with deliberate menace. “Didn’t expect you to actually show up. Thought you’d have more dignity than this.”

“You’re still breathing. That’s something.” She blinked, as if my calmness irritated her. “You don’t understand. He tried to kill my pup.” Silence stretched between us. Then Rheon growled deep within me. Nathan Gray tried to kill his own heir? My fists clenched. Serena flinched at the sound, mistaking it for anger toward her. “I’m not going to hurt you,” I said quietly. She looked at me again, eyes wide, wary. “Why are you helping me? You don’t even know me.”

Where were you then? And even when your wicked wife cut herself and pushed herself down the stairs just to frame me you still chose not to believe me. And now you’re sorry?” she let out a bitter laugh. “I don’t give two fucks about your damn feelings. So don’t you ever stop me again. I don’t know where you got the ridiculous idea that my little girl is your daughter… but you’d better erase it from that twisted mind of yours.” With that, Ashley turned and walked towards the car where the driver was already waiting. This time around Caleb didn’t try to stop her.

“He asked me to believe whatever I saw without questions.” Camila's hand tightened around the car's wheel. “So you believe him and not me? You believe a complete stranger over your own daughter?” “You're not my daughter.” Serena snapped, sniffing back her tears. “I already… buried mine, I already… I already buried my daughter. I hope you don’t dress like her again.” Camila swallowed the bile in her throat, her mind failing to make you anything. Aston suddenly knocked on her car window. Camila strapped on her seat belt and turned on the ignition, stepping hard on the gas pedal ignoring Aston completely.

Fuck. I didn’t want this man anywhere near her. I didn’t even want his fucking shadow falling over her. Serena had suffered enough since the day she was born. I wasn’t letting her become collateral damage in my fucking family problems. I would never let that happen. My father watched me silently. He already knew he had won. If keeping him away from Serena meant allowing Noah into Henrix Properties... Fine. I would endure training that little piece of shit myself. “Fine.” My father’s eyebrows lifted.

You're the biggest fool on this planet! Talia roared into the microphone, letting it all out. Serena finally snapped. "I've misjudged you, Talia. You still have Caspian's inferior genes, and there was never any hope for you to be talented. "I raised you all these years, fed you, and cared for you, but you're nothing but a disappoint—" Something in her words struck Talia's nerves. Like a madwoman, Talia lunged forward, grabbed the cake knife, and drove it straight into Serena's abdomen.