Boda Con El Heredero Desconocido Novels & Stories

Emeraude tried to soothe. "Explain this to me now?" Bree requested, now with a more controlled voice. "Well, I don't know where to start. I'm already two months along, and the father is Cassian St. Clair," Emeraude revealed, fidgeting with the ends of her hair and hearing the silence on the other end of the line. "Bree?" "I'm in shock right now," confessed Bree, her voice low. "You lucky girl! You're carrying an heir to a damn fortune," she added, making Emeraude laugh.

Knowing that Bryan needed a place to stay for his honey moon and do some banking marketing survey, they had offered the use of their house while they were away. Fernando was an old friend. He and Bryan attended the same university. Fernando was now a very rich, very successful antique dealer with an international reputation. At the Kerb outside stood a black Limousine, a driver holding open the doors. Sharon breathed in, enjoying the night air with it's distinctly continental scent. 'Is this the first time you are visiting Spain?' Concepcion asked noticing Sharon's interest in everything. 'Yes, and I think I am going to like it'. She said her eyes shinning.

“You’d be right…” “You could just tell me where it is?” Not a chance. He shook his head and crossed his arms again. “Now what fun would that be?” “Then you could simply tell me how Sebastian Bodane came to be King of the Castle of Water?” She mocked. It’s not me you care to know about. I know better. “So that’s the answer you want?” He mulled it over. “So, which is it you search for? A book of lineage, a book of heritage, or something of lore?”

Without gazing at them, he walked away and approached the vehicle. “Good morning, boss,” K said, bowing slightly as Rome got into the car. Afterward, he shut the door, got back into the front seat, and Mr. Orlando drove off. “Who is he, boss?” Morrison asked, staring behind the car. ‘The heir to the wealthiest man in this country and beyond it. He's Mr. Ford's only son, but his identity is forbidden to be spoken about. So I dare not tell you.’ His boss thought with fear in his eyes.

“Mom, you should see the man. He's damn gorgeous and somewhat dangerous. He has this aura that you’ll need to obey him. I never meet that kind of person before. I felt like he's a king or something. I notice a weird symbol inside their car, a head of a lion with two swords, and they even have their own flag, and it’s all over the car. I have the guts that he is a president or something, and the security is insanely outrageous.” “Really?” Aunt Maria looked at me confused as if Lena is overacting. “He is part of the royal family in Spain,” I saw how their jaw drops and surprise look written all over their face. “He is a Count. A distant grandchild of Queen Elizabeth.” “So… you’re saying that y

And she cannot survive that. Tears slide down her cheeks in silence. Her arms ache with ghost-weight. Her body aches with the absence of her baby. Every instinct is screaming at her to return. But she remembers Luca’s face. His cage. His chains. And she keeps moving. ⸻ By morning, the world explodes. DE ROSSI HEIR CANCELS WEDDING — ADMITS SECRET CHILD — STOCKS PLUMMET SCANDAL OF THE CENTURY BILLIONAIRE CHOOSES LOVE OVER DYNASTY

It was an ancient decree. "If the heir refuses the throne, the kingdom shall fall, and the ancestors shall claim his soul." A sharp knock on her door made her jump. She opened it hesitantly, only to find Gabriel standing there, his face pale. “You need to see this,” he said, handing her his phone. On the screen was a news article. Mysterious death of royal elder linked to the missing heir of Aderonke Kingdom. Daniela’s stomach twisted. She had left Alexander behind, convinced she was done with him.

Grace. My hands began to shake. These weren’t the names of corporate rivals or faceless enemies. These were people. A family. This wasn’t a trophy of a conquest; it was a relic of a past he had clearly left behind. A past he kept hidden in a secret drawer. This was not the damning evidence I sought. This was a complication. A human being I had sworn not to see. The sharp sound of a key turning in the penthouse front door shattered the silence. My blood ran cold. It was too early. He wasn’t due back for two more days.

But all I could hear was the blood pounding in my ears and the goddamn reminder that he was standing there pregnant my babies while begging for his sister instead of me. The fact that if Lena didn’t vanish I wouldn’t have found out I’m becoming a father is… annoying. Should I be grateful for her disappearance? Furious? Both? Because right now, the thought hit me like a fucking knife: if Lena had come waltzing back from that trip, glowing and smiling with her fake baby bump, I never would’ve known. I would’ve lived blind while Jay hid in plain sight, carrying my heirs. My heirs. The heir to the Fisher empire wasn’t supposed to come from a situation like this. Wasn’t supposed to come from a ma