Carrying My Billionaire Ex's Heir Novels & Stories

They both took a seat and Alessa sat next to Damien while Aria sat next to Aiden. “Is this what you do now? You host dumb parties and dress up fancy?” Damien asked as he looked at her. The kids couldn't hear their conversation. Alessa didn't look at him as she gave a response. She poured herself a drink. “No, this is the first time and I had no idea until it was too late to turn it down,” she replied as she brought the glass closer to her lips. “Really? If you don't know you are all over the news. Have you read the headlines? The billionaire’s ex-wife returns as a billionaire and with twins. She invested in… “

"I'm making it easy for you brother. You already have a large inheritance. I don't want to get dad involved.” I sneered. That was the only leverage he had. Our father. He always pulled that trick whenever he didn't get his way. And I always allowed him. Not anymore. "Go ahead then," I snapped. “Then father will remind you how you lavished your money and sold his shares leaving his company bankrupt while in Norway.” His eyes widened as he stared at me, leaning in closer. "How did you…." “I observe, Tristan," I interrupted, glaring at him. “I do my research. Besides, when I heard you would be coming for my wedding, I knew something was up. You would never agree to see me.”

He asked as he looked away from her face. She scoffed and shook her head. “I did. Yes, I defended myself and that’s why you are angry,” she said. Really? In such a bizarre manner?!” He barked. “Whatever ways, I just had to!” She yelled into his face. “Do you still realize who you are talking to?” He asked as he looked into her face in disbelief. “Yes, I'm talking to Adrian Steel, the billionaire’s heir,” she said confidently. “You’re growing wings,” he said with a scoff.

She had already stolen my boyfriend, and now she thought she could just walk away with the family business? She could have the man, but the company? That was a different story. "I'm sorry, my dear little sister." I said, my voice was calm and steady as I met her gaze "But tradition is tradition. The heir to the Sinclair Company is always the eldest child. And that is me. You’re just a daughter from an affair, don't start making demands you can't back up." I watched with immense satisfaction as her face twisted in rage. She was fuming, her knuckles turning white as she gripped her glass. I had to bite my lip to keep from laughing again.

His assets were frozen, his name disgraced, and his empire crumbled. As I sat back in my chair, looking out the window at the city below, I couldn’t help but smile. This is just the beginning. You can't escape the wrath of a billionaire heiress.

made me go hard, and I know I want to see her again. Yeah, but how? the voice in my head scoffs. Are you really going to start dating the daughter of your ex-wife? How fucked up is that?’ I merely shake my head. I’m a fucking billionaire, and billionaires do what they want. They go to Mars. They rearrange the federal government. Fuck, they even get involved in European politics. Fucking a young girl who happens to be an ex’s daughter is the least of it. At that moment, I stroll by my massive garage and see Henry, my chauffeur, wiping down the yellow Lambo.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, dark velvet box—the same heirloom box my father had handed over in the boardroom, containing the history of the love affair that had been cut short decades ago. Darien slowly dropped down onto one knee on the hardwood floor. I gasped, my hand instantly flying to my mouth as I looked down at him. The most powerful billionaire in the New York shipping industry, a man who had never bowed to a single board director or corporate rival in his life, was looking up at me with absolute vulnerability in his eyes.

She swallowed her pride, secured the billionaire mom, and basically set herself up for life. I ignored the comments. Walking behind Ann, I was busy calculating just how expensive my takeout orders could get once I officially became the heir to a billionaire empire.

she asked and I stared at her confused. "What do you mean?" I asked... "I've called the president and he has settled everything and the whole wealth has been willed to your name plus the 50 billion dollars he gave you to Start over. It's your wealth dear, you can't possibly leave all for Royce" she enthused and chuckled. OmG. Now I know what she's talking about. I can't possibly take Royce's inheritance like that.. He stopped school because of it and I don't think I need so much money.

How could I let him take on the weight of this child, knowing it wasn’t his? Days passed and I’m still not okay with this, knowing that I have a burden to carry yet still their life moves forward, but here I am still stuck with this problem and can’t vent out. My problem with Vaness, that I know she can’t accept the fact that Atlas, the guy that she loved, was really helping me through this thing and I know where she’s coming from. But I can’t accept the fact that both her and aunt Celeste wanted our wealth.