Ruthless Heir Novels & Stories

It could never be him, right? “Herald, he came back for that little girl. At first, I was terrified, he was the vicious Alpha everyone talked about. However, when he came to me and wrapped his hands around my waist, I knew he could never be brutal to that little girl that stole his heart.” She raised her head and looked at me with a dry smile.

he answered his father ruthlessly. Uncle shrugged his dagger-like words off and chose not to take them to the bones. “There’s just one thing I couldn’t and will never accept…” he continued, keeping his arrogance all the way. My heart pounded to hear what he was going to say next. How I wished it wasn’t about me, that it had nothing to do with me… Please— "And that's your daughter, auntie Fidelia," he brutally disclosed, then stabbed me in the heart with his knifelike eyes.

It was the first time I had seen him angry. "It was something arranged, Fernando. There is no love." I feel the need to repeat it, even though I know nothing will change. "And you accepted". "I had no choice. There are too many things at stake, you wouldn't understand." I explain again, sighing tiredly. Fernando was somewhat normal, just a successful businessman. I was not only a businesswoman, but also a mafia heiress. I had responsibilities since I was born. "Then explain to me." Fernando looks at me, as if begging for that.

Across the table, Eleanor's shoulders relaxed almost imperceptibly. Ruth, however, was looking at me very differently. Her scent spiked with bitter jealousy. She was finally realizing exactly what today's ceremony meant. After today, I would no longer be the forgotten daughter of the Darvin family. No longer the woman everyone in Asterfell had looked down on. No longer merely Lana's single mother. Today, I would officially become the heir of one of the oldest and most powerful werewolf families in the world. That reality clearly didn't sit well with Ruth.

I gave the last word as i stood and turned to the exit. "Nice speech Mateo." My jaw clenched as my gaze met with Alex by the doorway both hands clamped together. "We called him as well, as this concerns him too." Elder rheghar spoke behind him. Bloody Bastards. "Olivia carries your heir but we both know it was never meant to happen. You took advantage of the poor innocent girl in her drunken state and when you got caught in your own mess you made her your Luna, tell me I'm lying..Alpha." He spat mockingly The smudge of his face grew wider.

Two years ago, Purple Hearts—the sole heiress to Hearts of Jewels, one of the world’s most lucrative luxury conglomerates—walked down the aisle to marry Alex Hawthorne, a man whose reputation preceded him like a storm cloud. Cold-hearted, reckless, and a notorious playboy spoiled by generational wealth, he was everything her family warned her against. But Purple saw none of it.

“This was also part of his plan. That woman knew she wasn’t your mother. The plan was always to get you in such a state of trauma that he would always have a way to control you anytime he needed to.” “But….why is he so evil? She tormented me all my life… and for what, a few millions?” “Billions, my dove.” My eyes widened to the size of saucers. “Billions???” “Yes. You’re the lost heiress of the Everhart fortune.” He announced, his tone a bit louder at the revelation. “This was your story, and you revealed it perfectly. You and your siblings are the heirs to the generational wealth in our name.”

She had inherited her gaunt figure from her mother, and blond coloring from her father, but where Rudolph was all sunny and golden, she seemed washed-out and pale. Her husband, Duke Richard, matched her well enough. Despite being a bastard, Henry still looked every bit a noble. That guy, even if trueborn, could easily be mistaken for a commoner. His dumb face—I really wanted to call it a mug—couldn’t even be saved by the gilded doublet he was wearing. That said, looking at Ruthina, one could take pity on him; if I had such a nagging shrew at home, I would probably pull out all of her teeth and kill her with a log. Still, we observed all the formalities and paid respects to each other. Never

“That means your child will inherit whatever fortune you didn't get from him originally. You have better luck. All you have to do is be ruthless.” What in the world was this woman proposing? I couldn't wrap my head around it. “Ruthless?” I asked. “Don't you want to become a billionaire too?” She asked me fondly. “I am sure you are a wise lady. Be ruthless and calculative. I will be rooting for you!” Madam Kang left me high and dry. I wondered if what she meant was that I should rob Nicholas of his fortune the way she did with her husband. Would Nicholas even allow me to do that? Impossible. It was a contract marriage anyway.

“The rival bidder is aggressive and well-funded. They are attempting to sow distrust in the market by fabricating information about my company’s stability.” Instability caused by a secret heir and a hacker wife, I mentally supplied, moving to the coffee machine. “We need to look flawless today,” he continued, finally turning to assess me. “Tonight is the Thorne Legacy Gala. Every major stakeholder, every rival CEO, and my entire extended family will be there. Rule Two is in effect: perfection is the only acceptable standard.” “Perfection has a price, Julian,” I murmured, pouring my coffee. He raised an eyebrow. “It does. And I paid ten million dollars for yours. Don’t disappoint me.”