Secret Heir Novels & Stories

I said, using my fingers to touch her now, she looked ready to come, and I was growing addicted to the face she made right before she came. “We can, Father Liam. I need this. Even if it’s a secret. Even if we have to hide from the world, I don't care.” she moaned, trying to ride my fingers. I pushed them deeper, pressing up against that spot that drove women crazy, and she came instantly. I kept my fingers inside her. “I want you.” “I'm supposed to guide you on the right path,” I said, pulling my fingers out.

He looked at the three of us his mother, his father, his father standing together the way they'd stood at a hundred railings, a hundred Saturday mornings, a hundred dinner tables. "Full circle," he said. "Not finished," I said. "No," he said. "Never finished. Just complete enough to keep going." He smiled the real one, fully his now, belonging to no one else. "Come on," he said. "I'm buying dinner. Everyone." And we went. THE END The Don's Secret Heir A novel For the women who kept the bottles in their second drawers. And for the children who grew up deciding before they could talk.

“What do you mean?” Marcus knelt in front of her, his face softening for a moment. “Your grandfather…Enzo Senior… had a secret. A fail-safe. A list of every member of the Society, hidden in a location only a true Falcone can access. Cedric is the only one left who can open it.” Cedric’s mind raced, the pieces falling into place with horrifying clarity. “I don’t know anything about a fail-safe.” Marcus stood, his expression cold again. “You do. It’s in your blood. Your DNA. Your mother…Linda…encoded it into your genetic code. You are the key.”

she whispered. The realization hit me like a wave. She had known the entire time. She had been letting it happen. The knowledge crashed through me so hard that my orgasm tore out of nowhere. I came with a choked cry, pussy clenching hard around Theo’s fingers, dripping all over his hand in pulsing waves while Maya kept playing with my breasts. When the shaking finally slowed, Maya stood up without another word. “I’ll be in my room,” she said quietly, and walked away. The second the bedroom door clicked shut, Theo pulled me closer and kissed me hard. His hands were everywhere, squeezing my breasts, sliding down my stomach, rubbing the wet mess between my legs. He yanked my shirt up and off, l

"Damon Kross didn't just come here with an old contract. Two nights ago, his men breached Arthur Harrington's private safe-deposit box in Country K." ‎My heart skipped a beat. "What was inside?" ‎"An unreleased addition to your father's final testament, Miss Maya," Marcus said, looking directly at me. "It reveals the existence of a secret co-heir to the Harrington Group... a hidden sibling you never knew you had." ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎

“The second heir doesn't belong to me.” Elena frowned. “Then who does she belong to?” Alexander paused. “Your sister.” Elena looked at her twin. “What?” Alexander continued. “The agreement was designed to create a succession line.” His voice echoed through the chamber. “The original heir would open the inheritance.” “The second heir would control it.” “And the final key would decide whether it survived.” Elena's face went pale. “Lily is the final key.” “Yes.” “Then why call her the second heir?” “Because the original agreement was changed.”

And now that we had discovered the leak, the traitor had disappeared. My phone vibrated. An unknown number. I opened the message. YOU FOUND THE MAN WHO LEAKED YOUR SECRETS. A second message appeared. BUT JULIAN WAS NEVER THE ONE GIVING THE ORDERS. Then came a photograph of a handwritten note. I recognized the handwriting immediately. It belonged to Richard Kingsley. The note contained only seven words. CASSANDRA MUST NEVER LEARN WHO THE REAL HEIR IS. I looked at Adrian. “Who is the real heir?”

It was where the original biological records were kept. Including the records that could prove the true identity of every person connected to the first heir. I asked what Victor could possibly want with them. Amelia looked directly at me. She said the records contained one final secret. A secret even she had never been able to access. The identity of the person who would come after the first heir. I felt a chill run through me. There was supposed to be no second heir. Amelia shook her head. She said that was what we had been told.

Victoria choked out, her breathing coming in fast, shallow gasps. A sharp, agonizing pain stabbed through her chest as the horrifying truth settled into her brain. The man she had mocked, the man she had thrown into the street like trash, the man she had helped her brother hunt down like a dog... was the rightful heir to the largest private fortune on the Eastern Seaboard.

And his uncle had signed the agreement. “What were they hiding?” Elena whispered. Alexander had no answer. Then Marcus noticed a handwritten note attached to the bottom of the scanned document. He read it silently before looking up. “Sir, I think you need to see this.” The note contained a single sentence. If anything happens to me, the rightful heir must never learn the truth until the Ashbourne account is opened. Elena's hand flew to her mouth. Alexander looked at the brass key lying beside the journal. For the first time, he wondered whether the secret hidden by their fathers was not simply financial.