Stolen Heiress Stolen Love Novels & Stories

That was how long Victor gave the woman he claimed to love before he eliminated her. I sat on the porch steps and let it all arrive. Every piece. Every connection. Every implication. Victor loved Sera. Sera rejected him. He spent decades punishing her family. When Sera fought back, he threatened her daughter. When Sera persisted, he killed her. Then he spent the next ten years engineering a way to acquire the daughter anyway, through a blood debt that was fabricated and a marriage contract that was designed to deliver me into his family.

He hoped that we would stay together forever. Back then, his love for me was passionate and all-encompassing. Everyone at school knew I had a protector, someone who shielded me from all evil. No other man was allowed to approach me, much less interact with me. Then, Rhianne entered the picture. The loving fiancé I grew up with suddenly turned his back on me. He fell head over heels for the so-called "true daughter" of the Shaw family. I could never grasp why Ivor held such deep affection for her until I visited his office. Only then did I learn the truth.

Lola didn't say a word for a moment, but when she finally did, I couldn't believe my ears. "She's going to be the one to take your place." She replied, but I didn't understand. ''What do you mean?'' I asked. "Your stepmother and your stepbrother brought her to impersonate you." She paused and glanced at the door, then continued. "I overheard them talking about it yesterday. Preparations have already been made to welcome her as Miss Grace Wellington. I fear for you, ma'am.'' She said with a saddened face. "Leila has a bad reputation. She's a thief, a sex worker, a bully, and....'' She bit her lips and shook her head. Imagine such a person bearing your name. Imagine what people will say about

And Knight, a ruthless CEO x Billionaire who is constantly haunted by Eleanor in the person of Lorelei. I hope you will still follow the continuation of this story, right here, but under the title Stolen Wife of the Billionaire." Yours truly, Hiraya_23

They could try their luck and she would see how they took her to jail "She took everything from me...my family...the man I love...I hate her so much" Martha mumbled, pressing her bleeding fists on the floor even harder. Her blood boiled at the thought of Vivie. She stole everything from her. The day she was conceived was the day she stole everything. First, she stole her family. Her father was only hers but Vivie came along and stole him from her. Not just that but she stole Victor. The man she had always loved from childhood didn't even look at her. He was willing to strangle her to death all because of that girl

"I thought he would change. I also saw you loved him so much, and I can't see you broken heart. And when I heard tiding that you two were married this year, I thought Ethan had changed. But I was wrong about it. He's having an affair with a girl who lives far from Seattle." Tabitha did not respond to what her good friends said. She can't blame anyone else for her broken heart and how Ethan betrayed her. A long time ago, it should be competent to see the truth, but Tabitha deeply falls into blind love instead. She adores Ethan and trusts him.

Loveth declared, wrapping her in a tight hug that made it hard to breathe. “You’re crushing me,” Dianna gasped, and Loveth finally released her. “That’s for lying to me and marrying a ridiculously hot billionaire. How could you betray me like that?” Loveth demanded, her eyes shooting daggers at her. “I thought you already forgave me,” Dianna said, incredulous. “Well, if I get to meet your hot husband and you feed me well, I might reconsider,” Loveth replied dramatically. Dianna chuckled. She had missed her. Loveth had barely been there for twenty minutes, yet she had already filled the house with her lively energy.

"Yesterday you said I was absent, abusing expenses, and using company resources for myself. If all those resources belonged to the company, then you should be fine without me." At last she understood. She had stolen my seat because she thought there was gold under the chair. She didn’t realize the gold had never been under the chair. It had been behind me. Julian rubbed his eyes like a man trying to wake from an expensive nightmare. "What do you want?"

Everything I’ve known all these while were all lies. I took a shaky step back, my body barely holding me up. “No…” I whispered. “And.. that prenup you signed?” She threw in casually “was actually a surrogacy form!” Her smile widened. My head spun aggressively.. Why? Why me? What did I ever do to deserve this? Vivianne tilted her head, watching me like I was entertainment. “You see,” she continued casually, “Adrian loves me. Very much.” Her fingers brushed his arm possessively.

She looked beautiful, no —she was too beautiful, and it was the kind of beauty that distracted men and complicated plans. Tonight? she had been perfect. She was charming, graceful, intelligent, and everything she needed to be. But then she opened her mouth on that dance floor and asked that question. I clenched my jaw and looked out my own window. Marie didn’t understand what was at stake. She didn’t know about the merger, Roland and the billions involved. To her, all of this was still about that damn wristwatch she stole eight years ago. She thought this was revenge, a punishment, and she couldn’t have been more wrong.