Stolen Heiress Stolen Love Novels & Stories

“We’re in our house, in our goddamn living room.” “In your house?” Her voice cracked like a whip. “In case you’ve forgotten, this isn’t yours anymore. None of this is. It belongs to her now. To Hailey Vale, the stripper heiress who just hosted a softcore orgy in our ancestral estate and made the cover of three tabloids.” She flung a rolled-up paper across the room. It slid to a stop in front of Marcus. “STRIPPING HEIRESS CLAIMS THE LACHLAN THRONE.

Her thoughts flashed immediately to him. Ethan? Hands trembling, she forced herself forward step by step, careful not to step on broken glass. Her fingers shook violently as she knelt and untied the note. Her stomach dropped at the handwriting. You're mine. Always have, always will. Running away only makes me want to chase. You know I love a good chase. Her blood turned to ice. Because written under the note was something worse. A photo. Damian was laughing at something she had said earlier today at the café

Ethan catching us in the mansion would ruin my plans. I snapped towards the window, and my eyes narrowed at how wide and large it was. I pushed her to it, pulling it open. I carried her onto the balcony. *** We managed to escape, and we were back in my mansion. The party was over, and Keith was going through the signet to see if it had been tampered with. "This is it, the original signet of Mr Coleman. You have a pretty good chance of getting everything back with this." She beamed at his words, the hope of finally being in reach lighting up her eyes.

To secure a major project, I had to fly overseas immediately. When I returned, two months had already passed. By then, that family was in complete ruin. Mr. Moonstone had been admitted to the ICU. Despite her advanced age, Mrs. Moonstone had boldly chosen love, running off with Caleb after emptying the family accounts. Emily, the illegitimate daughter, was ambitious, rallying shareholders to wrest control of the company from her. As for her so-called true love, Aaron, he caused her plenty of trouble as well. His plagiarism scandal had been exposed.

"Please, Danielle. I need to know the truth. Whatever it is, we can face it together." Danielle took a deep breath and then slowly began to speak. She told Leita about a beautiful dress that she had received a few hours ago which somehow just appeared in the room out of nowhere. She had no clue that the gown was the alpha’s lover’s passed down through some insider to trap her. Because when Danielle arrived at the castle, the dress was nowhere to be found and the very day it was stolen.

“Was that what the noise was about? I was sleeping when I heard the noise and I was wondering what the noise was all about.” He nodded “The neon diamond is gone” I placed a hand over my mouth “How?? I thought it was under maximum security,how could they possibly get through?” “A woman stole it” My heart skipped. “A woman?” “Yes, a woman” he said as he walked further into my room, my heart started beating faster because the same diamond he's talking about is in the same room. As I looked at him, he didn't look like the same Raymond I knew. It looks like he left his arrogance at the door.

She plucked it up, holding it to the window, letting the sun dance across the flawless stone. "This looks expensive," Bella said, her smile turning vicious. "Where did you get it, Elena?" I opened my mouth but nothing came out. My silence ignited her laughter. "You stole it, didn’t you?" "I didn’t steal anything!" I snapped. "Then explain." I hesitated for a moment, can't wrap my head around the mysterious ring appearance on my finger. Bella’s face lit up in triumph. "Thought so. Just like your whore of a mother."

like he’s won something. Like I’m just another one of his conquered mistakes. “Please!” I scream, dragging myself to my feet, running toward the judge with shaking legs and a voice nearly gone. “Hazel is my son! Please..don’t let him take him away!” The judge barely looks at me. Her voice is flat. “We are letting you go. Not to punish you… for stealing the child.” I stop breathing. Stealing? What did she just say? My body shakes violently as her words settle like poison in my veins.

she said, the smile still stuck on her face. "Okay then," Micah said. He did not like the rule but he had to comply with it. He looked at her fondly and began to walk out. As he approached the door, he wondered how lucky he was to meet the heiress of the Quinn family like this and how she was attracted to him as well. Maybe true love did exist after all. "The rumours must be true," the staff said, Micah's ears perking up as she spoke. "What rumours?" Zara's eyes darted to Micah, who still stood there. It was obvious that he wanted to listen to the discussion.

His hand rested lightly against the small of her back, a protective and possessive touch. Together looked like royalty, like raw, unadulterated power. Serena and Damien had stolen the night. And Adrian's blood boiled with sudden jealousy. He felt all the humiliation from earlier flood back into him, tightening around his chest like a rope. Cassandra huffed, her lips twisting in a snarl. "Are you seeing this? I cant believe that gold digger came here." Adrian didn't answer her, he couldn't answer. He couldn't come to terms with this… sight.