Stolen Heiress Stolen Love Novels & Stories

I question, my voice a breathless murmur. He finally lets me go, and I couldn't be more grateful. He steps backward, the sound of his shoes hitting the concrete floor echoing across the walls. This stranger is tall, and threatening, but I try my best to keep composed. "Malik has something I need. His family stole it from mine many years ago, and I want it back," he informs me. Is it money? How in the world am I supposed to steal money from the Alpha of Love? He may be an extremely wealthy man, but even getting to it would be a mission in itself. Sneaking it out, a different story...

A girl asked but I ignored her, I kept walking and was shoved against a locker. "I didn't know a pathetic, ugly, filthy thing like you would try to steal my man." I recognize the squeaky voice, it was Elizabeth. Seems like she has not heard. My hair was stuck to my face thanks to the tears on my face, her minions were smiling darkly at me behind her. Her hand was roughly grabbing my blazer, I yanked her hand away and cleaned my face, I threw my hair back and stood my ground.

Lisa stepped back from his cluthes, her eyes waver between her colleagues who stood by the side, watching her with mocking gazes, and her heart dropped to her stomach. "This is the real you. A gold digger. I gave you everything and you can't even do something so little." He laughed at her belittling. Lisa shook her head, her voice scorched with suppressed sobs. "I didn't ask for any of this!" "But you took it." There was a moment silence, with a faint voice acknowledging it in her head. 'Yes. You took it.' "Leave..you don't belong here." Lee snarled and in the blink of an eye a large box appeared in her hands.

Now, it no longer belonged to me. Before leaving, I called my lawyer. “Mr. Lane, has everything been arranged?” “Yes, Ms. Rivers. The funds have been transferred to your account. Your passport is ready, and the property in Swizor has been secured. Everything is in order.” I nodded, feeling a strange peace settle in my chest. “All right. Thank you. I’m leaving now.” The moment I ended the call, I saw a news headline flashing across my phone screen. [Mafia boss Zayn Levine is a total hen-pecked husband!]

* * * * * * * * * * Just like any other day, I get up from my bed. My name is Alex Stones, a billionaire. I own several businesses around the country and even outside the country, so money is not a problem for me. All I want right now, that one thing I want so badly right now, is only Seline. If I manage to get her, my life will be perfect. I will be the happiest and the luckiest man on this planet.

The garage door opened with a low hum. I slid into the black sedan — engine roaring to life like an extension of my own fury. Tires screeched as I tore down the drive. The gates opened just in time. The city blurred past — lights streaking, horn blaring as I cut through traffic. They took her. Someone dared to take her. My tesoro. My weapon. The mother of Julian’s child — which even made her even more valuable now. I gripped the wheel tighter. Who? Is either Carlos who's greedy, desperate, sensing his inheritance slipping away? Or Veronica who's unhinged, obsessed, willing to burn the world for a man who never loved her?

she says as she walks towards me and is about to hug me when I cut her short. “What’s wrong?” she asks concerned by my actions. “You are what’s wrong,” I say and take a shot after. “What are you talking about Adrian?” she says getting closer to me and I move away. “You are a thief, Ellie. You stole from me and came back pretending to help me get back my company while in essence, you were just covering your tracks. Do you even like me or was it also for a show?” I ask her, pain in my voice, and for the first time, I make eye contact with her.

JOCELYN’s POV People always said I was lucky, the kind of lucky that made strangers smile at me in the grocery store and old friends watch me a little too closely when you weren’t looking. I am Jocelyn Campbell, Heiress of Campbell Group, the one marrying Ethan Blackwood. The girl with the life every girl dreamed of, or at least, that’s what the world thought, and until a week ago, I believed it too.

Finding his confession ridiculous, Jade let out a humorless chuckle. "You made a mistake, Sophia is the real culprit." "I'm certain, you are the thief who stole my heart," Tyler insisted. "If you say so, I'm giving you your heart back," Jade was stone-faced, her voice edged with scorn. "Don't give it back, I'll steal your heart and we'll get even," he said and reached out to caress her face. Jade held his wrist, stopping him from touching her face.

"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.