Supreme Ocular Master The Peerless Heiress Novels & Stories

My eyes darkened as I glanced at my bare ring finger, relieved that I’d tossed the band away. “Oh… I didn’t mean to imply—” “I’m fine,” I said, forcing a smile. “Just tired from the flight. And this look? I’m getting rid of it today.” Olivia’s face brightened slightly. “I’m just glad you’re back. You came at the perfect time.” Her tone turned conspiratorial, her storyteller expression taking over. “Your stepmother is over the edge, parading herself as the mother of the new heiress to the Gomez fortune.”

"Of course! She is Jerome Bowen's granddaughter and Hilda Adams' daughter after all! And look at that dress! I heard that it has been tailor made for her by Smith Group since ages ago, just so that she would one day come of age and wear it!" "Look at her partner beside him, the dark haired one. If my guess is correct, he should be Giry. He is the young master of the Fleming Family, and his mother is Teresa Jordan, who is the developer of the Jordan Group's mobile phones!" Meanwhile, Giry held Luna while standing beside her, dressed in a black suit himself, acting as her companion for the night. They looked like a great match, which was a sight that left Justin completely dumbstruck. Nathan C

The surrogate stripper MASTER ADRAIN’S POV Louis Vuitton shoes, a fancy Ferrari, and a diamond-encrusted wrist watch wearing designers from Dolce and Gabbana summer collection. I alighted my car and felt the buzzing sound from my phone in my pockets. It was from my secretary. “Hello, Master Adrian.” She said when I picked the receiver. “What’s it?” I replied in a harsh tone. She better have some good news. “Sir we haven’t found the girl that is fit for the ballroom event. I’ve sent images and look books to your mail but you rejected all of them. I plead for more time to find the perfect girl.”

Tall, broad shoulders, his suit perfectly tailored, blonde hair slicked back nicely. “Monsieur Durand,” I greeted with a small smile. “Good to see you.” “Logan.” He nodded, then turned to Amelia, his accent smooth and deep. “And who is this vision standing beside you?” “Amelia Connells, Heiress and CEO of Cornells’ ENT,” I said before she could answer. “She’s my…” I let the sentence hang for a beat, “partner.” Durand smiled knowingly and took her hand, kissing it lightly. “Enchanté, mademoiselle, I know your father, I didn't know he had such a…. beautiful daughter.”

It was incredibly tense in the private room. Henry, wearing a pitiable white shirt, sat at the main seat with red, swollen eyes, and beside him were four of the top players of "Shimmering Starfield", including Yvonne and "MoonShadow". In the center, a woman lounged while absentmindedly spinning a lighter in her hand. She was none other than Jesse Fuller, the elite heiress of Bellevue society and the second-ranked high roller in the game.

They're the only ones who left me, I can't afford to lose them. "Please! Please!" I'm started to breathe heavily and also my vision is starting to blurry, I can't afford to lost consciousness! "Ho?" I heard their young master's foot step coming closer and closer to me until I saw his pair of shoes in front of me. "Then stand up" he command with his authority voice. Even though I was having a hard time standing up I still insisted and looked him straight in his golden eyes with the spiral crimson glowing on it. I wonder why he is the only one who has a spiral crimson on his eyes. Is it the reason why he's the young master of them all?

she paused, looked at Dianna's eyes. "And his name is... Doctor Klaud Anderson." Dianna felt dumb and was speechless. She... she couldn't utter a single word nor look at her little sister's eyes. What will happen if their paths cross again? Can Dianna accept and embrace the truth that there's no way of escaping from her new Master or it would be false hope for the both of them?

His name was Cameron Mills, an omega Hayes had found for me. "You don't need to call me sister," I said, studying his face. "We're not related." Cameron's cheeks flushed slightly. "I meant it as a term of respect. You're the Alpha heiress." I wanted to experience firsthand what Marcus found so appealing about young, eager omegas. Cameron was everything Ivy was - young, beautiful, eager to please. But I felt absolutely nothing. No desire whatsoever. No urge to possess or protect. "Tell me," I said, swirling the wine in my glass. "What do you think makes an omega attractive?"

“This can be the biggest mistake of your life. Give up now or you'll regret it.” “You paved the way for me to finally be with Raymond. How can I let go of this opportunity, Sister?” After my response, her expression turned bitter. Cassie gripped the chair's armrest, her eyes flashing. “Raymond is the Young Master of the Reece Household. He's a rare talent since he was young. He has so many accomplishments and you're insignificant beside him. As a bum, don't you feel insecure?” Not letting my sister's insults get through me is a skill I've mastered for many years.

“Hardly. I came to remind you that you don’t own this space; you don’t own this city. Tonight, the spotlight isn’t just yours.” With that, I turned my gaze to Gabriella, who took a small step back, observing me with equal parts disdain and intrigue. “Congratulations on your new partnership,” I said, my openness a strategic mask for the confidence bubbling beneath. “Though we all know you’re merely a pawn in Andre’s elaborate chess game.” Gasps spread through the attendees at my audacity, their eyes darting between the three of us, hungry for the unfolding drama. Gabriella lifted her chin, an unmistakable defiance glimmering in her icy gaze. “And you must be the runaway heiress who’s chosen t