The Broken Heiress Is The Real Power Player Novels & Stories

Eynas assisted his queen in her seat. Astra put her face to his face. She looked at him and smiled. "I'm fine" she mumbled and turned her redhead in front of her broods. "Let's welcome, the first heiress of the Erasmus Kingdom!" She growls. "And I declare war among dragons and humans! We will restore our dragon power, the Heart of Magic from them! Scream for me! Scream!" Astra made an extreme growl and all of them made a rumbling sound.

"She’s a gold-digging slut who played you. And you are just gonna sit here and pretend it doesn’t matter?" I studied him—the way his fists clenched, the way his jaw ticked. This wasn’t about Lexi. This was about control. About him needing to prove something, to me, to himself. "Her past is hers," I said evenly. "What matters is who she is now. And unlike you, she’s never tried to manipulate me to get what she wants." His face darkened. "You are really that blind? Or are you just desperate to get into her pants?" He asked through gritted teeth, but I didn't answer. There is nothing to prove to him after all.

Though obviously frowning, she gave Lance a slight look. “None taken.” “Well. Your husband made the right decision. The chairman also had plans to hire one for you. I guess Mr. Wayne beat him up to it.” “Still–” “The wedding you guys put up is still hot as of the moment. Especially now that you are the Kreisler heiress. Definitely someone’s gonna approach the lady for matters that are obviously advantageous and manipulative. And we can’t have that.” Selene uttered in a solid tone, now back to her elegant poise.

It was night time now, both of us in her room. “So you’re saying your mother is Catherine Estrada..as in founder of Haleon Global and one of the leading figures of the women's revolution?” “Yes, that's her..” Lena stared in shock…”woah…no way! And you’re supposed to be the heir to her company?!” I nodded again. “That’s it..” “Ellia…this..this …this is crazy.” “Well..” I sighed, leaning back into the sofa I was sitting on. “To gas how my life has been this past week.”

“And don't fall in love with me too, Mr Adrian Kingsley.” "I'm the one giving out the rules here, not the other way round." “Whatever Adrian, do not fall in love with me. That is my only rule.” “I'm not done.” “What's left, Mr Adrian Kingsley?” “You will have my cars at your disposal, access to my houses and wealth, wardrobes of anything you wish to wear, shoppers at your beck and call, literally anything you want, but. Nothing from your dad or your family. I will be your sole provider from now on.”

Why should we run? She turned around, grabbed three of the most expensive items on the rack, and marched to the counter, pulling me along. “It’s funny how some people think carrying someone else’s card is a personality trait,” Chloe mocked, flashing a grin at Jess. “Real power is spending the credits you earned with your own claws!” Jess’s face darkened to match her card. She knew Chloe was the heiress to a retail empire that spanned the kingdom. Chloe was loaded in her own right.

I didn’t grow up with the wealth and love showered upon these women but at least I can choose what I want to do in life. Some women here never even get the illusion of choice. As the estate gates come into view, Giana speaks again. “This is why they care so much about reputation,” she says. “Why mistakes matter. Why alliances are everything. One wrong move can shift power.” Fucking politics and power. And suddenly, I understand this world a little more than I wanted to. When we step inside, the house feels the same as always. But now I see it differently. This isn’t just a home for Giana, this is a chessboard and she is the winning piece. The thought makes me queasy.

"This is about the betrayal of a legacy. My father didn't lose a daughter. He lost a vote." ​The noise dropped. The reporters exchanged glances. This wasn't the script. The script was 'Traumatized Heiress Finds Safety in Tech Billionaire’s Arms.' ​I was giving them 'CEO Ousts Dictator.' ​"Are you saying Arthur Vane is unfit?" ​"I am saying the Medusa core belongs to the future. Not to a man who uses his family as collateral." ​I felt Liam move closer. He understood what I was doing now. I was shifting the social class exposure. I wasn't the girl hiding in a Queens walk-up anymore. I was the power in the room.