The Consortium's Heir Novels & Stories

"This is far too cruel, Aaron. Your grandfather would never accept you abandoning your wife at a time like this." Those words struck me like an unexpected blow. She had no idea of the reality behind the "heir" everyone believed existed between me and Paolla. But revealing any part of the truth now was impossible. Berenice looked disturbed, and hearing Leonel's name brought me back to reality in a cold, brutal way. Everything in my family revolved around this heir, this "guaranteed future." In their eyes, leaving Paolla meant shattering everything they expected from me. For a moment, I remained silent, trying to craft a response that wouldn’t be compromising. I needed a way to steer the conve

“And it gets worse. Some of these payments are linked to a group called ‘The Consortium.’ It’s an informal network of powerful individuals who’ve been backing each other’s corrupt deals for decades.” “The Consortium,” Arman repeated, his voice hard. “They’re the ones protecting Dhiren’s legacy—and they won’t stop until we’re silenced.” Later that day, another black car appeared at the estate gates. This time, a courier delivered an envelope addressed to Ayesha. Inside was a single photograph: a grainy image of Aditya and Neha walking in the garden, taken from a distance. On the back, a chilling message was scrawled: “You’re playing with fire. Leave this alone, or you’ll burn.”

Luca froze. His gun lowered, his heart stopped. “…Lorenzo?” The man smiled. “You didn’t think I’d stay dead forever, cousin.” “If one heir from each line unites in blood, the contract ends.” But what happens when a third heir steps out of the grave?

he glared. The sharp opening of the door short-lived my intention to speak. A brown-head popped her head into view and I instantly recognised her as Levi's secretary whom I'd met countless times.. “Sorry to interrupt, boss. You have an important letter from grandpa” she informed. I wiped my bloody lips using the break's opportunity, smirking as the words which one of the senior directors I'd earlier met with, rang in my ears. “Levi Banks can't be inaugurated as the president of the consortium without a family that includes a son. You are next in line. If he fails to get a son within one year as we've agreed, and you do, you'll take his place..”

Theodor, a 29-year-old man, is the first grandson of Gilbert Jansen Burg, the owner of Burg Corporation, and has been named the company's heir. That doesn't necessarily make Theodor big-headed or dependent on his family. Theodor felt he was carrying a Very Heavy mandate, so he always wanted to feel perfect at every opportunity. Theodor was such a genius that his grandfather felt. He had made no mistake in choosing the heir to his fortune. "My grandson, you're finally home. How was the company today?" "Yes, as usual. Very busy." Theodor said. "Good, good. You're a child genius." Gilbert complimented.

Owen, who I had left with them to come and speak with her, shakes his head. I sigh and nod before walking out. He gives me a reassuring nod. “Maybe give a little time. She must be confused right now.” He says when we get to the car. I grumble an incoherent reply. Not in the best of moods. I didn't have much expectations for today, but I at least hoped I would be able to talk to her. We may not have planned this but that child is going to be my heir. She doesn’t know, but it is important to me that she keeps it.

answered Blake, who kept his eyes straight, looking at the wall across where he stood. Then, at least look at her when saying those words. Alise was about to cry, and she didn’t want any of them to see her. Alise didn’t want them to think she was ungrateful and such. But none of them thought of her that way. They knew she was just lost. “Then what am I supposed to do now?” Her voice wavered. “To ensure your protection, we’ll announce that the family’s heir is back. These seven boys have been trained for years and dedicated their lives to you. You’ll be attending Prestigious Academy. There, you will learn various things.”

I'd be grateful if you could fill me in on what's going on and identify me for the record. Zoe Hills greeted Eric Ferguson with the words "You are the true heir to the Ferguson Group of companies" as she beamed at him and smiled at while she spoke those words. "You are the true heir to the Ferguson Group of companies.Your family has every right to claim that they are the legitimate owners of the entire Golden Cliff because they are the ones who originally settled there. In point of fact, in striking contrast to the meager means that the Lindell family has, the Ferguson family has an extraordinary amount of wealth.”

Giving him something akin to a once-over, I say, "I did feel it, so what?" He exudes a dry smile that gives me a clearer picture of what he's driving at soon enough. "When there's a new connection, it is mostly believed to be one of the younglings maturing into a full-breded wolf. But our findings linked us to no one which means something different, my dear brother." I give him the raised brows while awaiting that he says something else. It was clear to me that there was more to it and he does complete his train of thought by saying, "We have an illegal addition to the pack."

He was the eldest son, the shark of the Bert empire, a man who had turned a billion-dollar company into a trillion-dollar dynasty through sheer will and ruthlessness. “The arrangement,” my father stammered, wiping sweat from his brow. “Between your grandfather and my father is clear. It's a union between the Vances and the Berts to solidify the friendship between the two families. My daughter, Evelyn, is of age. Since your younger brother, Julian, has already taken a wife, the responsibility falls to the head of the house. It falls to you, Rhysander.” Rhysander finally turned. His eyes were grey, hard, and sparking with a dangerous annoyance that said that if my father didn't stop talking, h