The Dominant Heirs นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Celine asked "Well for one I have no use of the money your father left you but I do want some thing, your father founded the company and he is the chairman and when he died, no one could take his place because he left all of his shares to you, you are the one with the majority owner of the company and can also be the chairman but as it is, I doubt if you are interested in it and so I need you to make me the chairman my dearest niece "He said "And the only way to do that is by signing this contract,it says here that you will be appointing me as the next chairman and also as your guardian"He added as he brought out a document

She can see farther than any other living fae, werewolf or human I’ve ever met. After they took their place as the rulers of WoodLily, Dominic and Tialha had time to reaffirm their love for each other, producing several fae/wolf hybrids. Dominic is a natural leader and their lands have flourished under his guidance and Tialha’s love. They are about ready to step down and let their oldest son take over for them.

"That's enough!" Derek suddenly yelled, glaring at me with pure contempt. "Let me tell you the truth—I'm the heir of the Astor family. When my parents get here tomorrow, forget a few dozen—I could give you hundreds! Thousands! You're nothing but a pathetic loser. Who are you to humiliate me?" With that, he shoved past me and ran out. Estelle's face darkened as she snapped at me, "Happy now? You really did hit your head. Now nobody's happy. Just pack your things and come with me!"

“Holy shit, Lyriana. You’re pregnant with the heir to both thrones. This is more than a scandal. This is a looming war waiting to happen.” I held intensely unto the edges of the windowsill. “I am aware.” “So what do you want to do?” she asked. “I am confused,” I said with a heavy hear. “Well… you better figure it out before someone else does.” She said as I hung up the call. My breath caught in my throat as I reread the letter. Alaric. Here. In the same palace. This was the same man that ruined the world I had. He owns the child I am carrying. He is the heir to Ardonia’s kingdom. Our rival kingdom

"And your marriage contract had one very specific clause." Lucian frowned. "The heir clause?" Gregory Winslow leaned forward. "Yes. It's year three, Lucian. That clause states that before the fourth year, an heir must be produced. No child means the marriage dissolves—and both our families lose everything we've built." Caliste raised an eyebrow. "Lose everything? Isn't that a little dramatic?" Her father glared. "It's not a joke, Caliste. The Velmores and Winslows joined for global control of trade and investment. If this marriage falls apart, dozens of partnerships collapse."

“Bloodline?” “You think your power is unique,” the Heir said, rising with fluid grace. “But it’s inherited. The city itself has been waiting, channeling it through those like you. Strong enough to resist… but not yet to dominate.” Her heart pounded. “Then I’ll dominate if I have to.” Kellen glanced at her, worry flashing in his eyes. “Careful. That’s exactly the kind of arrogance that gets you killed.” “I’m not arrogant,” she said. “I’m awake.”

Father said, voice hardening. “I will not play favorites. This is a meritocracy. The son who graduates with the strongest academic record and demonstrates superior social and negotiation skills will become CEO. The Castillo tradition is old and no longer holds weight in this new world.” My mother’s lips parted in disbelief. “You’re… pitting your own sons against each other?” “It’s called competition, Isabella,” Father said, eyes like cold steel. “The world doesn’t hand power to the lazy. Alejandro’s charm doesn’t impress me, and Diego’s intellect means nothing if he can’t lead. Whoever proves both brains and influence will inherit the company. Final decision.”

“One chosen not by love but by survival.” Her husband’s jaw tightened. “Rex.” They hadn’t chosen him. Fate had. Blackthorn’s bloodline was old, dominant, brutal in its loyalty to balance. An Alpha capable of standing against the pull of what Isabella carried or wielding it. “That was never meant to happen this soon,” she said. “The agreement said when she awakened, not—” “—not when others noticed,” he finished. Her mother’s voice shook with fury. “And Thane noticed.”

"And don't even think about skipping that trip. You will go, and you will enjoy your time with your wife. You will go Dominic.” "Don't you dare," Dominic countered, his voice dropping into a cold dangerous tone. He took a deep breath, his fingers white where they gripped the phone. "Listen to me, Father. Even if I go on this godforsaken honeymoon, I will never let Silas take over. Not as long as I have breath in my body. He might be the elder, but I am the one who built this. I am the rightful heir, and I will burn this entire company to the ground before I let him sit in my chair. I don’t make empty promises father and you know it.”

The two talked for a while before parting ways after reassuring everything was all set. As scheduled, the event started. Most guests are from a well known family and business tycoons. Some are young CEOs who have established their own companies at a very young age and some are newly appointed CEOs as its successors. But mostly are the boards of directors of the Empire Group of Companies. The largest company in the country. They have everything, from malls to hotels, resorts, chain of restaurants and many more. Tonight’s event is to formally introduce the eldest son and the heir of Empire Group of Companies. The son that the Chairman and his wife had already lost more than twenty years ago.