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Taking me by surprise, I didn’t think she would make me heir of the family. To be announced heir of this empire is something only dreams are made of. I merely nod, I mean I’m not going to complain. It’s an honor to be the heir of the Bodega family. Aside from Dante my stepbrother, I have a stepsister, Harlee. She is a few years younger than me and has made it perfectly clear she does not want to be heir. Dante has already many years ago when I still lived at home explained that he does not want to be heir one day. He will at some point branch out on his own, so I am the only one left to be the heir and even though I am Isaac Bodega’s stepdaughter, he loves my mother entirely and is happy for

“I declare this today and all of you here are my eyewitnesses, my eldest daughter, Audrey RedField will become my heir, everything I have will be given to her. Everything, including control of this household. I will repeat myself again, Audrey RedField is my heir!” “Nooo!”

A girl I barely remembered from a yoga class once commented on one of my ancient I*******m posts with: “Wait. Is your son THE Wolfe heir?” I stood in Lucien’s penthouse kitchen in one of his oversized T-shirts, barefoot and completely overwhelmed. Leo, on the other hand, sat at the island with a banana pancake and a crown made of napkins he’d proudly taped together. Completely unbothered. “Mommy,” he said between bites, “what does ‘heir’ mean?” I blinked. “Where did you hear that?” “On TV.” He shrugged. “Some lady with a lot of makeup said I’m the Wolfe heir. Do I have to wear a crown now? Is it heavy?”

“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

"From the very beginning, the heir was the one in Stella's belly!" "This was just an unacknowledged bastard, a creature no one wanted. Why should he have been born?" "So he could live his life branded as a 'mutt'?" I was a walking corpse, shuffling toward the future Don, leaving a trail of scarlet on the floor. Each step left a bloody footprint, a gruesome trail of what we had lost. I stopped right in front of him and asked, my voice devoid of emotion. "Tell me, who was ever looking forward to the birth of the true Gallo heir?"

“You’ll move into my estate. Effective immediately. I’ll provide everything you need—medical care, security, comfort. But I won’t leave this child’s wellbeing in the hands of chance.” Her mouth fell open. “You can’t be serious.” “I’m very serious,” he said, his voice low, commanding. “This isn’t just about you, Maya. It’s about my heir.” Heir. The word struck her like a slap. This wasn’t a baby to him—it was an heir, a legacy, another trophy in his empire. Her anger flared. “I’m not moving into your cold mansion, Adrian. I may be carrying your child, but that doesn’t mean you control me.”

“When do we tell Harbor City you’re not just a nobody who married up?” “Six months. Dad’s planning a formal announcement.” “David’s going to lose his mind.” “He’ll finally realize he never knew me.” My phone buzzed again. Unknown number: You made a mistake leaving David. He’s mine and always will be. Stay away. Grace. I showed Sophie. She laughed. “Should we tell her you’re a billionaire heiress?” “No. Let her think she won.” I deleted it. “I’m done competing for a man who never chose me.”

He had landed himself in trouble! This was a disaster! Rachel’s next sentence made Chester even more flustered. “Philip Clarke is the heir to the main Clarke family. The one you kidnapped is the youngest princess of the main Clarke family.” Thump! In a flash, Chester staggered and almost lost his balance. How could this be…

“What the hell are you talking about? I wasn’t shot in my manhood,” he shouted. The man was Brian William, first heir to his family fortune. Although he had been in elite education since a child and had always been taught to conceal his real emotions, Brian couldn’t help cursing as he spoke with this young physician. He put his hand to his forehead and took a deep breath to calm himself down. Brian couldn’t hurt this doctor. After all, he was the last doctor specializing in men’s health that Brian hadn’t visited.

The priestess waited for him to recover, idly picking her nails, glancing at him once he stood, “Hear my words detok, for they come straight from the lips of the winter father” she started as the army took and knee, same with detok, “You detok, heir to both the winter and summer thrones has fallen short in the eyes of the rulers of both courts, particularly in my eyes for the thoughts of herandra matters little to me, you will have one chance to absolve yourself of this shame you have soiled me with. You will travel alone to the gates of artemon, there you will slay the prince and present his head to me as an act of apology, then and only then will I consider you my heir once again.”