The Heir He Denied Novels & Stories

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.”

She smiled and placed her head on my shoulder. "You're being silly, Johannes. That is what you have wanted since we entered college. Are you really willing to give up now? It's not like there was anyone to inherit it besides you," I could not help but agree with what she said. There was really no one in the family who would want to take this from Abuelo. First of all, he's a demon. Second, he had made it clear since I graduated high school that he wanted me as the heir. Even my father did not complain. Well, he got his life all sorted out, and he's rich enough to not eye for the Alejandro Empires.

he pointed with his index finger. “You go out often” “I’m no one, who gives a fuck about me?” he shrugged. “You’re not no one” I still found it hard to believe that he was an heir and he spent the past year completing his initiation. “They don’t know that.” He rolled his eyes and got up from the chair.

This was the best treatment she could give herself. The file fell from his hands and onto the table. “You are so heartless! Give me back my rights now!” He did not care if he yelled at her or not, his empire was his fortune he had worked for and no outsider especially one born from a wedlock to inherit it. Emily got up with her teeth freely moving happily. She smiled with a touch a smirking added to it. Her hands tugged handsomely into her suit trousers as she took a step to him.

The moment my mother in-law uttered that word, I coughed so hard and almost choked on the food I was eating. The Heir reveal is like a ritual that every legitimate son of the Seattle's must partake in to be legible for a part in the will of Mr Seattle. This was like a dream come true for Kai since he was the only one without a child amongst his brothers and to add to his joy, he's the first to have a male child.

He followed me out with his cane, pulling the door shut behind us. “I want you to hear it from me before anything gets announced,” I said. “I’m saying no to the heirship. Formally. I already told Bastian the other night.” He was quiet, watching the snow come down. “You already have a son who spent his whole life preparing for this, Dad,” I said. “He’s wonderful. Proud, responsible, and he loves this place. He arrested his own mother in front of the entire pack because it was right.” I put my hand over his on the cane. “Appreciate what’s standing right in front of you.”

“No, it’s about power. It's about control. And the truth is, you never had control over me. Not like you thought.” He scoffed, a bitter laugh following. “I am the one who gave you that power, Jace. And don’t forget it. If you continue down this path, I’ll have no choice but to strip you of your position as the heir to everything. You’ll be nothing more than an outsider.” I leaned forward, my fingers tightening around the phone. “You think you can just take away my birthright? You think you can just erase me from everything?” I couldn’t help the mockery in my voice. “You forget something, Father. You can’t change who the heir is. You already signed a document, under your own hand, saying that

I demand, my voice rising despite my efforts to stay calm. He leans forward slightly. “My heir should be announced as well. The press will be here tomorrow. I will not show weakness because of some stupid accusation made by my hungry, ambitious, and vicious brother.” He takes a bite of his bread. “I want the world to know that the Moon Goddess has blessed me with an heir.” “You know I can’t stay,” I say softly. His expression hardens further. “I’m not asking you to.” He picks up his glass of wine, downs it in one gulp, and pushes back from the table. The chair scrapes loudly against the floor as he stands and walks out without another glance.

The notary's finger hovered above the keyboard for a moment. "Mrs. Fuzio." He adjusted his glasses, not daring to look straight at me. "The heir next in line needs to be present to confirm his intentions." I was confused. Christian Fuzio was an only child. His parents passed away ten years ago. We were married for 20 years with no children. "What did you say?" Before the notary could reply, the doors opened. When the boy walked in, I didn't even react. That was, until I saw his face.

The cool satisfaction of a man who believes everything is proceeding exactly as planned. I raised my glass in return, my smile flawless. I hope you can still smile like this, Dominic. Three days from now. When your heir is gone— and you finally understand what it cost you to underestimate me.