The Lost Heiress Never Forgiven Novels & Stories

But her world shatters when her boyfriend betrays her, and her family forces her into a cold, arranged marriage with Cristiano Vitelli—a man she’s never met. On their wedding night, he demands an heir. The next morning, she discovers he already has a girlfriend. And soon after, she learns—he's not just a businessman. He's the ruthless Mafia King of Eastern Italy. But nothing could prepare Siena for the truth that unravels next. Her entire life was a lie. She’s not who she thinks she is. She was stolen as a child… and is the lost heiress of a powerful family.

I couldn’t believe I had once let this monster touch me, had borne his child in a misguided attempt at submission all to hide my revenge plan, all because I suspected Anita’s death was not an accident. “Sign it, you good-for-nothing slut!” he barked, slamming the table. I flinched, grabbed the pen, and glared at him. “You can’t get away with this. You’ll pay for everything you’ve done.” He chuckled darkly. “I’ll kill that girl before she ends my career and steals my wealth.” “It’s hers! Anita gave it all to her. You can’t hide her inheritance or hold it forever.” “Oh, Elizabeth,” he crooned, “you’re pushing me to the wall. Then dance to the tune you’ve chosen.”

I stood up and poured myself another drink, “What is it that you want to talk about? Make it quick. I have work to do” “It is the weekend. Chill” “I mean it, Westin. Be quick” “Alright, grumpy old man. You are no fun” he took a can of beer and drank it before he continued. “The lost heiress is back” “Who?” I gestured for him to sit and sat next to him, “Get to the point, Westin” “Melina Cage, the lost heiress is back. And rumours out there are saying that she is planning to take back Cage Industries. It is a war out there going on between her and her uncle. Pretty ugly”

“And you, darling, have a score to settle. Her eyes burned with malice as she circled Anaïs. “First, you undermine the queen Lilith, parading the award ceremony with Cael Moraine, and then you turned the industry against Sheryl. That wasn't enough, you also went further to steal my opportunity to stardom!” “I didn't steal any… Anaïs didn't complete her statement before Agnes slapped her across the face. “Easy Agnes, easy, we don't want to rough her up yet” a slow voice called across the room. Sheryl's voice.

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Relief. “So that’s it,” she whispered. “You get the crown… and I get the truth.” My heart clenched. I moved toward her without thinking. “No,” I said, my voice steadier than I felt. “You get me. A sister. If you want one.” Her breath caught, sharp and fragile. Then Calista laughed, bitter, sharp, empty. “How poetic. The lost heiress returns, secrets spill, and I lose everything.” “You lost everything the moment you chose to deceive everyone,” Killian said coldly.

He frowned, “watch your tone.” “I asked you a question, Lucas. Don't mess with me.” I replied, with anger burning within me. “Why shouldn't I mess with you? Who are you? You're nothing but a pathetic heiress with nothing in her bank account. No money, no assets. Nothing.” “My child is in Kate. You can't do this to me!” I wailed, “God, you're quite slow.” I blinked.

Beside me, Lucas's expression was unpredictable, and he remained silent. Grandma’s face twisted in outrage. “Ridiculous! Do you hear yourselves? What kind of nonsense is this?” Vanessa’s voice dripped with false humility. “Grandma, don’t be prejudiced against me. After all, I’m the real heiress of Caldwell. And just a week ago, I secured a big deal for the company. In terms of qualifications and achievements…” She trailed off with a coy smile. “I surpass my sister in every way.” Grandma’s fury reached its peak. With all her strength, she threw her cane aside, her face red with rage.

The last thing I remembered was my stepmother handing me a cup of coffee and wishing me good morning with a broad smile on her face. I never knew that behind that smile was a plan. And that plan is exactly where I am now. Leila took a step closer and crouched, her face now inches from mine. “I won't lie, Grace,” she whispered mockingly. “You were something back then. The golden girl, the perfect one. Everyone wanted to be you. But look at you now.” Her eyes scanned me from head to toe like I was filth. “This is what happens to people who don’t know their place.”

However, when she turned back to me, all that was left was a pitiful look. She nodded furiously. "Yes, we’re really out of options. We know we were wrong. You’re an heiress. You don’t need to hold a grudge against people like us, do you? "I’ve lost everything. I know what I did was wrong. If you don’t forgive me, I don’t know what I’ll do… I might as well be dead." Tears streamed down her face, making her look like she had suffered some great injustice. I couldn’t help but laugh at the absurdity of it all. When they were out there spending my money and living it up, did they ever stop to think about how they’d wronged me?