The Stolen Heir 2 Novels & Stories

Compared to having his lover by his side, he would much rather have his company! [Such a pity for Harmonia. She was already dumped by Absalom. After she got together with a new sugar daddy, Hector dumped her too!] [Someone took her in, didn’t they? We just don’t know who bought Marshtown Studio yet. Do you girls have any news?] [Could it be the mysterious heir of the billion-dollar fortune? I heard that the heir has suddenly shown up and claimed it despite having been gone for nine whole years.] [The heir is actually an heiress who owns a Lamborghini! She wore sunglasses, a baseball cap, and a mask. She’s really mysterious!]

That she would try to kill me, to cover up for her role in this… I couldn’t even say what she was. “Tell me Ruby, where did your lovely fiancée keep my diamond?” he growled. My head snapped up in shock, “What diamond?” He chuckled, a dark sound that vibrated through the room, filling me with dread. “Daniel Finn, stole my family’s heirloom,” My world came crashing down.

What's wrong with your stupid brain, huh? Anna tried to straighten out the situation even though she couldn't control her emotions. 'Tch, you're still denying it. Why? Do you think I can't do it huh? You know it so well that I'm the heir to the Lawson group. You can get all the wealth that I will have once you become mine. So, you just submit to me and don't need much resistance to become mine.' Anna could only continue to stare and look for where all of Liam's crazy thoughts were coming from. Until... 'So tell me, how much would I have to give you, so I have a fucking night with you tonight?'

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.

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?”

He asked, looking at me from head to toe and focusing on the neckline of my blouse, making me roll my eyes. I move closer to him, glaring at him. "I am the Montanari heiress, this chair is mine!" I speak a little lower, but firm and serious. "And I am your future husband and I would have to take over the company". Seriously spoken. "But don't worry, I can make you secretary. You'll be great to work with". Speaks mischievously, licking his lips as he looks down at my cleavage again. I roll my eyes and walk over to his side, controlling myself so I don't end up committing murder.

He sounded more pleased than she expected which was odd, his granddaughter was dead, he shouldn't be happy someone else looked like her. She waited until she was close enough to hear him before she started talking. "How will I know if this special gem you seek is in the castle? Or taken by someone else already. What do I do then?" "Listen Larissa, everything has been planned. You need not bother yourself with the tiny details for now." "What if I get caught?" Silver Falcon raised his eyebrows. "There's no way you will..." "But what if I get caught?" She repeated the question strongly and he sighed.

"This building belonged to our families. Alexander stole it. You stole it back." "Alexander stole everything." Ruth's voice was steady. "I'm just returning what he took." "Then give it to us." "No." Ruth moved closer. "I'm giving it to the people who need it. The people Alexander hurt." The man's face contorted. "You'll regret this." He turned and walked out, his companions following. Isabella exhaled, her body shaking. "It's over," Sebastian said. "For now." Damien's voice was grim. "But they'll be back."

“You think you’re the only one who has to deal with this? This isn’t some dream come true. It’s a nightmare.” I stepped forward, leaning in close, lowering my voice even further, knowing I was pushing her to the edge. “You’re not going to trap me with a kid. I won’t let you. If you want this to end, you’ll take them.” Her breathing hitched, but she didn’t back down. “No,” she whispered, voice cracking with defiance. “I won’t do it. I want this baby, Nicole. I want us to be a family.” I sneered at her words. Family? This wasn’t a family. This was a prison.

Even from across the chamber I recognized the seal. Moonstone. Royal. Ancient. My heart began hammering. Because I knew what everyone had been searching for. The stolen file. The missing archive. The secret. The figure turned the document slightly. Just enough. Just enough for me to see. My breath stopped. The title burned across the page. THE HEIR PROTECTION DIRECTIVE No. No. No. My stomach dropped. The file wasn't gone. It had never been gone. Someone had it. Someone had always had it.