The Stray Heiress Strikes Back Novels & Stories

She’s stiff, trembling, her breaths high-pitched and panicked. “Stay down,” I snap, though my voice breaks halfway. My arms lock around her, pulling her to the ground as her knees buckle. Behind me, there’s a scuffle, shouts, curses, Damien’s grunt of effort as he wrestles with Sasha. Her scream pierces through the ringing in my ears. Then, the slip. A high heel scraping on loose gravel. The sickening lurch of weight shifting. I twist in time to see her body tip backward, her face wild, arms flailing. Her hand claws at the air, and then she finds purchase.

"A gentle answer turns away wrath, but a harsh word stirs up anger." -Solomon- *** “Are you going to head back now?” Remy asked as Layla put on her bra back and picked up her clothes from the ground. “Yes, I have to go elsewhere tonight.” She replied back before she turned around and kissed the blonde man once again. “When can I see you again?” He asked. Layla thought she was definitely making this man attached to her and smirked victoriously.

For the first time since working with the heiress, I felt like she was human and she looked— if I were to be honest— sweet. She was concerned about offending Madam Leah. After all the seductive talks, the glances, the body language, penetrating stare and unashamedly being slutty— nothing had gotten to me, until that blush— that was when I realized I was fucked! ~~~~ Chantelle's POV I flipped my hair and danced with a smile on my face. The colored lights of the club were blinding but I enjoyed the sensation. I suddenly felt someone behind me. “Hey!” the stranger shouted over the music into my ear.

Meg stepped forward, her eyes ablaze with righteous fury. Silence consumed the office, and officer Gabby was left in a state of dilemma. He once heard that the heiress of the Song family is heartless and cold. Could he risk his life just for a cheap penny? “Didn't you hear her?” Enzo yelled dangerously. “I… I….he stammered. He felt his gut wrench as Enzo snapped his fingers. And before you know it. Hefty, dangerous men walked in. “I will speak, I will speak”. He could feel his own ragged breathing as he pleaded silently.

Caleb found some girls to talk to fairly quickly. He’d dealt with situations like this before and knew just where to look. He smiled, cordially, as he approached the group. Emma elected to stay in the car. Caleb resisted the urge to frown as he realized none of their cake-make-up faces were familiar. It was always harder to get information from girls who didn’t know him. One was wearing a red wig with matching lipstick and gold eye shadow. One had bleach-blonde hair, pink lips and blue eyelids. The third had decided to be a bit bolder with a black wig, lips and eye shadow.

I heard Helen scream,a chair hit violently across the floor. My instincts took over. “Walter”. “I'm here”. A dull thud echoed nearby,then someone screamed then another crash. Then an unmistakable sound of struggle, Maria cried out. “ Miss Vivian”. Before I could grab her,a glove hand held my wrists. Hard,the grip was powerful and cold. A familiar cold voice whispered in my ear. “You should have stayed dead”. Every hair on my body stood. That voice,then fragments. Rain,the smell of gasoline then the voice saying finish her.

“I’ve heard things about you.” “I’m sure you have.” I replied, my eyes already moved toward the exit. Sebastian leaned between us. “Careful, Verity. He bites.” She laughed again, clearly enjoying herself, but I stepped away. I realized my phone was missing when we reached the exit. “I’ll grab it,” I said. The hallway near the VIP lounge was quieter. “Our mother will be furious,” Verity said. “Good,” Blaine replied. “Let her be.” “She’s back,” Verity continued. “Alessa, that little heiress is back, and mum has been angry.”

Her voice hit the room before she did. I didn’t turn around. “You could knock next time.” “I did,” she said, heels clicking across the floor. “Three times. You just like pretending not to hear me….. Including when I asked if the trespasser was in here….and she was here!” She stopped beside me, close enough that I caught her perfume,.... drowsy and seducing. It used to drive me insane most nights. “What happened?” she asked, nodding toward the door. “I saw Miles drag the girl out.”

"I was not here. I swear." Emily moved. Fast. I did not see it coming. The slap hit hard. My head snapped to the side. Pain exploded across my cheek. Sharp. Burning. I lost my balance. My hand slipped on the blood. I caught myself on the floor. My vision blurred for a second. A ringing sound filled my ears. "You did this." Emily’s voice shook. Not with fear. With anger. "You have been trying to destroy this family from the beginning." My chest rose quickly.

*************** I was woken up by the chirping of birds and the relentless buzzing of my phone. The sun, which had set from the east, almost blinded my face, causing my vision to become blurred. Upon picking up my phone, I almost lost my balance when I saw the news headline. THE HEIRESS OF THE LANCASTER GROUP, NOW MRS. REID HAS BEEN CAUGHT IN BED WITH ANOTHER MAN JUST AFTER THE DEATH OF HER HUSBAND’S GRANDMOTHER. WHAT COULD BE HAPPENING? I quickly got out of bed and made my way towards the bathroom. Searching for Alex, but to no avail.