Unwanted Heiress? Billionaire's Beloved Novels & Stories

"Mother wants me back in time for dinner." "Yes, Ma'am," Ryan replied before leaving the office. Diane stood up straightening her burgundy blazer and grabbing her bag. She still didn't believe this was her life now. She was a Deveraux, she owned stuff in her name, she was loved by people around her and most importantly, everyone in the country was about to know she was a hidden heiress. And as much as that meant her face was going to be frequently all over the media and her privacy was going to be compromised, this was what she wanted, this was the power she craved and this was the life that chose her.

If only Elena knew what games she was playing with me, she wouldn't have agreed to participate at all… because she was only to end up with a broken heart once it was all over. Damien didn't want her or me for who we were because he didn't give a fuck about love or personality. All he wanted was the heiress of Hale Dynasty because it was the third biggest company in the country. Elena, as foolish as she was, hadn't realized that yet. That was why he still had her wrapped around his fingers. I, on the other hand, wasn't going to let him have a dime from the wealth my parents worked hard to grow. I was going to take him down right after making my sister see him for who he was; nothing but a sel

I gripped the edge of the table. The screen cut to a split graphic. Left side: Giselle’s recent headshot, elegant, composed. Right side: a grainy still from security footage—Octavia standing over an open grave, face half-turned toward the camera, and unmistakable. The headline crawler at the bottom scrolled in bold red letters: BILLIONAIRE HEIRESS NEARLY BURIED ALIVE BY STEPSISTER. I grabbed my phone and dialed Giselle’s number, but it went straight to voicemail.

“You look so elegant in it and I can’t wait to see all eyes on you. But do not get carried away because we’ve got our eyes on someone already.” “So what did you call his name again?” Lori asked. “Shawn Elias.” “Shawn…Elias…..” Lori reiterated in a whisper tone. “Are you sure he is a billionaire, mama? His name doesn’t ring a bell.” “Oh my love, it hurts when you don’t trust me. I did my research well. Right now, he is the wealthiest man in the country. Even Don Travous respects him so much. And despite the fact that he has his own bloody money, he also comes from a rich family. Imagine you being his wife. Our generation would never suffer. My grandchildren will be so grateful to you for choo

“When I saw the news of missing Bethany, I started looking into her life again. And I realised she is now being confused for a late heiress.” “So, you knew Catrina before she had her daughter?” “No.” He shook his head. “She must have been four. Or five.” I nodded. “I knew she was fake. I could smell it just by looking at her. This is fantastic news.” “Yes,” he said. “We can make some more money by blackmailing her. She is connected to two of the wealthiest families in Italy.” I wasn't interested in blackmailing her. “She doesn't have access to the money, Ricardo. But I know someone who will be willing to buy this information from you. Carlos De la Fonte.”

I couldn't fathom why Jennie had brought me to a place like this. Suddenly, she flung a bunch of keys at my face, catching me off guard. "Here," she said with a smile. “What is it for?" I was bewildered as I asked her with a surprised tone. "It's ours now," she replied. "I don't want that despicable woman, who calls herself your wife, to ever disturb us again," she added with a hateful tone. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. It seemed that Jennie had taken some drastic steps to ensure our privacy and happiness. As I looked around the mansion, I couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and wonder.

In the large mansion, the masters were outnumbered by the helpers. It was crazy for Danie because she didn't need them at all. At least, just a few would do. It wasn't like many people knew that she was the only heiress to the massive wealth of the Williams. She could walk alone at night and no one would guess that she's a billionaire. But for sure she'd turn heads. Danielle was beautiful. She had always been told how perfect she looked. Her skin alone uses the most expensive set of skin care. Her hair was glowing. Everything that every girl could dream of was within her reach.

She crossed the balcony in four steps and her hand connected with my face before I had time to move. The slap cracked across the night air. "You took everything," she said, her voice breaking on the last word. "My father…This house. Everything I was supposed to have. And now him. You took him too." "I didn't take anything," I said, my hand going to my cheek. "Vivienne, I don't know what's going—" "Don't." Her voice dropped to something quieter that was somehow more frightening than the shout. "Don't tell me you didn't know. You obviously bewitched him, because why on earth would he choose you over me."

His assets were frozen, his name disgraced, and his empire crumbled. As I sat back in my chair, looking out the window at the city below, I couldn’t help but smile. This is just the beginning. You can't escape the wrath of a billionaire heiress.