Walking Away With His Heir Novels & Stories

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.

“You don’t have to stay long. We can just show up, do the formal greetings, and leave.” I opened my eyes, staring out the window. “The problem is... I know they won’t let me walk out that easily. My father’s not the type to accept a shift in power without a fight.” “And right now,” Pascha said, “you’re the only heir he has.” I turned to look at him. “There’s one more. The one he forced on me.” I exhaled. Pascha let out a quiet chuckle. “Pull over here,” I whispered.

"A child born to a whore can never be my child. Only the child my wife delivers will be my own, my heir." He turned and strode toward the elevators, leaving Maya standing on the sidewalk with her designer bags. "Do not contact me until you abort the child, and go back to the New York on your own. I'm not going to leave my wife's side in the remaining days." He had said before leaving. He rushed into the hotel lobby, his heart hammering against his ribs. He felt a strange, inexplicable sense of dread. He burst into the penthouse, the words of a grand apology already forming on his lips.

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.

He smiled and shook his head at me. “I am leaving the country, but I do have important business regardless of the situation that we are in. And while I don’t think that you are asking because you would be missing me too much, I do believe that leaving you in the house after announcing you as my heir would come as a good thing. You know, they would at least know who is in charge of this family when I am gone.” He said, and I nodded, removing the IV needle from my wrist. His eyes widened in surprise and I looked down at my hand as I knew that he wasn’t expecting that.

Unable to fight back. "Dante," Isabella said. Voice urgent. "Think about this. The child—it's still a child. You could take it as your own. Raise it. No one would know. The world already thinks it's yours. You could have your heir. Your legacy. Just let it be." "No," Dante said. Cold. Absolute. "It's his. His bastard. In her. In what's mine. I won't accept that. Won't raise his child. Won't let it exist."

Prominently highlighted was Article VII, Clause Delta. The figure continued, "However the Council is not without… leniency. A path to redemption exists. You have one week, Alexander Sterling, to fix this breach. You will present yourself before the Council.. You will bring the true heir. The one who can uphold the covenant. The child of the Sterling bloodline. Ready to serve." The woman with the gavel brought it down with a thud. Alexander stared at the screen horrified. The true heir. They didn’t just want his company; they wanted Leo. His son, who was currently undergoing tests for a heart condition was now a pawn in a generations-old game.

“And now you know you’re the heir of the Ambroise family.” What did he just say? I’ll be living in this unknown place starting today? And the heir of the Ambroise family? I disagree. I can’t just leave my comfort zone just like that. You can’t just leave me this responsibility. “I don’t agree with this,” I argued with my father, but he didn’t care. “You have to listen to me this time,” my father calmly told me, which took me back. His eyes were begging as if there wasn’t tomorrow. “It’s for your protection. Please listen to my selfish request.”

My heart keeps on pounding so hard as if it will jump out of its ribcage. "God, will you stop it," I said with a growl. Damn! I know this man and his capabilities is I could think that I could go easy on Alejandro but to this man, I won’t. What if he will find out my secret? He is not joking, damn! I am facing my very own doomsday. Hiding the heir to the title is a big crime, and what if they will know? They will take away my child from me, and he or she will face the same faith as his father tied to that title and the word freedom prohibited.

Never wanting to look back, i made a step forward to his office door to make my leave but deep inside my heart and despite the decisions of my rational mind, I'm still hoping for him to call me and apologize and say he never meant those words, like it was all just a misunderstanding. But he didn't. It wasn't. Leaving his life means burying a little secret that ought to grow in my womb. Because little did he know, I'm carrying his heir... the billionaire's heir.