Wed To The Unknown Heir Novels & Stories

I struggled to break free from Denise as I said with a cold expression, “From the day that you eloped, the marquis has already removed your name from the family tree. You no longer have anything to do with this family.” Denise chuckled. “Our grandfather only did that out of anger. William is the only heir of his title. How would he actually remove William from the family tree?” William also looked smug. “I’ll be the only person who’ll inherit the marquis title.” I placed a hand over my belly and said coldly, “From now on, you’re no longer the only heir. My child is also an heir of the marquis.” Initially, I thought that I had made myself very clear.

“Please. I need to know she’ll be okay.” After a moment, they nodded, and I climbed into the back, sitting quietly in the corner. As the ambulance sped toward the hospital, I kept my eyes on her. There was something about her—a deep sadness, a kind of pain that went beyond the bruises. It stirred something in me, something I couldn’t ignore. I didn’t know her name or her story, but I knew one thing: I couldn’t just leave her. Eugene’s POV

She stood up and the three supported her on the sofa. Lia lifted the hem of her dress. She was wearing cycling shorts so she lifted her dress up to her stomach. "Honeyss, meet My Ex-Husband's Heir." Lia introduced her unborn baby to her best friends. "Oh, so cute..." the three said at the same time when they saw Lia's bulging stomach. Together, they caressed her belly very sweetly. And then they introduce each other to Lia's baby. *** Lia's taste immediately got worse when she saw Ethan in the parking area of the Malditah Building.

“If this Inheritance Clause traces to both families, Blackwood through Victor’s funding and Hartman through Margaret’s mergers…then everything we built sits on their unfinished war.” “Which means the Alliance was doomed from its foundation,” I said quietly. Evelyn - Executive Floor By afternoon, the sky over London carried the flat tone of gathering rain again…the colour of consequence. Luca handed me the printed summary Damien compiled, each page heavier than paper should feel. His wound still forced him to favour one side, yet he stood as firm as ever. “I hope you’re sitting down before reading that,” he said. “I learned to read bad news standing,” I replied. “It keeps me from collapsing.”

Nathaniel answered. "Okay, I'll do just that." His mom responded. Few seconds later his father's voice came up. "Hello Nathan, what is it?" "Dad. I have something important I need to tell you." Nathaniel sounded urgent. "What is it? Hope there is no problem with my company?" His father asked. "No, I want to take a leave. I.. I have something important to do back in Washington. You know Isabella Asher Queen right? The current heir of Queens empire?" Nathaniel asked.

My grandfather asks, looking at me confused. "I'm fine". Answering softly, faking a smile. "Vitor, it's a pleasure to see you again". David speaks greeting my grandfather. "The pleasure is all mine". My grandfather reciprocates. "This is my youngest son, George Conner". Speaks, pointing to the one I thought was my fiancé, making me look surprised. -This is my heir, Thomas Conner. -Speaks pointing to the man I spent the night with. "It's an honor to finally meet you, Mr. Montanari". He greets my grandfather with a friendly smile.

"My lady? Who was it? You look like you've seen a ghost." "Worse," I muttered, sinking into a chair. "A brother. Elias. Claims he's the hidden heir from the ledger." Her eyes widened, and she crossed herself quickly. "Lord preserve us. If that's true, the will... everything changes." The will. Father's last testament, the one that had named me sole heir provided I upheld the family traditions—marry into an approved alliance by my twenty-fifth birthday, bind the bloodline against the curse. But with a hidden heir surfacing, and Ma Felicia already scheming to insert Serena as the rightful claimant... it was a powder keg. I glanced at my phone—more messages pouring in from the suitors, from Nic

Seraphina Vaughn, not Cole, not his wife, not the woman who ironed his shirts and endured his mother's voice and carried a loss alone in a white hospital room at 3 am. Seraphina Vaughn. That's my real name now. So book the best stylist in the city," I said. "I want a dress that makes every person in that room forget every other woman who walks through the door. Remi smiled slowly."And Damian," he said. I set the invitation down, picked up my pen and opened the next file on my desk."Damian Cole is going to walk into that gala thinking he is there for a business opportunity," I said. "he is going to sit at his table near the back, he is going to watch me walk into that room, and he is going to

I plan on bringing the child to the castle frequently, just like how I came to the castle all the time when I was a child. Brandon kisses her cheek. “I’m sorry, honey. I’ve been trying to hold off on this topic for as long as I can. I don’t even want to think about it, but at some point, we would have to do exactly what my parents have done with Dee. For the previous generation, Uncle Charles is the hidden heir.” Katherine’s eyes snap over to my uncle. This shouldn’t be a surprise, based on what she already knows about me, but clearly this isn’t something that she even considered.

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.