Ruthless Heir Novels & Stories

Everything went to Cipher, and scraps for my mother to keep her quiet. I clenched my jaw until it ached. Anthonio’s will was a slap in the face, but this… this inheritance clause about an heir… that was the knife in the gut. Cipher couldn’t have that heir. Not while I am alive. Just like Emilia and her ridiculous pregnancy, i’d handled that. People might call me ruthless, but I see it as protecting what’s mine. I walked back into the party, my mind already ten steps ahead. The music was loud, laughter spilling over the rim of champagne glasses. Everyone looked so damn happy.

“A future for her and you’ll get a warm bed, steady food, access to good medical treatment. Maybe a little dignity in your final days. Or would you rather die knowing you dragged her down with you? It's your choice to make” “I thought you were just a cruel man” she whispered, “ But you're worse. You're pathetic, you're devilish!” Alessandro smiled again,” Thank you for the compliment. I learned something over the years” he said turning towards the door, “ that anything worth owning is worth waiting for. I hope you get the message”. She picked up the document and tore it. “ I'll never sell my granddaughter to you. We'll pay off your debts soon”. Alessandro chuckled, “I have about ten of that

His eyes, usually so expressive in private, were deliberately empty as he recited the traditional promises with mechanical precision. "I, Alexander, take you, Isabella, to be my lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part." Not a single muscle in his face betrayed emotion. His words were perfect, his delivery flawless, and entirely devoid of feeling. Each syllable struck Isabella like a physical blow. This was Alexander as the world knew him—The Executioner, cold and calculating, who viewed their marriage as nothing more than the final move in his years-long chess game against he

“The next time any of you feel shaken by outside noise, remember this day. Remember what leadership actually looks like. And understand this—my silence has always been mercy.” "But, I see some persons don't appreciate my silence, I see that they don't want mercy. Do not push me, for you'll live to regret it." Mr. Trent shrank into his chair, sweat dripping down the back of his neck. Adrian looked around once more. "We're done here.” He turned and walked out, leaving nothing but stunned silence and a shattered enemy plan in his wake. The ruthless billionaire was back—and this time, he wasn’t playing nice.

He stared at me for a while and then back to the stage, completely ignoring my question. “I want to the welcome you all to the charity event” the heiress spoke softly, the guards standing on alert on both sides. Her dress was rather luxurious, what am I to expect from the daughter and heiress of a multi-billionare company, a smirk formed on my face ‘Father made it so we’ll have an audience with her, I’m going to be the main daughter in-law and wife to Damien and with this deal, I’m going to make it all happen’ I thought to myself as the smile didn’t escape my lips.

I guess Javi doesn't like her very much. "That my dear friend, is the don's help." He told me with a serious expression on his face and I frowned at him. "I don't understand is she his maid?" I asked him and he laughed at me. "La hija del alfa? (The Alpha's daughter?)" Umberto asked me in disbelief and I looked at him in shock. "You're kidding," I told him in disbelief and he smiled at me. "Sí, she's his daughter and only heir," Umberto added and my eyes widened in shock. "I think it was a year after you left when her dad sent her to help out around the mansion." He informed me.

“To make that kind of girl fall in love with you, you’d have to buy her flowers, to pretend that you really care about her. You’d have to learn how to be a nice guy while plotting to break her. If you are successful, then I know you’re ready to take in my multi-trillion dollar enterprise. This empire was built on ruthlessness, not carelessness.” "You are utterly impossible dad,” I said to him, rolling my eyes over in disdain. "You will realize how serious I am, when I officially announce someone’s as my heir,” My father replied coldly as I watched him turn and leave, while being sure he was playing some cruel game on me. I wouldn’t put that past his twisted mind.

The king's reputation precedes him, for he is known to be a merciless ruler who spares not even those of high birth. The fallen vampire received a brutal blow to the face as the king mercilessly stomped on him. With each powerful thump, the creature's body began to resemble a freshly baked loaf of bread, while its once-rounded head now appeared strikingly flattened. As the deed was done, the king remained steadfast, his gaze unflinching. The task was easily achieved.

It could never be him, right? “Herald, he came back for that little girl. At first, I was terrified, he was the vicious Alpha everyone talked about. However, when he came to me and wrapped his hands around my waist, I knew he could never be brutal to that little girl that stole his heart.” She raised her head and looked at me with a dry smile.

There was criticism in mom's tone but I could feel the pain from there. What's wrong, really? I bent down and nodded. "I'm sorry, uncle." "No, hija, it's okay. I understand you and you only care so much about this family so you said those things. I understand, hija." I did not speak so that he could continue. "So, that's it. As my heritage announcements continue, I have different conditions before everybody can get their heirlooms." "What would be your condition on mine, dad?" Zack asked.