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The Lost Heir's Vendetta
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Aidan knocked up a stranger from a one-night stand who turned out to be Erica from the powerful Hartford family. One thing led to another, he became the poor son-in-law of the Hartford family. If Aidan's life was miserable before, it was nothing compared to what his in-laws put him through. He was bullied and made less of himself because he was a pauper and had no ties to a rich family whatsoever. Because the family no longer wanted to be associated with his poor ass, they framed him up, took his child away, and got him arrested. His world turned sour in a space of hours until a man showed up telling him of his true identity, and that he was Aidan Ackerman, the only heir to the Ackerman dynasty.
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“And show some respect!” He was stern.Casey scoffed and rolled her eyes at Erica as she drew a few steps back and yanked her hand from his grip. “Is this because of her? Because last time I checked, she was the enemy and married to the assaulter named Jeremy” She rolled her eyes as she spoke contemptuously about her.“You're crossing your boundary, Casey…” Aidan drawled.“Boundary you say? Isn't it the same you that kissed me a couple of weeks ago or was that just a ploy to get Eileen treated by me in secret” She scoffed and adjusted the tiny black cross-body bag she held.Eileen’s eyes popped wide open as she couldn't comprehend what she just heard. She leaned forward from the sofa and what Casey said annoyed the living daylight out of her.“Casey…” Aidan drawled her name slowly as he let go of Erica. “You're walking on thin ice”You aren't even ashamed of yourself, coming here, throwing yourself on a man that doesn't give a crap about you…Have some dignity” Eileen scolded her but
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“Erica?” She called again as she roamed her eyes throughout her body and on her disheveled black wet hair.“I'm sorry Sir, I didn't know you were in here, she just jumped into the elevator as I was coming up here,” Sadie said dejectedly.Aidan tilted his head to the side, scowling at Sadie. All his emotions and the blood rush had left his dick and went straight to his head. He clenched his jaw tightly as his temples throbbed while his breathing increased, like a bull ready to charge at a bullfighter.Eileen shifted her gaze back to Erica who looked like she wished for the ground to open up and swallow her whole. She had since folded her hands over her chest to hide her perky breasts and protruding nipples from being seen by her. She crossed her legs in a zigzag as if preventing the wetness she felt in between from slipping out and being seen by Eileen.In all sense, she was more embarrassed and ashamed that she saw her in this flushed state, especially with Aidan. But Eileen did some
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“I'm not a child Cole, you don't have to rush into saving me like some damsel in distress” Aidan scolded him as the paramedics were done making sure none of his bones were broken, and it was all just bruises and scrapes.“Sir, you might not be, but your father would kill us if anything were to happen to you” Cole replied, gently pulling the door of the black Hummer EV pick-up truck they pulled up in open.Aidan sighed heavily with just a band-aid placed on the deepest cut on his left index finger and he pouted as he stepped into the car. His security spent a couple of minutes with the police before they too came into the car with his purchases, placing them beside Malcolm who sat on the passenger seat while only Aidan was in the back. He protested to them and demanded the purchases be put in the back with him but they refused and just said it was for his safety. He watched as his Bugatti Chiron was being pulled away by the tolling company and felt nothing for it. He caught a glance o
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In a swift move, the mopping sticks and cleaning supplies were brought for Crystal. She took a glance at her father and the man’s head was bowed, unable to help or get her out of the ugly situation. Aidan stood by, his hands folded over his chest as Crystal shed real tears over the humiliation she cried was being wrath on her.She took the cleaning supplies and reluctantly started cleaning.“Does this mean that all is forgiven and my meeting with you is back on track?” Kelvin asked politely, but minding his words he wasn't ready to be in the same position as his daughter.Aidan gave him a bitter side look which caused him to recoil back. He turned to his staff and instructed that she be greatly monitored and treated the way she would treat others. For once, since Crystal stepped into the mall behaving like she owned the place, she cried real tears.“That will teach her a lesson” A woman who had witnessed the whole thing said out loud shooting Aidan a look of approval before she headed
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“And you chose ugly” Aidan’s voice was cold and hard as he walked closer to Crystal who was cowering at the back of her bodyguard.“Please kind Sir, I don't know how you were, I don't want ugly, please” She cupped her hands in a parking position and begged. They shook greatly alongside her legs. “Now I'm kind Sir” He taunted her. “Well, do you have 2 million dollars to pay for the bracelet you damaged?” “Daddy” She pointed her hand to her father. “He's rich, he can pay, he has money” She was quick to throw her father in the front. Anything to save her selfish self.“Well, Daddy? What are you waiting for? She said you have the means to reimburse us” The manager shifted her gaze to Kelvin Igor. Kelvin breathed heavily, his eyes fixed on Aidan hoping he would change his mind or maybe something lighter but his eyes were dark and gray and indifferent as he couldn't read out his emotions.“We don't have all day Sir,” Kelvin jerked as she shouted out for him to hear properly. He fiddled
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Aidan’s POV A couple of days passed since Craig gave Aidan a little information regarding Jeremy that churned the very depths of Aidan’s soul. He knew Jeremy was immoral but that kind of evil was something he never anticipated or even expected him to be, and the fact that his father keeps covering up his tracks was just the icing on the cake. Aidan was driving through the busy streets of the City, preparing for his father to come back finally to Emergande City after making sure everything was alright in Aelbank City and also throwing out those who would threaten Aidan’s very existence. He pulled up to Ack Mall to get some stuff that Erica would need because she didn't run away with many things on her when she left her husband. He beats himself every day but still ends up helping her.“Here Sir, everything you sent online has been sorted and put in place. Also, Sir, this is the bracelet you asked to be customized with the initials ‘You’re safe now’” The cashier smiled, full of joy,
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Mallory’s POV After she had been abducted and forced by Jeremy to give up Rachel’s location–not that she was forced anyway, she decided that there wasn't a need to go back to her mother’s estate, but rather go to her husband's house or their house.Mallory had avoided Ethan like a plague ever since he lost his group to Aidan and became a mere employee. And to make it worse, he won't let go of it because he believes Aidan would give him the group back if he performs well. Utter and total rubbish. She had since lost face with her friends and was banned from their clubs and weekly meetings because of the disgrace her husband brought on them or so she likes to call it. She arrived at her house around evening time, not expecting to even see Ethan as he was now a lapdog to Aidan.“Welcome Ms. Mallory,” The maid said as soon as she opened the door. The look on her face was a surprise as she hadn't graced the house in weeks, not to mention showing up looking like she was in a fight that she
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“What the hell man?” He yelled as the grip around his neck grew tighter.Aidan scoffed. “It looks like you’ll be going with the latter.” With his free hand, he pulled out his phone from his pocket and dialed 911 but before he could send it, he showed it to him to show he wasn't bluffing.“Why are you doing this man, I haven't seen you in such a long time. How did I do wrong by bringing you into my private space?” He blurted and the veins in his temples throbbed.Aidan chuckled bitterly while still holding onto him. “Jeremy has been known to be a shady person and knowing you… From days past, you're not a good human yourself” He raised his head and banged it on the table again. “What do you do, to warrant Jeremy coming into your sinister den for business?” Answer me!” Craig, seeing that Aidan wasn't joking or even pulling back, used all his might and pushed his hand out of his clothes neckline. He instantly jumped to the other side of the table and furrowed his face.“You're a crazy
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After he had dropped Eileen off, Aidan decided to get down at a bar and just let loose since the day was coming to an end and he had ignored all and sundry. He drove about until he stopped at the bar. He needed to unwind. He met a long line of people waiting to get into the bar and decided to wait along the line just like everyone else.All of a sudden, the line parted for him with everyone grinning from ear to ear, making a way for him inside the bar/club.He was bewildered. Why would they do that? Confusion laced his eyes as he had no idea what was going on. One of the security, followed by a casually dressed man, wearing just a white tee and pants, approached him, adoring a powerful smile that could make you do whatever he ordered.“Welcome Sir Aidan. Thank you for gracing our little club. This way, my boss wants to see you” The man stretched his hand into this open path that was created by the people. Aidan was stumped. His brows drew together in perplexity as he had no idea who
