An Heir For The Multi Billionaire CEO

“Mrs. Parker, A hope to a new start!” A man in his fifty raises the glass wine cup and drinks it in a go.

“Wish us the best cooperation!” Parker Alexa smiled as she also gulps her drink down.

Alexa POV

As soon as I gulped the drink down, my head starts to ache. My vision became blurry and I felt this pain and itchiness to get laid.

“You spiked my drink?” Alexa's eyes shot a powerful glare at the man. Her teeth's gritted in anger.

Many waves were going on beneath her legs. Her hands became weak and the glass she held fell and broke with a loud sound.

Her whole eyes were all blurry, she was losing consciousness. Her white lacy gown had been tainted with red wine.

Her hormones were acting against her. She was in no control of her body, The furry feeling grew stronger.

“You will pay for this!” Alexa tried to stand up but stumbled to the ground. Her legs wobbled, her head throbbed with so much pain.

“Me? Are you sure about that? Right now, You are weak and drugged but if you beg me, I might as well have pity on you and get you out of here!” The man laughed out loud in ridicule.

That man there was supposed my uncle yet he drugged me to sleep with me?

Since I was born, I had this unimaginable beauty that even heaven and earth could not explain.

My hair was curly brown, my eyes were brown and my skin color was like a shining pearl.

I was the perfect example of a Cinderella but too bad I had no prince to save me tonight.

My body burned up in lust. My pink lips shattered and looking all glooming skin also turned pale yellow.

I did not know how long I could resist the drug. I needed to act fast and quickly.

“You will not get away with this. My father will haunt you! You wretch bastard!” I cursed him. The only thing I could do was to yell, curse him and resist the strong urge.

“Father?! You are a perfect example of a falling princess. You thought you had it all, Your modeling career went so smoothly, you were rich but no more!” Parker Andrew mocks his niece on the ground.

Her condition grew worse. Her brown hair turned black. Her voice became so hoarse.

What a tragedy she has to be disposed of now!

“What do you want from me?” I gave up. One thing I knew about my uncle was that he was in no way going to give up at all.

His heart was hardened like steel. He had no emotion for the dead and the living.

Once he plots, it is no need to disagree with him. I had to negotiate wisely.

“I want your identity. Everything about you! Your career, your riches, and did also mention everything?!” Andrew grins evilly.

I could not do anything but watch him take what I worked for. Besides, I was in no condition to save myself talking of my earned living.

“My identity? You are crazy! My father should have killed you when you killed my mother!” I yelled with force and coughed out saliva on my palm.

Three years ago, my mother was alive not until she died because of HIM. That devil called my uncle!

If heavens could hear my prayers, I'd wish for him to be struck dead by lightning!

“Your mother Is a used product. Once used, you have to dispose of If it right? Let us say a condom. Once opened and used, it has to be thrown away. That is your mother!” He bent down to my eye level and grabbed my chin harshly.

I could not show any pain although, it hurt like hell. I kept it in my heart and endured it.

“I guess the woman you defend, you do not know anything about her, do you?” He asked mysteriously. His face focused on my lips.

He wanted to see at least a reaction or confusion but he got nothing from me.

My face hid the emotion tightly. My mind ran over the question millions of times yet could not process what he meant.

Being a model, facing slutty bitches who want you down and annoying reporters that frame me up taught me how to hide them well.

“You can kill me but don't badmouth my mother!” I clenched my fist harder.

He knew that I was angry and smirked more. He loved to see when people give in to him.

“Why would I kill my blood?” He made no sense to me.

He hid so many meanings in those words. Was he saying that he was my father?

“Who are you exactly to me?!” Alexa aggressively shouts back. She was at the brink of exploding in anger and he was just busy fueling It with more petrol.

“I always assumed you were smarter than an asshole but now, I know you are not!” He spat out and used his fingers to trace my face.

His dirty fingers reached to my cleavage and stopped.

“I am your father! Your creator! Your mother lied to you all these years. She is the reason why you turned out like this. Blame her! Go ahead, I will not stop you ” He took hold of my mother's necklace and cut it right from my neck.

The force he dragged out cut my skin. I flinched from the pain.

The most important thing was finding the real truth. Could it be that this monster is my real father?

That bastard can't be my father!

“Impossible! Let go off me!” I yelled and held my head. This information was too much.

I could feel my heart breaking into pieces. Why can't I have a simple life?