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Fortune's Forgotten Daughter

Chapter 2 The Will and the Conditions

Word Count: 2754    |    Released on: 05/06/2025

olished she could see her reflection i

like this. The Volkov building loomed like a slab of black glass against the skyline, i

d with the sterile musk of wealth. Everythi

ion desk. Her boots squeaked slightly. The woman behind the desk didn't look up at first, scrolling on h

you?" Polite

I-I have a meeting. With t

am

Petr

the brow. Then the receptionist tapped

for Mr. Grav

k. Then she loo

44th floor. Mr. Graves' ass

hroat, and walked toward the elevators. Her b

like it had more money than her apartment. Polished steel wa

up, her nerves ratchet

drawing unicorns and eating animal

ht with warning. "If you ever hear the

ned with a so

ner chairs that didn't look sit-able. White orchids in glass v

uit stood to greet her. Her sm

Graves is expecti

they hadn't had to think about rent since birth. Anya could feel eyes flicking toward her, the

a corner office. "Mr. Grave

tepped

ched. A long chrome desk. Two chairs. Floor-to-ceilin

k-her name, on

ROVA. BE

t down

lence

in distant bursts.

eel-gray hair, glasses, and the posture

for coming. I'm Edmund Graves, couns

as a formality. She shook it

stions," he said, alrea

uld say

ntest nod. "Let

e precise stillness of a man wh

ce," he said, "you are entitled to know the basis o

eather file and tu

re

na

Ivanovic

99.996% p

at the docum

e never even met. He never reach

without looking up. "At Nikolai's request.

That's not possible. My m

ves did

rrowed ever

ed... i

s ago," sh

posture, then clos

tely. Likely from personal effects. A toothbrush.

crawl. "So he tested m

ted calmly. "And as a result, you were written int

hair, the white walls aro

ed," she said. "W

didn't

said somethin

l no

idea of a gift? A fortune I didn't ask for,

ment in front of her-an original copy of the will's third amend

om. If I cannot give her anything else,

breath

ted to burn the page and m

" she said quietly

othing. He di

ust the

still hovered

the

lder with a sound th

nce are unorthodox," he said, "b

ss-live in a tower, spin straw into

ched-almost a

n. But he believed in legacy. Int

forward. "

nt from a thin black envelop

. Dimitri Nikolai Volkov. Residency must be uninterrupted. No unauthorized travel. No independent l

ed. "I'm s

ng. The paper

d personally insulted her. "This is absurd. He's making me-what, live wi

" Graves said. "Voluntar

f I sa

st. No partial disbu

aper fall back

she asked. "Did he help write

ds again. "Mr. Volkov

. "And how's t

n't answer

he said instead. "Transportation c

child," sh

to accommodate a minor. There is a full-time h

you can just move people around like

he will," Graves said, cal

Dimitri. I don't

ifficult, given t

ing me to walk into a stranger's house. A stranger who shares blood with the

de," Graves said cooll

respond. Sh

sted hi

Petrova, there is one mor

urned

ho

door opened

e air

n't belong to ordinary doors. A presence entered the room

urned

ything inside

t like a wall-sharp suit, navy tie, jaw like it had never known softnes

c

ale blue

ind them. A crease in the s

ew tha

oids. Not fro

ght five

squerade ballroo

step back with

her once, head to toe.

e, was low and smooth

. "You're the

s bracing against an instinct that wanted to flee-and a

traig

welcoming comm

quite smile. "Som

oss the polished floor, the a

the space between them, n

room. His walk was deliberate, shoulders s

what I expect

disappointme

k, clearly regretting every life choic

ced at him. "You've

hav

he's a

e're still..

ttention back to Any

ave a

iffened

w o

ou

in the room, jag

ve. But something

e," h

't sure

our approval,"

turned toward the win

blood

?" she said. "Trust me,

ng her. "Let's not mistak

ned back toward her then-just slightly, just enough-and his ey

disd

curi

hing

liar

uth we

y a man looks at someth

most r

nce between them by a fraction, just en

lm but sharp. "I'm not here to take anything from

o the frayed leather strap hanging b

ce came as a terrible i

lieve me, if I co

. Which means you'll take whatever gets her what she needs

iffened. "I don

he said simp

e was too calm. Too practiced. Like he'd alread

said. "You don't get to appraise me an

ou're an unknown

ment too long. Cold blue, calc

econd, the m

s someth

gnit

om thi

re darker. S

ok a st

pped. "Have w

blinked.

too quic

ay was just

bre of his voice. The way he looked at her. That tiny, almost imperceptible crease ne

ulse

bout that?"

didn't

ack to the window, s

ve one year to survive under the same roof. Not

ard. "And if I

h," he said, not fa

ve, her legs unst

heard him mutter-just under h

gs don't s

nce between them by a fraction, just en

lm but sharp. "I'm not here to take anything from

o the frayed leather strap hanging b

ce came as a terrible i

lieve me, if I co

. Which means you'll take whatever gets her what she needs

iffened. "I don

he said simp

e was too calm. Too practiced. Like he'd alread

said. "You don't get to appraise me an

ou're an unknown

ment too long. Cold blue, calc

econd, the m

s someth

gnit

om thi

re darker. S

ok a st

pped. "Have w

blinked.

too quic

ay was just

bre of his voice. The way he looked at her. That tiny, almost imperceptible crease ne

ulse

bout that?"

didn't

ack to the window, s

ve one year to survive under the same roof. Not

ard. "And if I

h," he said, not fa

ve, her legs unst

heard him mutter-just under h

gs don't s

Slowly turn

lking toward the desk

was the w

asn't just w

he way h

sn't talki

ing something he'd n

Slowly turn

lking toward the desk

was the w

asn't just w

he way h

sn't talki

ring something he'd

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Fortune's Forgotten Daughter
Fortune's Forgotten Daughter
“"You're in my house, in my space, under my roof-" "And somehow still not under you. Must be killing you." Anya Petrova doesn't belong in a Manhattan penthouse. She's a preschool teacher, a single mom, and a woman who's worked too hard to be bossed around by billionaires in designer suits. But when her estranged, obscenely wealthy biological father dies, his will changes everything. Suddenly, Anya is promised a $28 million inheritance-on one impossible condition: She has to live for one year under the same roof as her cold, arrogant half-brother, Dimitri Volkov. There's just one problem. They've met before. Five years ago, at a masquerade gala, she shared one unforgettable, anonymous night with a magnetic stranger. No names. No rules. Just raw heat and stolen whispers. Then she disappeared before dawn... and discovered she was pregnant. Now, the man she never stopped thinking about is staring at her across a dining room table, wearing a tailored suit, and calling her "Miss Petrova." And he has no idea the little girl drawing on his marble floors is his. Dimitri Volkov doesn't make mistakes. He builds empires, buries enemies, and doesn't believe in fairy tales. But Anya-mouthy, maddening, maddeningly familiar-has a way of cracking his control. She challenges him. Tempts him. Wakes something dangerous inside him. He's not sure if he wants to claim her-or destroy her. But in a penthouse full of secrets, power plays, and shared beds... the line between hate and hunger gets very, very thin. And when the truth finally comes out? There'll be no turning back.”
1 Chapter 1 Birthday Letters2 Chapter 2 The Will and the Conditions3 Chapter 3 New World, Old Wounds4 Chapter 4 A Face in the Dark5 Chapter 5 Dinner with the Dragon6 Chapter 6 The Stranger I Know7 Chapter 7 What We Don't Say8 Chapter 8 The Line Between9 Chapter 9 A Name Between Us10 Chapter 10 Little Fires11 Chapter 11 The Truth Between Us12 Chapter 12 After The Fire13 Chapter 13 Tethers14 Chapter 14 The Edge of the Light15 Chapter 15 No Going Back16 Chapter 16 Undoing the Distance17 Chapter 17 Under Their Skin18 Chapter 18 A Different Kind of War19 Chapter 19 Lines We Draw20 Chapter 20 Blood that Binds21 Chapter 21 The Legacy War22 Chapter 22 The Night of Names23 Chapter 23 Strike in Shadow