The one who was never hers

The Convict Heiress: Marrying The Billionaire

Rollins Laman

The heavy thud of the release stamp was the only goodbye I got from the warden after five years in federal prison. I stepped out into the blinding sun, expecting the same flash of paparazzi bulbs that had seen me dragged away in handcuffs, but there was only a single black limousine idling on the shoulder of the road. Inside sat my mother and sister, clutching champagne and looking at my frayed coat with pure disgust. They didn't offer a welcome home; instead, they tossed a thick legal document onto the table and told me I was dead to the city. "Gavin and I are getting engaged," my sister Mia sneered, flicking a credit card at me like I was a stray dog. "He doesn't need a convict ex-fiancée hanging around." Even after I saved their lives from an armed kidnapping attempt by ramming the attackers off the road, they rewarded me by leaving me stranded in the dirt. When I finally ran into Gavin, the man who had framed me, he pinned me against a wall and threatened to send me back to a cell if I ever dared to show my face at their wedding. They had stolen my biotech research, ruined my name, and let me rot for half a decade while they lived off my brilliance. They thought they had broken me, leaving me with nothing but an expired chapstick and a few old photos in a plastic bag. What they didn't know was that I had spent those five years becoming "Dr. X," a shadow consultant with five hundred million dollars in crypto and a secret that would bring the city to its knees. I wasn't just a victim anymore; I was a weapon, and I was pregnant with the heir they thought they had erased. I walked into the Melton estate and made an offer to the most powerful man in New York. "I'll save your grandfather's life," I told Horatio Melton, staring him down. "But the price is your last name. I'm taking back what's mine, and I'm starting with the man who thinks he's marrying my sister."

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ALIRA'S POV

I gazed at the results in my hands over and over again in confusion.

My hands shook violently as I read through every line carefully to make sure I wasn't reading any part wrong.

"Wh..wh..what's the mea...meaning of this doctor?? I..I.. don't...understand." I said as I stuttered.

"I am so sorry Mrs Alira but your chances of carrying a child of your own are very slim and nearly impossible....but there are other options to look at..we have surrogacy, adoptions and..."

"No!!!!! No..no..no..no..this can't be, doctor...this test is wrong!! I am sure it is...I felt something move inside of my stomach...I know I am pregnant."

"It could be gas or stress because sometimes stress can manifest physically including having abdominal sensations." The doctor said as tears welled up in my eyes.

"But why?? Why can't I ever conceive??? Why!!!!"

"Try to be calm Mrs Alira while I explain the reasons for you...remember the time you got pregnant and took some pills you mistook for vitamins that we later found out they weren't actually vitamins, the pills caused a major damage in your womb...after conducting further tests, we determined that the damage to your uterus is extensive, making it unlikely for you to carry a pregnancy to term....the scarring from the miscarriage you had have compromised the uterine lining and structure, increasing the risk of complications during pregnancy, such as miscarriage or even uterine rupture....Unfortunately, in your case, the damage is irreparable, and we cannot guarantee a safe and successful pregnancy."

At that moment, my brain wasn't processing whatever the doctor was explaining to me anymore.

I suddenly started reminiscing when I found out I was pregnant after two whole years of trying for a child.

The happiness I felt when I rushed home to my husband to break the good news to him and the look of disappointment on his face when he said to me,

"We can't have children right now Alira, try to understand...my career is just starting to blossom...I don't want kids getting in the way of that."

The career my husband was talking about was the same career I helped him build, the same career I sacrificed my inheritance for, the same career I had sleepless nights for...it was the same career my husband said he didn't want our kids getting in the way of.

"What are you saying to me Alec?? You know I've been trying so hard to get pregnant for the past two years and this is the excitement I get from you??" I asked in disbelief.

"No my love...it's not that I am not happy about this...I really am but try to understand...I am not ready to be a Father."

"What exactly are you trying to say Alec?? I should get rid of my pregnancy?? Because if you aren't ready to be a Father, I am ready to be a Mother." I bit out in anger.

"You don't understand where I am coming from Alira and that's the problem I always have with you!! You don't try to understand me!!" Alec yelled as he ran his hand through his hair repeatedly.

"Try to understand what exactly Alec!!! Okay, let's start with this career of yours...who helped you in building it to this extent??" I asked.

"Here we go again." He said as he rolled his eyes.

"No, I want answers...I helped you!! I sacrificed a lot for you but you can't do this for me?? For us?? This is our baby for heaven's sake Alec!!! I didn't get myself pregnant!!!"

"But you wanted to get pregnant!! Did you ever deem it fit to ask me what I wanted??" Alec asked as I scoffed in disbelief.

"I should have asked you, my husband if you wanted to have kids??? After two years of marriage?? Is this making any sense to you Alec because it isn't to me!!"

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