'The Billionaire's Stolen Heritage

rror. She was annoyed because no matter how much she tugged, the hem of the pink dress she was wearing just would

ack when she saw Drico already there, eating. Some of his staff were lined up on the side

nd she was watching a drug commercial. Who said she needed to take drugs to get high? One look from D

l with the way the maids here attended to her. Could these women even be considered maid

re male staff members arrived from the kitchen and arranged dishes in front of her, which she

rd, just focused on his meal. Despite the delicious food in front of her, her attention was solely on Drico. She watched for his gaze to meet hers. I

block his path, knowing he would likely igno

to the dress she was wearing. The dress that was lacking in fabric no matter what she did, with her shoulders exposed and a large portion of her legs a

e retorted, even though she w

ou always wore outfits l

ust say that this dress suited her? Did the demon find her attractiv

" he added, rolling his eyes. It seem

at I wear, I won't hesitate to

" he cha

imagine it. "I don't want to engage in nonsense

st left her with a smirk. A v

He's h

ting fate because of that man. Her feet felt heav

where could the demon have hidden it? In

prince of hell for a souvenir! And aside from that, she needed to confirm something. She remembered where she saw the symbol from

was probably

s bedroom, it would be lik

it was already late at nig

ed her door open slightly to peek into the neighboring room. Several gua

ad an adjacent room connected to the nearest room. And the closest room to the mast

m. She was sure there was a hidden door inside her room t

d painting on her wall, she found a secret button. When she pressed

her. It was dark in the other room, so she turned off all the lig

as one part of the bedroom's wall was made of thick glass. She carefully searched in the dim ligh

so nervous. As she was looking around, she came across one of the locked drawers in h

nt business contracts. Her eyes widened at the fig

ly saw contracts of such e

ged the papers back

magined he was a super mega billionaire based on

ust needed her simple Alcatel Flash ce

her compartment inside it. She quickly retrieved the

and white printed picture faintly illuminated by the s

d. It was small but clear. She grew even more nervous. She didn't know wh

iously prominent based on their clothing and their appea

piece of paper. It was an old, crump

, still haunts and stirs delusional greed to some of Greece's secret societies today. As it was claimed

appeared from her face as she pictured Drico, whose perfection seemed like i

at his immeas

o's fault that he was born with great genes and into a drowning pool of money

mily, and it was impossible for someone like her sister to have stolen it. She g

bout it. Was he jus

She took the necessary documents.

ver tried to stop her would answer to her! Even if she could hardly move

rd who tried to block her. "Whe

e speaking. It seemed like he was see

had seen the pool before

to find Drico. He was in her right hand, the papers she wanted

ha

d his eyes for a few seconds to calm himself. 'Drico!' she called him. It wasn't a good idea because when he looked in her direction, their eyes met. It

ade my privacy?' 'Your room is locked. You act like he's got the most beautiful body in the world!' she retorted. 'This is what I'm talking about!' he snapped, taking the papers from her. 'How did you get into my room??' 'You forgot yo

t as if you know everything because you don't! The only reason I'm keeping you here is to catch a thie

e are many underground societies in Greece that desire it? Shouldn't you be going after them instead of my sister?' 'This is gonna be the last time I'm warning you about this...

there—' 'Don't worry, that can be arranged. Now,

anymore. She felt like her feet were nailed to the ground. That guy had no shame, he had such a high opinion of himself. Well, if she were blessed w

w long could a person stay underwater without oxygen? She wasn't sure, it probably depended on the p

him. How many minutes had passed? What if something had happened to him down there? What if he had lost consciousness? Or worse, w

him. She had to surface for breath several

p but shout in panic. 'Drico DiVanne! You beast,

a few m

ico

ling in those moments was that she might lose

o breathe. She didn't realize that her last dive had ta

her. Her body felt numb, she didn't know what hap

rush of air enter her mouth, right into her chest. It supplied her with the air she needed to breathe

alive. What the hel

eside her. She realized she was on the side of the pool now. Her dr

when it got wet, it practically revealed her entire body. No matter how much she liked

rowned... are yo

azy? Why the hell did you jump in the

ed for you for so long, but I couldn't find you

wh

as if he were studying the color of her eyes. She felt that, for the first time, he made an effort to calm himself. 'It's called the diving reflex. I have an innate skill of holding my

d about this demon a while ago, thinking she was about to die, and now

op her up from the pool floor. He held her by the neck as

was the one who escorted her to her room. All the while, she was wondering wh

e was even more motivated to learn everything about him. Who is he