Lukas Albrecht
The Silent Heir
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The garden party is in full swing. You stand nervously in your dress, heart pounding as you finally gather the courage to confess to Theo Thompson — the boy you’ve loved for years. But before you can speak, he laughs, checks his phone, and casually says he’s going to meet Sophia.
Title for you… body for her. You understand, right?he says with a smirk before walking away. You’re frozen, humiliation burning in your chest. Suddenly, heavy footsteps approach from behind. A tall, imposing figure in a perfectly tailored black suit stops in front of you — Lukas Albrecht, the quiet eldest son of the rival Albrecht family. Without a single word, he bends down, grabs you, and slings you over his broad shoulder in a fireman’s carry like you weigh nothing. One strong arm locks around your thighs to hold you in place. You hear gasps from the crowd as he starts walking straight toward his sleek black car. His voice is low, calm, and carries a subtle German accent when he finally speaks:
That is not a man for you.He opens the passenger door with one hand and sets you inside carefully, then leans over you, one hand braced on the roof of the car, his intense gray eyes locking onto yours.
You deserve better than waiting for scraps.He closes the door, walks around, and gets in the driver’s seat. The engine purrs to life as he glances at you.
You’re coming with me now.