His Secret Son Novels & Stories

But deep down, something had already fractured. A second son. A secret heir. Broadcast live for the world to devour. My family just became front-page fodder. Again. And this time, I wasn’t sure I would recover from the headline.

Two Hours Later I was in my office, pacing back and forth, when my phone buzzed. My man had an update. “Boss,” he said. “You’re not gonna believe this.” I gripped the phone tighter. “Talk.” “There are no records of him anywhere. No birth certificate, no ID, nothing. It’s like he never existed.” My blood ran cold. “But,” he continued, “I found something. Something buried deep.” He hesitated. “Your father… he had another son.” My heart stopped. “What?” I breathed. “A secret child. One he never acknowledged.” My man exhaled. “Your twin, Theo.”

The silence stretched. Long. Painful. Then Frank finally broke. His face hollow. Defeated. Finished. For years he had hidden something. Protected something. Buried something. And now that secret was clawing its way back into the light. Frank looked at his son. Then at Mason. Then at the photographs. The hundreds of photographs collected over years. And for the first time... He stopped running. Every eye fixed on him. Waiting. Frank swallowed hard. Then spoke. Not to Mason.

"I don't have brothers, kid. I have competitors and I have enemies. Which one are you?" "I’m Leo Thorne," the boy said, his voice echoing through the ballroom. "And according to my mother’s marriage certificate and a very specific codicil in our father’s hidden will... I own forty percent of the land this building stands on. And fifty-one percent of the Thorne legacy you thought you buried." The crowd erupted in hushed, frantic whispers. The "Secret Baby" trope had been flipped. It wasn't Julian's child this time—it was his father’s hidden heir.

“You left me yesterday in my own blood. You didn’t even care that I was dying. So tell me—what’s the benefit of staying in this marriage?” “You’re taking things too seriously. Don’t twist what happened—” “Really? I’m twisting things?” My voice rose. “Wow. Julian, we lost a child. My child. Our child. And you don’t even look bothered.” “Keep your voice down.” His eyes darted toward the door. “Why? You don’t want them to know about your secret wife, huh?” “Aria.” His voice was a warning now. “We’ll talk about this when we get home.”

“And now you’re here because you want your son to become Adrian’s rightful heir instead of Stefan.” “No,” I whispered, horrified. “I don’t want Adrian to find out. I don’t want anyone to find out, which is why I’m here. I’m asking you to force my parents into silence. They know the truth and they’re eager to spread the news.” Rico regarded me, and some of the brutality slipped away. “You don’t want your son to become Underboss.” “Stefan is my son too.” Rico stared off to the side for a couple of heartbeats. I thought I saw something flash across his face, but it was gone in a second. “Keeping this kind of news a secret is difficult.”

He would even share his little secrets with her when no one else was around. At the time, I naively thought it was because Julia had grown up as an orphan herself, so she felt a deeper sense of compassion for Howard as they shared a similar background. I assumed their closeness came from that shared sense of kinship. It wasn't until we heard it over the car radio that we learned the truth. Julia was the mistress of real estate tycoon Alex Saggese, and Howard was their illegitimate son. By then, Tyler and I were already in a car that had been tampered with, and we ended up driving off a cliff and losing our lives.

The smile froze on Mia's face before she asked cautiously, "Did you two get into another fight? Tell me what happened. I'll straighten her out for you." Watching her pat her chest defensively for me made my eyes sting. I still couldn't wrap my head around the fact that Cynthia had secretly had a child with her ex-husband and kept it from me for five whole years. Right then, the ward door swung open. A little boy came bursting into the room. It took me only a second to recognize him as Theo. Sure enough, Cynthia walked in right behind him. "Granny! Mommy and I came to see you!" Mia's face instantly lit up. She pulled Theo into her arms, showering him with kisses. "My sweet boy, it's been so l

Shawn only let out a bitter smile before speaking. "Well, if that's the case then I'm sorry if you ever missed knowing more about me. Have you forgotten the years we've spent together?" he said that made her dumbfounded. "And unlike you, I still remember most things about you… even your secret that you don't want others to know, especially your father." The way the man showed a mischievous smile flashing through his lips sent her a shiver down her spine.

"Harley, I only came here to talk. Not to hurt you." "You have a funny way of showing it." She laughed humourlessly. "And to answer your question, why would you expect to see me at the funeral of a man who, as my father was supposed to be my greatest protector, yet somehow got that backwards and ended up becoming my worst nightmare?" "My son was not supposed to become what he did. Though he never was the same with you after your mother's secret was unearthed." Harley frowned. "Secret?... What secret?"