His Secret Son Novels & Stories

It meant he wanted me still, but he was afraid even after I offered to keep it a secret. My cousin had been waiting for me in the car, she was my ride and she knew about my crush on him, and I didn’t have to tell her what happened, she just knew. She was happy for me, so I didn’t understand why Father Liam was so horrified. It frustrated me. I couldn’t think properly, and what pissed me off even more was that I didn’t get to see his cock, I simply knew how it felt, and it was definitely the biggest I’d ever taken, I could still feel him inside me hours after.

“Tragic… he was just eleven. His name was—” “Aramis.” The name left my mouth before I even realized it. Mason froze. Our eyes locked. “You knew?” I shook my head slowly. “No… but she said it.” That night. Over and over. Aramis. My chest tightened painfully. My father…Or my uncle…One of them had a secret. An affair. A child. And that child…had been murdered. Taken too soon. Away from her….Away from us… I dragged a hand over my face, exhaling sharply.

A complete evidence of Dmitri's criminal empire, including information about his deepest secret: a son he's kept hidden for forty years. Your half-brother, Dmitri's firstborn, raised in secret and positioned in his American businesses. I don't know his current identity, but Catherine would recognize him if she saw him. He bears striking resemblance to me. Use this information carefully. Trust no one completely. Love always, your father Alexei. A hidden son. Dmitri had another child beyond Margaret, raised in secret, positioned in his

"Are you really … mine." The boy's eye narrowed. "My name is George Matteo, son of Gina. And now… son of Luca Morano." The revelation shook the household. Whispers spread among the city. A Morano heir, born of secrecy, surfacing in the midst of chaos. Some saw it as a sign of fate. Others, a dangerous distraction when Alessia's disappearance remained unsolved. But Luca, his heart warred with itself. He had been betrayed, broken, and haunted by blood and loss. Now, to find out he had a son hidden from him for fifteen years. It was almost too much to grasp.

"I'm not hiding from anyone. If Caleb Black wants to attend my keynote speech, let him. I have nothing to hide." That was a lie. I had Tom, hidden away safely with Angela at the penthouse, my greatest secret and my greatest vulnerability. But Caleb didn't know about him, didn't know his son existed and was three years old with his father's eyes and his mother's determination. And I planned to keep it that way for as long as possible.

Merrick tapped the photo, expanding it to fill the entire screen of the phone. The image displayed a young boy, perhaps four or five years old, playing in a bright, sunlit garden. The child wore a simple blue sweater. He had bright, unmistakable blonde hair. He had piercing green eyes. The facial features were so incredibly familiar that they stole the breath right out of Merrick's lungs. The boy looked exactly like Karla. Merrick stared at the photograph, his hands shaking violently. Pure, unadulterated shock paralyzed his muscles. Karla had a child. She had a secret son hidden away in upstate New York. She had been paying a caretaker for years, keeping the boy completely concealed from her

She looked at the name on the tag and read it. JOHNNY JAMESON. HEAD SECRETARY. So he's the one that took Wanda's position. Selena thought to herself. "May I help you miss?" Selena was startled by his voice. She looked at him but he wasn't looking at her, he was still busy with whatever he was typing. His voice was deep and had a strong Mexican accent _ one thicker than Ricardo's accent. The atmosphere was suddenly tense and Selena had no idea as to why.

Kaluna stammered, her eyes narrowed at Estefan who stared back at her with a lazy and cold expression mixed. At least, Kaluna thought it was Estefan. "What?" the boy replied defiantly. Kaluna fell silent with her mouth clamped shut, even his voice sounded exactly the same. "You ... er ... you're Rey, right?" pointed Kaluna, reflexively raising her finger and almost touching the handsome face in front of him. "Aunt Vivian's son?" "Don't point, be polite." The man swatted away Kaluna's finger.

Lizzy only had me in life, my duty was to make her happy, dry her tears, support her, understand her, and it was a challenge in which I would not allow myself to make a mistake. “Do you want me to tell you a secret?” I questioned softly. He immediately nodded frantically. "Tell me, dad, tell me” She asked anxiously. "Well, before I met your mother, let's say there was someone else, another...” “Women?” He said wrinkling his brow. I almost laughed; she didn't look like a four-year-old. She was so smart, quite smart actually. "Exactly, another woman, she and I had a son, so he is your brother" I explained simply.

Matthew said, leaving a kiss on her forehead, he went up. Kirsten sat on the couch and waited for Sherry to come in. Shortly, Sherry stepped into the mansion and strode towards Kirsten. With puffy eyes, Sherry looked at Kirsten. Wordlessly, Sherry hugged Kirsten and leaned her head on her shoulder and cried silently. “He told me everything Kirsten,” Sherry said sniffling, her tears running down her cheeks. Kirsten held Sherry’s hand in silence and let her speak. “He has a secret son which your… er …” Sherry trailed off and could not continue.