Revenge of the Secret Heir

Tricked

Sweat dripped from his exertion of energy. Every punch that Simon made shook his entire body. He was almost out of breath, but he had no plans on stopping.

It was almost midnight, and here he was alone in the gym, punching his ass on the bag.

Sleep has a good way of eluding him for days now. It’s been days since the auction, and it’s still getting on his nerves. He can’t push the scene away from his memory.

Federico doesn’t just look contented, he looks like a man who has been blessed all his life. His face was sparkling, his smile told him that he's very satisfied with his current state.

There was no trace of grief from his father and his death.

Did he plan all of this? If so, he’s the traitor in the family. They had been feeding a snake for years.

“Fuck!” He threw in his strongest punch as he heaved for air.

He slumped on the floor, he’s catching his breath.

His mind has been chaotic these past days, thanks to Victoria, who brought him to that auction to witness who Federico