The Revenge of the Disguise Heir

CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED AND TWENTY-THREE

He groaned heavily. It was the fifth time he had circled right at that one spot and still, he could feel that bit of heaviness that was drifting around the room. He had been working out and trying to push the thought out of his head and at this moment, all he could sense was the silence.

He dropped like a rag to the grass and panted heavily.

All the thought that filled his mind was focused on just seeing her, too bad that offer had been turned down by the order forcing him to be rather provoked by all that was happening.

After what seemed like a while, he stood up from where he had been and made his way to the room— he was burning up, he had been running through all the thoughts in his heart so much that he could sense that Unease that floated through the room.

His heartbeat echoed as he reached inside the room where he had gone for a glass of water.

To make the whole situation worse it wasn’t that beautiful of a day. It was hotter than any of the days that month, for some reason he