His Heartbroken Surrogate
For two years, Cara Stone and her husband, Henry, have struggled to have a baby. Desperate, she turns to artificial insemination, using Henry's sperm in the hopes of becoming a mother. The plan works and she becomes pregnant. On the day she's to break the news to Henry, she comes home and finds him in bed with someone else.
But the surprises don’t stop there. When Cara discovers that the fertility clinic she used had accidentally switched the sample, she learns that the child growing inside her isn’t Henry’s—it belongs to Wesley Morano, a notorious billionaire playboy and Mafia Don. Wesley, not ready to settle down, had secretly provided his genetic material, needing a surrogate to carry his heir.
Reeling from the shock, Cara’s life takes another unexpected turn when Wesley offers her a formal contract to keep the baby—and pay her handsomely for doing so. As their arrangement deepens, Cara is pulled into Wesley’s dangerous world, where every step she takes puts her unborn child at risk and her life on the line.
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Chapter: Chapter 160She was fire—and she knew I was the one already burning.Nico murmured something at her ear. She smiled, then laughed, tipping her head back. Her throat exposed. His hand too close to her spine.She flicked her gaze toward me—barely a glance. Then turned away.My jaw tightened.“Jesus,” Cooper mutte
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Chapter: Chapter 159WESLEY's POVI arrived fashionably late, as expected. A calculated move—enough to rattle Mona and remind the rest of them I only appeared when I damn well pleased. Cooper flanked me in silent formation, his eyes sweeping the grand marble entryway like a soldier entering enemy territory. Technically,
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Chapter: Chapter 158But it wasn’t until I felt the sudden presence at my side that I knew the temperature had dropped.Wesley.He didn’t say a word, but the silence around him roared. He was dressed in his usual sharp lines and shadowed intensity, but something about him now was coiled—tightly held fury barely hidden b
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Chapter: Chapter 157CARA's POVThe zipper hissed softly as I adjusted the back of my dress, smoothing the fabric over my hips. The satin clung like a second skin, emerald green and deliberate—just enough modesty to pass as elegant, just enough curve to command attention. I glanced at my reflection, tilting my chin slig
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Chapter: Chapter 156I stood, calm and controlled.“She’s neither.”Mona’s eyes gleamed as she closed the last of the space between us. She was close enough that I could see the scar near her collarbone—the one she kept visible on purpose.“She should be one or the other,” she whispered. “Soon. Because people are watchi
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Chapter: Chapter 155WESLEY's POVThe hum of the servers was the only sound that didn’t piss me off tonight.I leaned against the edge of the control desk, arms crossed, eyes fixed on the monitors. Grainy footage from every inch of the estate flickered across the wall—shadows passing through halls, staff rotations logge
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-07-27
Rough Play (An Erotic MLM Sports Romance)
This novel contains explicit sexual content and depictions of violence. Reader discretion is strongly advised.
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College rugby star Andre Williams only has one rule: win at any cost.
It is how he stays the golden boy, how he keeps the Bay Tigers on top, and how he keeps his life clean enough to survive the season.
Then Richard O’Reilly arrives.
No one seems to know where he has come from, only that he is too good, too calm, and too threatening to Andre, who until now has always been the one on top. Richard is not just talented at rugby, he is mysterious and hard to read. He keeps his past sealed up tight because he is hiding something that could blow his life apart.
Andre has built his whole life on control. The first time Richard appears, Andre realizes control is not as solid as he thought, and it could slip.
It starts as a cutthroat rivalry.
Then it turns into obsession.
And the obsession grows into a hunger neither of them can explain or control.
Rough Play is a slow-burn sports romance about two enemies, one brutal rivalry, and the kind of tension that does not stay on the field.
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Chapter: 30RICHARD'S POVMarcus appeared at the tent entrance with the energy of someone who had consumed one beer and was treating it as a down payment on several more."We're going to the oak," he said. He had his jacket on and a torch in his hand and the specific expression he wore when he had already decided something and was presenting it as an invitation out of courtesy. "Giant oak about five minutes into the trees. Few of the guys. Fire. Come.""I'll sleep," I said.He looked at me. "It's nine o'clock.""I'm tired.""Richard, come on""Marcus,I am serious. I am tired."He held the tent flap open for another second. Then he let it drop. "Oak. Five minutes into the trees, north side of the clearing. If you change your mind." He disappeared back into the dark and I heard his footsteps fade and then the distant sound of voices absorbing him back into the group.I lay on my back and looked at the canvas above me.The forest quiet was different from any quiet I knew. It had texture to it, a thi
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Chapter: 29ANDREThe bus pulled into the Wood Work site and my first thought was that it was beautiful in a way that had nothing to do with anyone on it.Just trees. Cold air coming through the open door before I had even stepped off. A clearing with two clusters of tents already arranged, the forest pressing in on three sides, the sky above the treeline going the specific gray of late afternoon in a place with no light pollution. I stepped off the bus and breathed it in and for approximately four seconds something in my chest went quiet.Then the Wolves' bus pulled in behind us.I watched them file off. Marcus first, arms wide, already talking at full volume like he was personally greeting the forest. A few others I recognized from the qualifying match. Then Richard.He stepped off the bus and looked up and found me immediately.Like he knew exactly where I was standing without having to look for it.I held it. The distance between us, maybe thirty feet of clearing, carried everything it was ca
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Chapter: 28Richard's POVSofia showed up at seven with two coffees and her hair still damp from the shower.She handed me one without asking how I took it because she already knew and leaned against the kitchen counter and looked at me while I drank it. She was in a jacket and jeans and she looked easy and warm and like she had nowhere else to be even though she did."You packed?" she said."Almost.""You have your rain gear?""It's the woods, not a monsoon.""It's a national forest in late season." She raised an eyebrow. "Pack the rain gear, Richard."I went and got the rain gear.She was still in the kitchen when I came back out, both hands around her coffee, watching me move around the apartment with the specific attention she had when she was deciding whether to say something."What," I said."Nothing." She set her coffee down and crossed the room and straightened my collar with both hands, smoothing it flat, her eyes on the fabric rather than my face. A small gesture. Quiet and deliberate a
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Chapter: 27Andre's POV The celebration ran until past ten. Tanner had found somewhere that would take a group of fourteen rugby players on a Wednesday night and we had taken over the back section and stayed there for hours. The win settled into the group slowly the way good results did, not loud all at once but building through the evening, getting warmer and looser as the night went on. I stayed longer than I planned to. I needed it. The whole team needed it. I got home just before eleven. The lights in the living room were off. Rose’s door was closed and the thin strip of light underneath it was gone, which meant she was already asleep or had her lamp on the low setting she used when she was reading. I knocked once, soft. “I’m fine,” she said from inside. Flat and immediate. “You eat?” A pause. “Lexie got Thai.” “Good.” “Andre.” “Yeah.” “You won. Go to bed.” I almost smiled. I went to my room and dropped my bag and sat on the edge of the bed for a moment in the quiet of the apartme
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Chapter: 26Richard's POVThe whistle came from somewhere far away.The crowd noise returned in pieces, like a radio finding its signal. My teammates were moving around me, some celebrating the performance, some already heading toward the touchline, and I was standing in the middle of the pitch with the result sitting in my chest and my legs still going and the game already over.The commentator's voice bled through the stadium speakers.Both programs heading to Wood Work. The rivalry between O'Reilly and Williams more heated than ever. One point separating them today.One point.I stood there and let it wash over me and did not move.Marcus got to me first."Hey." He grabbed my shoulder and turned me toward him. "Look at me. One point. You hear me? One point.""I hear you," I said."That's nothing. That's a rounding error. We played well today, Richard. The whole team played well.""I know.""Do you?" He looked at me hard. "Because you're standing here like someone died."I said nothing."We're
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Chapter: 25Andre's POVTWO DAYS LATERRose was already in the corridor when I came out of the changing room.She was standing beside Lexie with her coat on and her earplugs in her hand, ready, like she had been here longer than either of us and was simply waiting for the rest of the situation to catch up.I stopped. "You need anything? Water, food, somewhere to sit before—""No," she said."Rose. The bleachers are going to be loud today. This is a qualifying match, the crowd is going to be—""I have earplugs," she said. She held them up, the same way she had held them up the first time, like the gesture explained everything and further conversation was unnecessary."Is Richard playing today?" she said.I looked at her. "Yes. He's on the Wolves roster.""Good." She nodded once. "I want to thank him.""Rose, this is a qualifying match. You're not going to be able to get near the pitch before or after—""I want to thank him," she said again. Same tone. Same finality.I looked at Lexie.Lexie looked
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