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2025-05-07 00:40:50Hello, dear readers. Thank you so much for your support and the comments so far. ✨
It really warms my heart to know someone is unlocking and reading these chapters. Thank you so much, Hun. 💓 I really really really do appreciate it all 🥹🩷 As you can see, this book here is my third ongoing book, and I have two completed books and two other ongoing books. Can you please check them out and add any of your choice to your library for reading while waiting for this book update? I would most especially love it if you can add *Accidental Surrogate For The Ruthless Billionaire* to your library. It really need some support and reads. I am very sure you'd love it, so please, do let me know if you're going to do fulfill my little request so I can give out a free advance reading of Morgana and Xavier story TODAY! Thank you so much and keep looking out for update! *Accidental Surrogate For The Ruthless Billionaire* Blurb: Eloise Laurent thought she had it all—a loving husband, a beautiful home, and the promise of a bright future. But her perfect life shattered in a single night when she discovered her husband, Damian, was about to take another wife. Humiliated, heartbroken, and cast out with nothing, Eloise’s world crumbled. Yet, just as she hit rock bottom, an even more shocking revelation emerged—the child growing inside her wasn't Damian’s. Due to a hospital mix-up, she was carrying the heir of Dante Romano, a ruthless billionaire known for his cold heart and iron will. What would be Eloise next move? Would she give in and live under the same roof as the Dante or would she flee from him with his child forming in her womb? What happens when their chemistry turns out to not be all that dangerous and is rather filled with humor? EXCERPT: Suddenly, I felt a grip on my jaw as he raised my gaze up to his level; I could see his eyes burning with such intensity in them that I didn't know when fear managed to slip into my heart as a shiver crawled down my spine. Oh no, I must've crossed the line. I trembled, watching him lower his towering height down to my level and then he whispered into the shell of my ear, his breath cool and burning at the same time against my skin. "Don't dare act fool, little brat. I asked you a question and I deserve an answer." He gritted. "Y-yes. I promise. This would remain hidden in this kitchen. I won't tell anyone. Not even Claire and Ivy." I said quickly, and his grip loosened on my jaw before his hand fell to his side. I breathed a sigh of relief but jerked up when I felt his hand patting my head. "Good girl," he praised then tucked his hands into his pants. "Now do the needful, Little one." He said, and I immediately turned around, about to sprint past the door, when his voice halted me in my tracks, my foot dangling in the air. I slowly turned to him as I swallowed hard, my gaze on the floor while my heart was beating fast in my chest and eardrums. "Huh?" I didn't hear him the first time, or maybe I did but I refused to believe what I heard. Maybe I heard wrong. "Let's have a cook-off to know who is better at making this..." He raised a slice of bread up in the air and then dropped it back on the counter as he dusted his palm as if he had just touched dirt before he began walking up to me with precise strides, his gaze locked onto mine. "I can't let you walk off with the impression that I am horrible at making a sandwich because I know that I am not," He said confidently. "It's just that it has been a while since I made anything in the kitchen. If you feel this man here is an 'Incompetent CEO', then watch him as he proves you wrong and makes sure you have your head bowed to the ground in shame by the time he defeats you in this cook-off. You're in?" He asked proudly, as he could already see his victory at the end of the tunnel as he brought forth his hand. Meanwhile, I stared down at his hand, wondering if I should take up this challenge. I should probably just fall back and tell him I don't want to but my eyes began to sparkle with interest. I grinned from ear to ear as I clasped my hand with his in a handshake. "Yes. Yes, I am." "Good." He smirked. "In return, the winner would be allowed to ask for whatever from the loser. Sadly for you, I don't think you have much to offer because I could see you losing already." "Well, don't you think you shouldn't jump to conclusions this soon, Mr. Romano?" I smiled. "True, but one thing I know for sure is that I am always right." He said with a knowing look and I shrugged my shoulders. Dante set the timer and then we began our cook-off. By the time we were done, It turned out to end in a ridiculous mess, but not on my side because I won. The loser here currently has lettuce in his hair and all over the side of the counter where he was making his own sandwich. I was laughing so hard that I almost cried. 🤭
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Morgana's POV The following days were nothing to write home about, too. There was nothing going on in the house except for the fact that Noah was going to school daily, which he was happy about, and I was going to work. Xavier was going to work too. He didn't speak to me. Well, except for the curt greetings every morning, he does not speak a word to me. It felt as though I was not in his surroundings at all. He was flat out ignoring me. And it hurts. It hurts so bad that I regret what I did every single day. There was no amount of me trying to start up a conversation that helped. After a while, I stopped. When I discovered that he wasn't going to talk to me except for his one word answers. And it felt to me as if I was dying inside. We still slept in the same room. And I feel like the reason for that was because he did not want Noah to notice a thing; he was already a tad bit worried to suspect another rift between us. But Xavier always came into the room late, though. When he
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Morgana's POV I was about to walk past him when he grabbed my arm and pulled me back to face him. “Whatever is going through your head right now is wrong, Morgana.” He sounded hurt. But I won't allow myself to fall for his lies again. It's happened over and over again. I think I'm the stupid one here who can't even understand something as simple as the fact that I cannot have happiness in my life. “You kissed her in that picture, Xavier. And I don't even know what else you guys did. Have you been seeing her behind my back?” I asked him all the hurt I'm feeling seeping into my voice. I suddenly felt tired. I felt as if I could not deal with whatever is happening right now anymore. “See, I just want to leave. Mm? I want to go. And I'm taking my son with me.” I said with a tone of finality. “You're not going anywhere, damn it. You listen to me right now.” He said in an angry tone. I don't know why, but my blood started boiling too. He had no right at all to be angry right no
