LOGINCassandra Hart spent her whole life giving up everything for her sister. She surrendered her grandmother's last gift, her education, her first love, and even her marriage because her parents always believed one thing: "The older sister should sacrifice.” So when they ask her to become a surrogate for her younger sister, Cassandra agrees—for a price. $10 million. A severance letter. An OUT. They agreed without hesitation, certain she'd never really leave. Living under the same roof as billionaire CEO Dante Caldwell was never supposed to change anything. He was her sister's husband, the father of the child she carried, and the one man she had buried her feelings for years ago. But somewhere between hospital appointments, midnight cravings, nursery plans, and quiet evenings preparing for a baby that wasn't supposed to be hers, feelings neither of them should have began to grow. And the closer Dante grew to Cassandra, the more the cracks in his seemingly perfect marriage became impossible to ignore.
View MoreCHAPTER SIX Clara forced away the panic in her face, as she slowly turned to face him. “Oh, this?” a feigned surprise flashing across her face as she started to scratch the mark. “I think I got stung by a mosquito while waiting outside the bakery.” She watched as worry slowly creased Dante’s brows and realized he bought her lie. “I’ve been trying to ignore the itch, but now that you brought it up, it's beginning to itch badly again.” She continued, managing to spin the whole thing back on him. Dante inspected the mark worriedly, but Clara had already intentionally pinched the mark, leaving a bruise that made her story flawless. “I’m so sorry, honey.” Dante apologized wholeheartedly, “I will not send you there ever again.” Clara's shoulders relaxed as she leaned in and kissed his lips, “Don't worry. It's fine.” But Dante’s brows were still arched with worry as he moved away. “Go and sit in the room. I will get the first aid kit.” He said, already reaching for the wardrobe wher
“Urg…oh yeah…” Soft moans echoed through the car as Clara rocked the man beneath her at the back seat of her car, her hips swaying back and forth with pleasure. “Oh, Liam, oh yeah…” she moaned louder, her finger digging into his chest while the hand feasted into his dark hair. Liam cupped her boobs underneath her dress, his eyes rolling back with intense pleasure. Buzz. Her phone buzzed once at the front passenger seat, but that wasn't enough to stop the intense desire coursing through her soul. Buzz. The sound came again. Liam hissed, his grip tightening around her waist as he rammed harder into her. Clara moaned louder, until the ringing of her phone finally disrupted the moment. “Fir fuck’s sake, who is that?” She cussed as she leaned back to grab the phone. Their body was still intertwined, Liam's finger tracing her skin, until she saw the caller. Her eyes widened, quickly scrambling off Liam into the seat next to him.“Oh, fuck! I was just about to…” “Shh! It’s my hu
“Let me have more, please.” Cassandra begged, her words already slurring after just three glasses, “I told you I might not get to drink in ten long months.” Seraphina rolled her eyes, pushing the thick whisky glass farther from her, “Why is that? Is your parents banning you from drinking because of that fall?” “No,” Cassandra jabbed a finger at her, “They are just making me carry a baby.”Seraphina’s blue eyes widened, catching the disco light right above their booth in the quiet bar. “What?” “A–a baby? Are you pregnant?” She questioned. Cassandra attempted to use her distraction to grab the glass but Seraphina caught her, her grip tightening around her upper arm.“Your husband has been dead for over two years now…wait,” Seraphina paused, her brows raised as another thought came to mind, “Was it a one night stand? How did they find out about it before me?” Seraphina Vance was Cassandra's best friend. The only one she had since high school. She was always the first to know whateve
Cassandra swallowed, her fingers fidgeted against each other under the table. That reaction…it meant something, right? They wouldn't just agree to cut ties with her over this, right? She bit her lip, watching as Evelyn scrambled to get the paper from Bernard and read through it. “Cassandra, What's the meaning of this?” Evelyn’s eyes snapped to her as she shot to her feet. “You want to cut ties? Have you lost your mind?” Cassandra’s throat moved as she sat up, trying to keep her voice as firm as possible, “If you are going to force me to give up my body to have a child, I should get something in return, right?” “Didn't your father agree to give you ten percent shares? Isn't that enough?” Evelyn complained bitterly. Cassandra let out a dry chuckle, “Giving me shares is further tying me down to the company and that's not exactly for me.” “You both might not usually give me due credit, but I know I am an asset to Hart Interiors.” She started firmly. For the first time, Cassandra w












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