LOGIN"100 million dollars. All you have to do is carry birth my child and I'll pay you in full to get the hell out of our lives and never show your your face again." ************** Becoming a surrogate mother was the hardest decision Scarlett Stone had to make! Her husband needed to undergo a surgery or lose his life. The only option she had to save her husband was to give up her body. In the end, she chose to take up the job, just to save her husband. However, she becomes shattered when the child gets taken away from her by the man whose face she has never seen, but she got double of the promised amount. Now she's back, will her husband forgive her for getting pregnant for another man, even though she did it to save his life? What happens next when the masked billionaire finds her again and asks her to be his contract wife? Will she agree to another contract? Or will she fight her growing feelings for this billionaire who has several darker secrets to hide from her? The only way to find out is to read this book!
View MoreSCARLETT"You still haven't told me where we're going," I said, raising an eyebrow over the rim of my champagne flute.Damon leaned across the small aisle, his eyes sparkling with a rare, boyish mischievousness that made my pulse jump. "If I told you, Sunshine, it wouldn't be a surprise.""You're terrible at keeping secrets," I teased, reaching out to gently tug on his black tie. "Well... actually, you used to be very good at it. I prefer you like this."Damon caught my hand, raising my knuckles to his lips and pressing a slow, burning kiss against my skin. "I'm never keeping a secret from you again," he murmured, his voice dropping into a low, rumbling timbre that sent a familiar shiver straight down my spine. "Today is just about us. Cameron is with his nanny for the weekend, and for the next forty-eight hours, you belong entirely to me.""Is that so, Mr. Hilton?" I whispered, leaning in closer until my breath brushed against his cheek."It is," he rasped, his eyes darkening as his
The place was still under construction and smelt like paint. I took one look around and was satisfied with what I was seeing. I had just come out to check the progress of my art gallery and surely, it might be ready before the opening. I stood in the center of the main hall, a clipboard tucked under my arm, carefully inspecting the warm track lighting overhead.It had been three long months.Returning to Damon’s house on my terms hadn't been easy, but Damon had kept every single one of his promises. He surrendered the surrogacy contract, signed over sole custody of Cameron, and gave me the space I so desperately needed to heal. He had just been discharged last week from the hospital, which gave me time to come check my property. Watching him rebuild himself into a devoted father this past week—seeing the genuine, quiet remorse in everything he did—made the walls around my heart slowly begin to crack.Forgiveness hadn't come overnight. It was a choice I made every day, not just for him
SCARLETTThe heavy wooden door of room 412 clicked shut, locking out the noise of the city streets.I leaned my back against the thin panel, sliding down until my knees hit the faded carpet. The room smelled faintly of bleach and cheap lavender air freshener—a far cry from the sprawling marble halls of the Hilton estate, but right now, it was a sanctuary.In my arms, Cameron let out a restless whimper. His small hands clutched at the lapel of my jacket, his round brown eyes blinking up at me with confusion, like he could feel the violent tremors running through my body."Shh, baby. It's okay. Mommy's got you," I whispered, my voice breaking on a ragged sob.I pulled him close, burying my face into his soft dark curls. The scent of sweet baby lotion mixed with the rain on his clothes. I squeezed my eyes shut, letting the tears flow freely—hot, heavy, and uninterrupted.He is mine.The words echoed through the quiet hotel room, no longer a terrifying revelation, but an undeniable truth
SCARLETT"What do you mean he is my son?"The words fell out of my mouth in a quiet, trembling breath. I stood rooted to the cold hospital floor, my fingers digging into the edge of the doorway so tightly my knuckles turned pure white.Damon lay propped up against the pillows, his face ghastly pale, white bandages wrapped tightly around his temples and chest. His dark eyes, usually so sharp and impenetrable, were brimming with raw, unvarnished terror. Tears overflowed his lashes, cutting clear, wet tracks down his bruised, stubble-covered cheekbones.He had just told me the silliest and most unimaginable thing I had ever heard. "Scarlett..." he rasped out, his voice sounded like a ruined, scratchy whisper beneath the plastic oxygen mask hanging down around his neck. He reached up with a trembling hand, trying blindly to touch my sleeve, but he didn't have the strength to bridge the small gap between us. "Please... come closer."I couldn't move. My knees felt like liquid. "Damon... do






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