THE CEO'S HIGH SCHOOL SURROGATE

Avery swallowed hard, her mind racing with uncertainty as she weighed her options. At 18 and a virgin, agreeing to the surrogacy arrangement felt overwhelming, especially given her final year of high school. But the prospect of benefiting her mother's health by settling her medical bills was tempting.As she considered Evan's proposal, she thought about the benefits it would bring. She would also gain financial security, which could improve her mother's care. Her body quivered slightly as she thought about the implications.Avery looked up at Evan, searching for any sign that he was hiding something. His expression remained calm and reassuring, but she couldn't shake off the feeling that there was more to this arrangement than met the eye.Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Avery drew in a sharp breath and spoke. "Deal," she said finally.Evan nodded, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. "Great! I'll send the new contract papers to you as soon as they're ready. My lawyer wil

Evan couldn't help but chuckle as he gazed at Avery, who had fallen asleep on their way to his place. Her small mouth was slightly open, and drool had formed on her thigh. Her backpack, still clutched tightly to her chest, held an empty bottle of strawberry drink. Evan took the bottle along with her backpack and hesitated as he opened it to find another empty bottle inside. He shook his head in disbelief and tossed both bottles aside. "I guess I have to take you inside myself," Evan thought, carrying Avery out of the car in his arms. He used the elevator to reach the top floor, where the housekeeper had prepared a room for Avery. Evan laid her gently on the bed, dropped her backpack beside her, and left for work. By the time Avery opened her eyes, it was already dark outside. She was shocked to find herself in an unfamiliar room, surrounded by cream-colored walls and a round portable rug in front of a king-sized bed. The sheets were a light pink color, which made her wonder what

Avery walked into the school, still reeling from Evan's words, when someone grabbed her arm from behind out of nowhere. She flinched in fright. Fortunately, it was Natalie, Avery cleared her throat and kept her hand down. "I'm sorry, I thought it was someone else," she said heavily, her voice laced with embarrassment. "It's fine," Natalie replied. "Are you okay?" Avery nodded and glanced at her phone. "It's almost time for class. We should get moving, or Mr. Martinez will be furious," she said, quickening her pace. Natalie caught up with Avery, her brow furrowed in concern. "Are you sure you're fine? Did something happen with Mr. Benson?" Avery stopped in her tracks and turned around to face Natalie. She let out a deep sigh and pulled Natalie towards the janitor's closet. Inside, she turned on the light and buried her face in her hands. "Last night, Mr. Benson kissed and fingered me," Avery said, her voice muffled by her hands. Natalie's eyes widened in surprise. "Holly M

Avery woke up feeling refreshed and grateful that it was the weekend, which meant she didn't have to face Maxwell's scowl after everything that had transpired between them. The first thing she did was pick up her phone from the nightstand, and to her utmost surprise, she found a series of unanswered calls from Evan. As she recalled last night's events, after she'd cried her eyes out, she had wanted to wait for Evan to return but instead had fallen asleep. Staring at her phone, wondering if he was going to be mad at her, she decided to go apologize to him before he left for work. As she slowly headed towards his room, her legs trembled with each step she took. She stopped in her tracks as she heard the sound of his voice on the phone. "I need you to find me an alternative as soon as possible," he said. "You're aware I don't have the luxury of time." Avery's expression darkened slightly as she made out his conversation on the phone. "Is he planning on replacing me?" The thought

"Huh? I should do what with my?" Avery asked, her voice laced with uncertainty, to ensure she had heard Evan correctly. Evan grasped her chin and gave it a gentle squeeze, tilting her face upward so she met his piercing sapphire blue eyes. "You heard me correctly, Avery," he said in his magnetic voice, his words sending shivers down her spine. Avery's gaze drifted over his features, her eyes tracing the sharp contours of his face: his thick, carved-looking brows, his blue eyes that seemed to hold a hint of mischief, and his thin, soft pink lips. She felt like she was mesmerized by his gaze; her breath caught in her throat. "I'm waiting, Avery," his low, seductive voice whispered in her ear. His eyes remained locked on hers, as if daring her to break free from the spell he'd cast. As if she'd been snapped out of a trance, Avery blinked innocently and swallowed hard. She slowly leaned in, her lips brushing against his as she savored the taste of the wine in the glass. The taste o