THE CEO’S SURROGATE(WOMB CONTRACT)

Elena’s POV

The day my boyfriend proposed to another woman, my father was handed a death sentence.

If someone had told me that morning my life would unravel before sunset, I would’ve laughed in their face.

I woke up smiling.

Xavier had texted me just before dawn.

“Busy day. We’ll have dinner tonight. Wear that blue dress I like.”

I had read the message so many times that I could’ve recited it with my eyes closed. It wasn’t much, but after eight months of keeping our relationship a secret, I had learned to treasure every little thing.

Maybe tonight would finally be different.

Maybe he’d tell me why we had to hide.

Maybe he’d stop pretending I was just another employee whenever we were inside Carrington Empire.

Hope was a dangerous thing.

I slipped my phone into my bag and stepped into the towering glass building that dominated Manhattan’s financial district.

Carrington Empire.

The company where I had spent three exhausting years proving I deserved more than the title of executive assistant.

Today was supposed to be important.

The promotion list was rumored to be announced before lunch, and everyone in my department knew I was the strongest candidate.

For once, everything seemed to be falling into place.

Until the moment I walked through the office doors.

Something felt…off.

People weren’t working.

Clusters of employees stood around whispering.

Someone gasped.

Another squealed.

Phones were everywhere.

Even the usually grumpy finance manager had a grin on his face.

“What did I miss?” I asked as I approached my desk.

Lana spun around so quickly that her coffee nearly spilled.

“There you are.” She looked strangely pale.

“What happened?” I frowned.

Instead of answering, she bit her lip.

“Lana?”

She glanced around before lowering her voice.

“You haven’t checked the company announcement?”

“No.”

“Or your email?”

“I literally just got here.”

Her face twisted into something that looked almost like pity.

“Elena…”

A knot formed in my stomach.

“What is it?”

She hesitated.

Then she whispered the words that shattered my world.

“Assistant Director Xavier Carrington just announced his engagement.”

I laughed.

Actually laughed.

It sounded hollow even to my own ears.

“That’s not funny.”

“I’m not joking.”

“No.”

My head shook before my brain could process anything.

“No.”

“He announced it fifteen minutes ago.”

“You’re lying.”

“I wish I was.”

My pulse pounded so loudly I barely heard the applause erupting from somewhere across the office.

A large television mounted on the wall flickered to life.

Everyone turned toward it.

Including me.

The Carrington Empire logo disappeared.

A photograph replaced it.

Xavier.

Standing in an immaculate black suit.

Beside him was a beautiful woman wearing an enormous diamond ring.

Both of them smiled as if they had never broken a heart in their lives.

A headline appeared beneath the picture.

Congratulations to Assistant Director Xavier Sterling and Miss Sabrina Whitmore on their engagement.

The office exploded with cheers.

“Oh my God, they’re perfect together.”

“I heard their families have known each other forever.”

“What a power couple.”

“I knew it.”

Each sentence felt like another knife twisting deeper into my chest.

I stared at the screen.

No.

This had to be a misunderstanding.

Two nights ago…

He had been in my apartment.

Laughing.

Holding me.

Kissing my forehead before whispering,

“Just trust me, Elena.”

I trusted him.

God.

I trusted him.

Lana grabbed my wrist.

“Don’t.”

I blinked.

“What?”

“Don’t go to his office.”

“I’m not making a scene.”

She looked unconvinced.

“I’m asking a question.”

I slipped my hand from hers before she could stop me.

The walk to Xavier’s office felt endless.

Employees smiled at me as I passed.

Some nodded politely.

None of them knew.

None of them knew that the man they were congratulating had spent eight months telling me he loved me.

I reached his office door.

Without knocking, I stepped inside and quietly closed it behind me.

Xavier looked up from his laptop.

For the briefest second, surprise crossed his face.

Then it vanished.

“You shouldn’t be here.”

No apology.

No explanation.

Just that.

I locked the door.

He noticed.

His jaw tightened.

“What are you doing?”

I looked at him for several seconds.

Trying to find the man I thought I knew.

Trying to find even a hint of guilt.

There was nothing.

Only irritation.

My voice came out quieter than I expected.

“Was I just entertainment?”

Silence.

He leaned back in his chair.

“This isn’t the place.”

“I asked you a question.”

He rubbed his temple.

“My family arranged this marriage years ago.”

My heart stopped.

“What?”

“It’s business.”

“You told me you loved me.”

“I cared about you.”

“Cared?”

The word almost made me laugh.

“You slept in my bed two nights ago.”

His expression hardened.

“You knew our relationship couldn’t become public.”

“No.”

I shook my head slowly.

“You told me we had to keep it private because of office politics.”

“I simplified things.”

My chest burned.

“So every promise…”

He didn’t answer.

I already had mine.

He opened a drawer and removed a thin envelope.

He slid it across the desk.

“What is this?”

“A non-disclosure agreement.”

I stared at him.

“You can’t be serious.”

“Sign it.”

I didn’t move.

“Our relationship never existed.”

Every word landed like broken glass.

“If anyone finds out,” he continued calmly, “it could damage both our reputations.”

I looked at him as if he were a stranger.

“No.”

His eyes narrowed.

“I wasn’t asking.”

“You think you can erase eight months with a signature?”

“I can make sure no company in this city hires you again.”

The threat hung between us.

My hands trembled.

Not because I was scared.

Because I was realizing I had fallen in love with someone I had never truly known.

My phone rang.

Neither of us moved.

It rang again.

And again.

I glanced at the screen.

St. Matthew’s Hospital.

I frowned.

Wrong number.

I declined the call.

Seconds later, it rang again.

Xavier sighed.

“Answer it.”

I swiped the screen.

“Hello?”

“Miss Elena Hart?”

“Yes.”

“This is St. Matthew’s Hospital.”

Something in the nurse’s voice made my stomach twist.

“Your father collapsed this morning.”

The room spun.

“What?”

“He’s stable for now, but you need to come immediately.”

My knees nearly gave out.

“I’m coming.”

I ended the call without another word.

For the first time since I’d entered the office, Xavier stood.

“Elena—”

I looked at him.

Whatever he saw on my face made him stop talking.

I turned and walked out.

Not because I had forgiven him.

Because at that moment…

He no longer mattered.

My father did.

I sprinted toward the elevators, my vision blurred by tears I refused to let fall.

The lobby doors burst open as I rushed into the pouring rain.

A taxi screeched past.

I stepped off the curb without looking.

A hand caught my arm.

Strong.

Steady.

It pulled me backward just as a black SUV sped through the intersection.

My heartbeat thundered in my ears.

“You should watch where you’re going.”

The voice was deep.

Calm.

Almost cold.

I looked up.

The man standing before me was impossibly composed despite the rain soaking the shoulders of his charcoal suit.

Dark eyes studied me for only a second before dropping to the folder that had slipped from my hands.

Medical reports scattered across the wet pavement.

He bent first.

Picked one up.

His gaze lingered on the estimate printed across the page.

Required Surgery: $150,000.

Without a word, he handed the paper back to me.

Our fingers brushed.

A strange chill ran through me.

“Thank you,” I whispered.

He gave a slight nod.

Then he walked toward the waiting black Rolls-Royce parked at the curb.

Someone in a suit hurried to open the rear door for him.

Before getting inside, he looked back at me once.

His expression revealed absolutely nothing.

Then he disappeared into the car.

The Rolls-Royce pulled away.

I stood frozen for only a heartbeat before forcing my legs to move again.

I had no idea who that man was.

But somehow…

It felt as though fate had just introduced us.