“Your body belongs to me now—every curve, every breath, every sound you make. I’ll leave no inch untouched, no part of you unloved, to remind you that you’ll never belong to anyone else.” ========== To protect his inheritance, Christian Blackwood, an arrogant and self-centred billionaire, is forced to take a drastic step: hire a surrogate. Olivia Carter has never needed anyone. But with her brother’s life hanging by a thread and medical bills piling up, she’s willing to do whatever it takes to save him—even if it means signing her body over to a stranger. Christian’s proposition is crazy, strange and exactly what she needs. The terms of the contract are clear—a baby, no emotions, no entanglements and absolutely no love. But from the moment Olivia steps into Christian’s life, sparks ignite. She’s everything he didn’t expect: fierce, vulnerable and utterly captivating. Christian can’t stop himself from wanting more—more of her touch, her laughter, her heart. But Olivia knows better than to fall for a man like him. With secrets, desires and a ticking clock threatening to tear them apart, Christian must decide: protect his heart or risk everything for the woman who’s become his obsession.
View MoreOLIVIA Each kiss was hotter than the last. His touch was hungrier, more demanding, more intoxicating. More everything. And I couldn’t get enough. I grabbed his shirt, clinging to him as his arm tightened around my waist, pressing me against his hardness. But even that wasn’t enough. Our tongues tangled and I reached up, wrapping my arms around his neck. A moan slipped past my lips as I felt heat pool between my legs, the usual response Christian always drew from me, even with the lightest touch. He pulled me closer, taking off my blouse and his eyes roamed my chest. It felt hard to breathe under his gaze and he pushed my hair back, his fingers undoing my bra in one movement. I leaned in closer to kiss him, his hand sliding up to cup my breast, fumbling gently, while his thumb grazed my nipple in a teasing stroke. My body arched into him in response, a moan catching in my throat. As his fingers traced my thigh, heat pooled low in my belly, and I couldn’t resist any longer. My f
OLIVIA “You do know you have terrible taste in wine, right?” I turned slightly to find Christian staring at me, his expression a mix of distaste and disapproval. Seriously? All because I didn’t like the wine he claimed was his favorite? Talk about dramatic. “Well, still better than my taste in men,” I retorted, shifting comfortably on the divan we both lay on. Somehow, I’d managed to convince him to lie here with me, outlining quite convincingly, if I may say so, ten benefits of lying down while flying. Normally, he would be sitting, legs crossed and eyes fixed on his phone. But I had won this vacation fair and square so I would run it the way I wanted. If I could though. His brows furrowed slightly as he placed his arms behind his head. “What do you mean?” I shrugged. “I mean, I clearly have terrible judgment, considering I willingly signed a contract with you. Doesn’t that say enough about my poor taste in your gender?” For a second, his expression showed something betwee
CHRISTIAN The car sped down the highway toward the hotel, and I leaned my head against the headrest, hiding a smirk as I replayed Olivia’s expression from earlier. Shock, disbelief and a flicker of something she probably didn’t even realize—pride. She hadn’t expected to win. Not over the so-called best students. What a shame no one had ever acknowledged her talent before. Her writing was unlike anything I was used to. It was raw, original, untainted by the usual clichés that flooded books these days. I wasn’t much of a reader, for good reason. Most stories lacked creativity, recycled the same tiring tropes. But hers? It had depth, thought and a kind of brilliance that made you stop and actually think. So why had no one ever recognized it? Was it because of her financial status? Was that why they looked down on her, why they bullied her? Her school catered to the rich, after all. Or maybe, just maybe, they simply couldn’t handle her. She was leagues ahead of them, while they stil
OLIVIA My pupils dilated in shock as I stared at Christian on the podium. Was I dreaming? Had I really won? My sample had surpassed Ivy’s and everyone else’s? “What? She won?” Ivy’s voice rang out behind me, laced with disbelief. I didn’t need to look back to know she was fuming. Still staring ahead, I was stunned by the results, but a more pressing thought gnawed at me. Had Christian planned this? The idea had flickered in my mind earlier, but now, with the way everything played out, it weighed heavily on me. I couldn’t help but wonder if it was truly a coincidence that he’d picked my sample over every other person’s? And if it wasn’t, why would he do that? “I can’t believe she won,” Someone muttered behind me, his tone dripping with disdain. “What’s so special about her sample?” As I listened to them, I nearly smirked but held my head high instead, giving them more to look at. For the first time in a long while, I was in the spotlight for something good, not scandalous o
OLIVIA I groaned, rubbing my forehead as I slumped onto the desk in the lecture hall. Of all the days to schedule extra lectures, it had to be today, the day after I drank myself into oblivion. Just my luck. What part of once-a-week lectures did they not understand? Whoever planned this deserved a special place in hell. With a sigh, I kept my head down, hoping to ease the pounding in my skull while still keeping an eye out for a few angry birds. Ivy and her minions. They’d do anything to get their revenge on me after slapping Ivy with my purse. I forced myself to focus on Miss Elowen’s words, but before I could make sense of them, the public address system crackled to life, interrupting her mid-sentence. “Attention, students and faculty,” A bold voice announced, “We are honored to welcome a very important figure to our campus today. In recognition of his esteemed visit, all lectures and academic activities will be temporarily paused.” A brief silence, then the voice continued
CHRISTIAN I glanced down at the extravagant gifts piled beside me in the backseat. Flowers. Novels. Perfumes. A whole assortment. Was it too much? A nagging doubt crept in, making me second-guess myself. Maybe I was overdoing it. My gaze lingered on the bouquet, and I suddenly felt hesitant about everything. Were they even necessary? Was it too fucking much? I reached for them, ready to toss them aside, but then I hesitated again. Would she even read into all this? Overthink the gesture? If she did, then maybe she was just naive or narrow-minded, even. Because why would anyone assign deeper meaning to something so trivial? Gifts like these were common. Business associates exchanged them. Friends. Even surrogates… Just like her. So I hoped she wouldn’t misunderstand. I tapped the screen of my phone, expecting to see a reply. But nothing. She still hadn’t responded to my text I sent minutes ago. That was odd. By now, she should’ve been back from her lectures since it was alre
OLIVIA I walked down the hallways in one of the fancy dresses Christian bought me, humming along to the familiar tune blasting from a phone somewhere nearby. Ever since I won Mr. Blackwood over in our last impromptu meeting, I had been in an impossibly good mood. Even though I hadn’t told Christian yet, I couldn’t wait to tell him all about it, to see his reaction, to revel in the moment. “Is that her?” The words drifted to me as I passed a group of girls lingering in the hallway, snapping me back from my thoughts. Just as I turned around, I caught one of them pointing directly at me. What did I do this time? It was always something, always some reason for them to whisper, to judge me. “Yes,” another girl confirmed, her voice carrying that cruel tone I had come to recognize too well. “She’s the slut.” The word slammed into me, knocking the breath from my lungs. My heart dropped, the happy mood evaporating in an instant. Slut? Me? “I heard that’s how she affords tuition at o
CHRISTIANI said nothing, and he pressed on. “I know I made life unbearable for your mother, Christian. But I was just following orders—my parents’ orders. Back then, there was a strict rule in the family, one made from sheer pride and ignorance.” He exhaled sharply. “I see now that I should have stood up to them. I should have protected my son and his wife. I failed them, and I’ve failed you.” He placed a firm, reassuring hand on my shoulder. “I won’t fail you again. That’s a promise.” I sighed, nodding despite the weight still pressing against my chest. “Thank you, Grandfather.” He patted my back before turning and limping away. As I watched him go, I exhaled in relief, finally piecing together what had happened with Olivia. He had confronted her. But instead of blurting out the truth, as I’d expected, she had taken a different approach. She had used my past, the one I’d indirectly mentioned to her at the desert, against the very man responsible for it. I scoffed, shaking my
CHRISTIAN“May I speak now, Grandfather?” Michael asked, leaning forward in his seat, barely containing his anger.I was certain he couldn’t. He was about to explode if he kept it in. “Go on,” Grandfather urged, nodding.Michael pushed himself to the edge of his seat, linking his hands tightly. “Didn’t you even look at the report I sent?” he asked, his face contorted with agitation. “Christian lied about Olivia Carter!”“Did he?” Grandfather arched his brow. “Christian never claimed anything about her background. We all made our own assumptions—assumptions born from a narrow, misguided mindset.” His gaze shifted between Michael and me. “A mindset that changes today. We have already lost so much in this family because of it. I want it to end now.”Michael scoffed, his eyes darkening with rage. He looked ready to burst but also shocked at the same time, like grandfather was speaking a new language. Watching him, I felt an irresistible urge to smirk and I did, making sure he felt every
OLIVIA“I’m sorry, but he needs urgent surgery to survive.” The doctor said.My mother choked on a sob, staggering backwards so violently that if I hadn’t been holding her, she might have fallen to the ground. After hours of worrying, waiting and praying, this was not the sort of news we’d hoped to hear concerning my brother’s health. I felt goosebumps spread over my skin, my heart dropping at the realization that my brother might die. “Please, doctor..” I stepped forward, my hands trembling. “There has to be another way to save my brother. Please help us.”The doctor shook his head. “Unfortunately, the damage is too deep. Surgery is the only way out. And I’d advise you to hurry because he has less than twelve hours to live without surgery.”My chest felt tight as I fought back tears of my own. I shut my eyes briefly and tried to breathe, but it seemed impossible right now. I was feeling way too much, way too soon. It felt like my world was crashing down on me, and if I weren’t car...
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