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Meeting Mr. Baker
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The Cruel Millionaire's Surrogate Meeting Mr. Baker II
Kierra“From what I understand, your husband worked for Vance Oil on one of their rigs for six months before his passing. Is that correct?”“That’s correct.”“What was his prior profession?”“He was a mechanic. He loved working on cars and motorcycles.”“And perhaps Kiyah will follow in his footsteps one day,” he commented, watching her draw a car on the yellow legal notepad.“I think Rory wanted a boy for that reason, but he learned quickly that gender didn’t matter. She followed him into the garage as soon as she learned to walk.” I sniffed back the snot that attempted to trickle out of my nose. “Thank you,” I whispered when he handed me some tissue. I blew my nose and wiped before proceeding. “Kiyah can identify most tools in his tool chest. He’d lie on a creeper under the car and ask her to bring him his tools.”“Can she do oil changes yet? I think I’m due for one,” he joked.I snorted. “I think that was one of Rory’s goals. He wanted her to be able to change the oil by the time s
The Cruel Millionaire's Surrogate Meeting Mr. Baker
KierraSixteen lawyers.I’d been turned down by sixteen lawyers, and with my track record, I’d probably be turned down by Lawyer #17 in a few minutes. They all told me it was impossible. They all told me it wasn’t worth it. They all said Vance Oil was too big to take on without a pay guarantee. If you asked me, they were sixteen pussies who didn’t give a damn about a widowed woman getting justice.I’m tired. So…fucking tired. I don’t think I can make it to Lawyer #18. I’m sorry, Rory. I wiped away a tear, waiting for my name to be called to meet with Jonathan Baker, Esquire. The online reviews were glowing, and he came highly recommended, but anyone with the title ‘esquire’ could not be trusted. Was I being judgmental? Yes, but I’ve been burned so many times by these so-called lawyers that I should be laid up in a burn unit. They’re shady con artists, weirdos, and bastards. I doubt my opinion will change.I looked down when I felt something on my leg. Kiyah was driving her toy car do
The Cruel Millionaire's Surrogate Another Disappointment
**Jonathan**Anthony knocked on the front door twice before letting himself in. His cane thudded heavily against the hardwood floors. He walked like a man with a purpose, a man on a mission to collect the three loves of his life—Simone, Nori, and the little one on the way. He paused in front of Simone, who lay sprawled on my living room sofa with her mouth wide open and an arm thrown over her head. Nori lay on top of her, mimicking her mother perfectly.“This is unacceptable, Jonathan,” Anthony said brusquely without taking his eyes off his family.“I know, and—”“I don’t want to hear your excuses, Jonathan. Simone is pregnant and should not be working so hard that she can’t drive a few minutes down the road. At this rate, I’m wondering if she’s still my fiancée or yours. I haven’t had quality time with my family in over a month. When Simone’s not working for you, she’s sleeping, and while I’m thrilled that Nori gets to spend the day socializing with Daisy, my little partner in crime
The Cruel Millionaire's Surrogate The Widowed Nanny - Jonathan's Story
This is the start of Part 2 of The Nanny Series, featuring Jonathan and Kierra.Blurb: Recently widowed, Kierra Houston is ready to give up all hope of getting justice for her husband’s death when she walks into Jonathan Baker’s office with her three-year-old daughter, Kiyah. Before Jonathan, she was turned away by sixteen lawyers who refused to represent her wrongful death suit against Vance Oil, who claims her husband’s death was due to a critical error on his part.Jonathan eagerly agrees to represent Kierra, confident that he could win her case with some strategic thinking outside the box. Meanwhile, Jonathan is looking for a live-in nanny after being awarded sole custody of his children, and Kierra fits the bill. Kierra moves into Jonathan’s home with her daughter and helps wrangle his three rambunctious children.It doesn’t take long for Jonathan and Kierra to seek refuge in each other when they discover how caring and nurturing they are despite Jonathan’s failed marriage and Ki
The Cruel Millionaire's Surrogate Looking Foward to the Future
SimoneI fluffed my pillow, looking forward to my head hitting it. I’d come down from my earlier high and needed to recharge. I climbed into bed with a loud sigh and tucked my arms beneath my pillow. I slipped my left hand from underneath it and stared at my engagement ring. I couldn’t help it. Besides Nori, it was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. It was a 10-carat oval brilliant diamond nestled in 18k white gold with smaller diamonds wrapped around the band. Initially, I had an aversion to the pricey engagement ring, but it felt right once Anthony slipped it on my finger.“She went down easy. I think all the excitement tired her out,” Anthony said softly, closing the door behind him. “Now, we can really get this celebration started,” he commented, grinning as he lost his shirt.“I’m kinda tired,” I announced. The salacious grin slid off his face, and his shoulders drooped. He looked like a child who was just told he couldn’t keep a puppy he found.It might be the same pout Nor
The Cruel Millionaire's Surrogate The Results
SimoneI blinked several times as two and two started making sense. My eyes were drawn to the photo of me gorging on iced gingerbread cookies while pregnant. They were my heroin, and Anthony was my dealer.I stood to my feet, and the book fell from my hands. Anthony glanced down at it in concern before looking back up at me. “Simone? Are you okay?” I hurriedly left for the garage, dodging Nori and the ottoman. “So? No to my proposal?”The pregnancy test sat in a white plastic bag on the front passenger seat. I snatched it up and beelined it to the nearest bathroom, darting past Anthony. I shut the door behind me and locked it. My hands fumbled with the pink package that promised to give me accurate readings in five minutes. “Shit!” I yelled when I accidentally dropped the box on the floor.Anthony knocked on the door. “Simone? Are you okay? Do you need help?”I picked up the box while simultaneously sliding my shorts down my legs. “I think I can manage peeing by myself,” I rushed out.
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