Lahat ng Kabanata ng BILLIONAIRE ALPHA'S ACCIDENTAL SURROGATE: Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

Kai’s POVI leaned in closer, watching as her breath hitched, her fingers curling into the sheets like she was bracing herself. Good. I wanted her to feel that anticipation, to sit in the moment and wonder what I would do next.Her wide eyes locked onto mine, her lips parting slightly, but she didn’t move. She just sat there, completely frozen, trapped between wanting to stop this and wanting to see where it would go."Maybe," I murmured, my voice teasing, daring her to deny it, "you don’t want me to."She sucked in a breath, but before she could respond, I closed the space between us and kissed her.The second my lips touched hers, something in me shifted.I had kissed plenty of girls before—fast, slow, passionate, lazy. I had done it all. But this? This was different.Because it was her.Lily gasped against my lips, the sound barely making it out before I stole it away. She stiffened, but she didn’t pull back.

I carefully took the small piece of paper Kai had given me, smoothing out the edges before typing Selina’s number into my phone. I double-checked to make sure I had entered it correctly, then pressed the call button.The phone rang twice before she picked up.“Hello?” Her voice was polite but cautious, like she wasn’t sure who was calling.“It’s me, Lily,” I said quickly, hoping she would recognize me.For a moment, there was silence, and then her tone completely changed. “Lily! Oh my gosh, it’s so good to hear from you! How are you?” Her voice was warm, full of genuine excitement.A small smile tugged at my lips. “I’m good! I hope I’m not bothering you.”“Of course not! What’s up?”I shifted on the bed, gripping the phone a little tighter, my fingers pressing into the cool metal. “I actually need your help,” I admitted, tucking a stray strand of hair behind my ear. “The planning committee put me in charge of flowers and decorations for the Moon Festival, but I don’t know any florists

Selina picked up her phone from the counter and quickly dialed a number. I watched as she spoke to the florist, her voice warm and confident. She laughed at something he said before nodding, even though he couldn’t see her. After a moment, she hung up and turned to me with a smile. “Elliot is on his way. He said he’d be here in about fifteen minutes.” I nodded, still processing the fact that the florist was a man. I didn’t know why it caught me off guard—maybe because I had always pictured florists as women. But of course, there was no rule saying men couldn’t do the job just as well. I shook off the thought, not wanting to sound narrow-minded. Meanwhile, Sophia finished placing the last batch of cookies into the oven. The scent of warm chocolate filled the air, making my stomach growl softly. She wiped her hands on a towel, then turned to look at us. “All done,” she announced, smiling. “These should be ready in about fifteen minutes.” Selina gave her daughter a fond look before

Climbing into the car, I carefully placed the platter on my lap, making sure it wouldn’t slide around during the ride. As the driver closed the door and walked around to get into the front seat, I pulled out my phone, debating whether to text Kai.Instead, I just leaned my head against the cool glass of the window, watching as the car pulled away from the house. The trees blurred past, the golden light of the setting sun casting long shadows across the road.A strange sense of peace washed over me. Today had been productive, and I had really enjoyed spending time at Selina’s place. The warm atmosphere, the laughter, and even the smell of freshly baked cookies had made me feel at home. It had been a nice distraction from everything that had been on my mind lately.The car moved smoothly down the familiar road leading back to Kai’s mansion. The sky had darkened slightly, the golden hues of sunset fading into soft purples and blues. I sighed, hugging the platter of cookies closer to my c

I stared at my reflection in the bathroom mirror, my hands gripping the edge of the sink as I took slow, shaky breaths. My eyes were swollen, rimmed with red, and my face was blotchy from all the crying. No matter how much I tried to steel myself, the pain still clung to me, a dull ache in my chest that refused to fade.I turned on the faucet, letting the cold water run before cupping it in my hands and splashing it onto my face. The chill shocked my skin, grounding me in the present. I repeated the action a few more times, feeling the tightness in my face ease slightly. Then, I grabbed a small towel, wetting it with the cold water before pressing it against my puffy eyes. The cool fabric soothed the sting, giving me a moment of relief.I breathed deeply, counting in my head.One. Two. Three.I needed to pull myself together.Zara was probably expecting me to lock myself in my room, drowning in my own misery. She would want me to be broken, shattered beyond repair.But I refused to gi