The Billionaire's Virgin Surrogate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 91 - チャプター 100

OLIVIA
A loud banging on the door jolted me awake. I shot up from the bed and immediately smacked my head against the headboard.
Wincing, I clutched my forehead. Who on earth was pounding on my door like that?
“Olivia!” my mother’s voice rang out from the hallway. I sighed and slumped back against the headboard. Of course. It was just her.
“Go wash up and come downstairs,” she called. “Both of you. Breakfast’s ready.”
I heard her footsteps fade away down the hall. Yawning, I stretched my arms over my head, trying to shake off the heavy sleep still clinging to me.
Beside me, Christian shifted slightly. I glanced over, expecting him to wake up, but he stayed fast asleep.
For a moment, I just stared at him. His face was so relaxed in sleep, the usual sharpness of his features softened. I couldn’t help myself—I reached out and lightly traced the line of his jaw with my fingertip and a small smile pulled at my lips. How could he be this handsome?
I like you, Olivia.
The words echoe

MICHAEL
“When’s he getting here?” I glanced at Lydia, who was tapping her foot against the gazebo floor, clearly losing patience.
I let out a small sigh, scratching my brow. “Any minute now.”
She turned away, and for a few moments, silence hung between us.
“So let me get this straight,” I said, eyeing her. “You promised your parents some kind of partnership with my family in exchange for their investment in Blackwood Hotel and Air. More specifically, you promised them some connection to a Blackwood.”
She glanced at me from the corner of her eyes, letting out a sigh. “Did you really think this was just about Olivia? She’s standing in the way of something bigger than she’ll ever know.”
I raised an eyebrow. “Well, I think this started because you couldn’t handle the rejection, especially because of her.” I leaned in slightly. “And in your desperation to get closer to Christian, you made a deal with your parents. I wonder how they’ll react when they find out you’re no closer to gett

OLIVIAHe sat down heavily, his glare burning into both of them before turning it directly onto Christian. “I don’t think you have enough reasons to turn Miss Hale’s offer down.”
Christian exhaled. “I understand you’re the chairman, Grandfather,” he said. “But I’m the president of Blackwood Hotel and Air. I have the full right to make these decisions.” He let the words settle in the heavy silence. “And frankly, having this discussion right now is an insult to my relationship and I won’t tolerate it.”
His gaze slid to Lydia, his jaw clenching. “I won’t accept her investment, and I sure as hell won’t bring her onto my board. Not just because she’s an insufferable, exhausting human being but because she has no place there. Quite frankly,” he added. “She knows nothing about business. So why bother?”
Lydia looked stricken, her mouth hanging open like she couldn’t believe what she was hearing.
And for once, I could actually savor the silence that followed.
Just then, Ophelia broke the

OLIVIAI smiled. “Yeah, I’m good.” 
He nodded once and rose to his feet, casually shrugging off his shirt. I didn’t even pretend not to look. 
The hard lines of his body, the way his muscles flexed when he tossed the shirt aside, it was enough to send my thoughts spinning.
Without thinking, I reached for him, my hands finding his waist.
He stilled, his eyes dropping to mine. “What’s that look for?” he asked, a slow smile playing on his lips. 
Smirking, I tugged at his trousers, pulling him down onto the bed with me.
He landed beside me with a low grunt, and before he could catch his breath, I pushed him onto his back, climbing on top of him with a wicked grin.
I bent low, dragging my tongue slowly down his chest, savoring the way his body trembled beneath me, each shiver sending a pulse of heat straight to my core.
His muscles tightened, his hand coming down with a sharp slap to my ass, making me gasp and then laugh, breathless with excitement.
I kissed my way back up to his

OLIVIAI chewed my lip anxiously, tapping my phone and waiting for his reply. Just as the tension in my chest built, Miss Elowen closed her laptop with a sigh, signaling the class was finally over. 
I glanced down at my phone again.
He’d sent a string of even more ridiculous emojis, and I couldn’t help but chuckle, shaking my head. His humor was always unexpected, yet it never failed to make me smile, even if it was in the middle of something so… intense.
I sighed, sliding my book into my bag and getting to my feet as Miss Elowen exited the hall. Grabbing my bag from the desk, I moved toward the door.
“Olivia!”I turned around to see Ivy coming toward me, smiling brightly.
“Ivy, hey,” I greeted her, returning the smile as she linked arms with me.
“You seem to be in a hurry,” she remarked, her eyes lingering on the phone in my hand. “Got plans?”
I chuckled, a little too nervously. My fingers hovered over the screen, glancing at Christian’s last message. “You could say that.”
He