บททั้งหมดของ The Surrogate's Reckoning: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

12Liora's POV“You can open the rest of the buttons if you want. Oh heavens. Who does he even think he is? He's not the least bit attractive. He's just... umm... argghh!” I groan, dumping my book away.It falls to the ground with a thud, and I run to pick it up, making sure I didn't tear my favorite storybook because of Evren. When I see no issue with it, a sigh of relief escapes my lips. “Oh, my baby. I'm glad you're okay.”“I didn't know you talk alone. I'll need to Google to make sure it isn't hereditary. Plus, don't tell me I'll have to compete with a book.”I whirl around fast, and oh shit! Did I say he wasn't attractive? I must have been under the influence then because, wow, this guy is all definitions of sexy.Freshly showered, curls messy, and his silver-grey eyes boring into my soul, I have to admit. I might just accept one clause in the contract. Just one.But then, nothing good lasts forever, right? Because while I'm ogling the hottie in front of me, his arrogant, deep, g

Chapter 14Liora's POVFunny how just a few weeks ago, I never would have imagined myself wearing a 24-carat pink diamond ring, which costs enough to feed generations. And yet, here I am, being threatened into wearing one.“Oh my heaven!“ Arianna squeals. “Girl, that's like the best thing ever. So gorgeous. You're lucky, and I'm jealous. Still happy for you, though.”I roll my eyes. “There's nothing to be jealous about. I'm only wearing this to show his family I'm his bride.”Arianna narrows her eyes, watching me intently. “You don't sound happy about that. Do you perhaps want it to be real, huh?”While she wiggles her brows, I facepalm. Real? With such an arrogant jerk? Nope. I'll pass.“I'm more anxious about meeting his family, girl. You've watched the news before. They're not to be messed with.”Passing me a faint smile, Arianna says, “Girl, I don't think Evren would have invited you to go with him if he wasn't sure you'd handle it. He will be by your side, so you have nothing to

Chapter 16Liora's POVI've seen a lot of people change moods, but not as fast as Evren’s. If he had been happy, I'd have said he did a 180, but this is a 90.“Dang it, I should have known,“ he mutters under his breath, his grip on my hand tightening. It's not painful, but firm enough to know he's not happy. Even his eyes lose a bit of that silver.The lady hurls herself into his arms before I can get a good look at her face. All I manage to see is her beautiful, shiny blonde hair that rests smoothly on her back.For some reason, my chest twists as he makes no move to detach himself from her.Tears even sting the corners of my eyes when his arms go around her slim waist.They look beautiful and perfect.Finally, after what seems like hours—long, torturous hours—they separate from their embrace. Evren’s face returns to its hard mask, and I get a good glimpse of the lady's face.Whoa.The phrase "epitome of beauty" was made for this girl. With bright green eyes and the smoothest skin I'

Chapter 18Liora's POVThe dinner table is proudly set with the most extravagant dishes money can buy. I think I overheard the maids saying some of the ingredients were imported from different countries. Yet, the tension around the table is thicker than the appetizing chicken I can't stop staring at.I'm not staring because I wish I could tear through it while sitting on the floor in my room. At least that's not the only reason. I'm staring because it's the only way I can avoid looking into the faces of the people at the table.Evren—whose eyes haven't left me since I returned from the bathroom after rinsing my mouth.Ronan—who has been glaring at where Evren's hands are. On mine. Proudly displaying his ring.I don't understand how the family isn't angry that he's 'married' without their knowledge. Or do they think he's just engaged me?Seraphina—the poor but very gorgeous girl who, thankfully, has changed her clothes after the misfortune I caused. I didn't mean to. It just happened.

Chapter 20 Evren’s POV “So you're telling me you had the opportunity to murder him, and you decided to leave him with just a busted lip? Man, c’mon!” I roll my eyes at Marek's bluntness. His hatred for Ronan extends way back before mine. But I might surpass him soon. Hell, I think I’ve done that after last night. “You think I didn’t want to do more? If it was left to me, his mother would be planning his funeral right now. Unfortunately, I just can’t end him, no matter how much I want to.” I can envision him rolling his eyes on the other end. “You're so lax after this guy threatens your woman, Ren. I know you care for her beyond the fact that she's pregnant. Don't mess things up.” Before I can say a word, two beeps meet my ears. Idiot hung up on me. My eyes stray toward the bar, the desire to have a taste of the alcohol there and see if it really works, as they say, spiking. I just need something to calm my nerves. Without a second thought, I move toward the bar, pull out a gla