บททั้งหมดของ SURROGATE FOR THE ALPHA : บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

ValerieI don't know how long I lay there fantasizing about Max, until I heard my door open, and sat up. There he was in all his glory, wearing nothing but his Grey sweat pants, he looked at me with that look that told me he wanted me just as much as I wanted him. He sat beside me, his leg brushing mine as he shifted closer. The contact sent a shiver through my stomach, tiny wings of nerves and anticipation dancing beneath my skin. His hand moved slowly, fingers tugging on the edge of the blanket I clung to like a shield. He exhaled deeply but didn’t pull the covers away forcefully. Instead, he leaned over, grabbing the cup of water he’d handed me earlier, his scent enveloping me in warmth and tension.Then his eyes found mine, those deep, dark eyes that always seemed to know more than they should. They pinned me in place. He wasn’t asking for permission. He already knew I wasn’t going anywhere tonight.It wasn’t fear that gripped me, it was the heaviness of a truth I hadn’t spoken

The Silence Between UsValerie. I woke up to the sound of birds chirping faintly outside the window and a warmth at my back that made me smile before I even opened my eyes. Max’s arm was wrapped around my waist, his breathing slow and steady, and for the first time in what felt like forever, I felt… content.Safe. I could get used to this, waking up next to this amazingly sexy man. The memories from last night fluttered through my mind, the way he held me, kissed me, looked at me like I was more than just the human girl carrying his child. Like I mattered. His touch and I started getting goosebumps all over my body, desire building back up between my legs despite the fact that I was still so sore from the events of last night. I shifted gently, turning in his arms to face him. His eyes blinked open, those emerald green irises softening when they met mine.“Good morning Handsome,” I whispered.He let out a deep breath that sounded like peace and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear

Amina. I stared at their direction until they disappeared, completely frozen. It was like my worst nightmare. This must be some kind of sham. Valerie. My pathetic, cast off, fake virgin stepsister. Walking hand in hand with Max Black the Max Black. Billionaire. Real estate tycoon. One of the most powerful, most desired men in the country. And he had just called her his wife. How was any of this possible? “Did that just happen?” Tim muttered beside me, still wide eyed. “There’s no way that just happened.”I was so glad I was not the only one in shock in light of everything that had just happened. I couldn’t even speak. My mouth was open, but nothing came out. I kept blinking, hoping the scene would replay differently in my mind. That maybe, somehow, I’d imagined the way Max held her waist like she belonged to him. Or the way he kissed her temple like she was the most precious thing on earth.No. No. No.Valerie was supposed to be ruined. She was supposed to be alone, humiliated, r

MaxI hadn’t stepped foot in my mother’s old study since the funeral. I always walked past it everyday and yet, not once did I ever step foot in it. It wasn't out of fear, but that used to be our thing, my mother loved reading and writing and overtime it became our thing, we would go in there for hours and she would read to me and sometimes let me help her. I knew going in there, I would have to accept that she really was gone and I was not ready to accept it. The room was exactly how she’d left it elegant, clean, and hauntingly quiet. Light filtered in through the tall windows, dust dancing in the beams like her spirit still lingered in the space. Her scent still clung faintly to the air lavender, cedarwood, and something warm I couldn’t name.I should’ve come here a long time ago. But it hurt too damn much.Now, with Alpha Kai's warnings echoing in my head and Valerie quietly pacing the mansion, I needed answers. About her. About my mother. About why I felt this unstoppable pull t

Valerie The waiting room was far too quiet, or maybe it was because I was alone and there were couples all around me, happy. I looked at my phone for the tenth time but there was no message from him or missed calls. Why did I even think he would show up? Every tick of the clock on the wall echoed in my head like a reminder of how alone I really was. I shifted in the stiff leather chair, rubbing slow circles over the swell of my belly. The receptionist had already called me in once, but I asked for a few more minutes.Just in case he came. But it was becoming clear he was not really coming. He hadn’t said a word to me since our tense moment in the library four days ago. Not a text. Not a knock on my door. Not even one of those soft looks he used to give me when he thought I wasn’t paying attention.He had also been avoiding me, he was gone before I woke up and always came home late when I was asleep. At first it bothered me, but I chose to give him his space. I blinked hard and s