All Chapters of Surrogate for My Mafia Ex : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

I am completely overwhelmed by this quiet, domestic kindness. I quickly slip out of my towel and pull the pajamas on, the soft fabric clinging to my damp skin.A heavy, prickling sensation crawls up the back of my neck. I feel as though I’m being watched.I slowly look over my shoulder and freeze. C

My cheeks burn. I guiltily set down the rest of the bun on a porcelain plate and pour myself a mug of hot tea instead.“Okay, that makes sense,” I tell him, wiping my mouth with a linen napkin.He continues, “You also can’t continue skipping meals. I’ve noticed you seem to do that quite often.”I wi

By the time I finish setting up the private appointment and lock my phone screen, I look back down to find she’s fallen fast asleep. The exhaustion of the past twenty-four hours has finally claimed her. She looks completely peaceful and relaxed, the harsh lines of stress smoothed away from her foreh

Harper’s POVAfter a blissfully quiet, restorative weekend locked away in the safety of the estate, Monday morning inevitably rolls around.I stand in front of the massive gilded mirror in my new bedroom, treating my work attire like a suit of armor. I pull on a brown pencil skirt, securing a thin l

Harper’s POVAfter sending the office address to the mysterious Mr. Frost, a sudden wave of panic washes over me. I rush out of my cubicle, desperately needing to prepare the main conference room for a high-profile billionaire.I’d normally go ask Evan for advice on how to impress a client of this m