All Chapters of THE BILLIONAIRE'S SURROGATE: HIS HOUND CHOOSES ME : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

ELENA’S POVOur eyes snapped toward the door, then down to the two men groaning on the marble floor, before darting back to each other.Ethan immediately let go of my wrists. I pulled my fingers out of his hair and scrambled backward, quickly smoothing down the wrinkled velvet of my gown."It's my mother," Ethan cursed, his voice dropping into a low whisper. His dark eyes locked onto mine. "What are we going to do?"A sharp scoff escaped me. "What are we going to do?" I repeated, letting out a bitter laugh. "You're on your own, Mr Ethan. If she walks through that door and sees this mess, I'll gladly tell her you're awake and have been playing dead all this time.""You must be out of your mind!" he growled, his knuckles turning white as his hands gripped the sheets."Think whatever you want. I'm completely out of it," I shot back, lifting my chin. "You brought this on yourself. If you hadn't set up that ridiculous spy test, none of this would have happened."I turned toward the door.Be

ELENA'S POV "In the end, you'll beg me to take you," Ken whispered, his breath hot against my ear. "Let go of me," I said, my voice muffled against his palm. My hands flew to his wrists, fighting to break his grip, but he only pressed the chemical-soaked handkerchief harder against my nose, forcing me to breathe in the sweet, sickening scent. After a horrible second, my breathing turned rigid. My hands went limp at my sides. A suffocating heat spread from my head down through my legs, pooling into a maddening itch in my thighs. The sensation grew so sharp my legs began to tremble. The tremor didn't go unnoticed. Ken let go of my face and spun me around to face him, his eyes gleaming with a smug, triumphant grin. "Wh... what did you do to me?" My voice came out low and broken, nothing like the defiant tone I'd played out in my head. "Nothing, Elena," he giggled, running his eyes slowly down my body, making my skin crawl. "I just gave you something to spice things up between

My legs gave out first. The sudden, violent sway of my body was the only warning before gravity took over, forcing the guards holding me to tighten their grips just to keep me upright.He said it. He actually said those words."No... no, there has to be something we can do, right?"Mrs. Vance dropped to her knees, the fabric of her expensive gown pooling around her as tears filled her eyes."Nothing can be done," the doctor said, his voice flat, devoid of the comfort she was begging for. He pointed a sterile finger at the vitals monitor beside the bed. "You see those lines? The rhythm is failing. His brain activity is dropping. His condition has deteriorated rapidly.""You are insane for saying such a thing!" Mrs. Vance's voice dropped, morphing from frantic denial into a chilling calm. "My son cannot die. Please, do something. Doctors are supposed to save lives. Is it money? More money? I will give you everything I own. Just save him."The doctor didn't answer. Instead, his gaze drif

The door swung wide, revealing Mrs. Vance and the man I had spent my entire life learning to hate.Why was he here? Had she summoned him to watch me die?My questions were answered instantly. Without a single word, his monstrous hand flew across the room and slammed into my face. The sheer, brutal force sent me staggering backward onto my knees. A hot sting burned against my skin. Clutching my throbbing cheek, I slowly raised my head to look at him, bitterly wondering what I had ever done to deserve a father like him.His eyes held nothing but pure, unadulterated hatred."You ungrateful, wretched child," he growled, his chest heaving as if he were the one who had just been struck. "You know nothing but how to cause destruction wherever you step!"A bitter, broken laugh escaped my throat as the dark reality dawned on me. I looked up at him through a blur of hot tears. "Is that really the first thing a father says to his daughter when she’s being held hostage?"He scoffed, looking down

ETHAN'S POVI let out a jagged laugh, followed by an unexpected cough. Where did that question even come from?"Me, falling for her? Cut it out, please. I've got a class to run.""Class, my ass. Like Selena, your fiancée?" he asked. "You've never in your life spared her even a coffee-time chat, let alone put your plans at risk for her.""Selena is a family friend. We grew up together, and my mother forced me to get engaged to her. There's nothing serious going on between us. You know that.""That's my point. You never once put—""Dan." My voice cut through him, loud and firm enough to shut him up. "Just go find a way to get me to her, and stop blabbing rubbish." I shot him a glare.He scoffed and leaned in. "Think about it, and you'll see things for yourself," he whispered before finally walking out.Think about what? That I liked that girl? No. It can't be possible. I'm just trying to do what a gentleman would do in this situation. But what if—"Come off it, Ethan." I shook my head,