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He had already done his worst, the way I see it I should just give him a piece of mind. “Right now you're like a kid stung by an ant that decides to crush it to pieces, even if it can't hurt him” I said sniffling my nose. “ I've heard so much about the billionaire behind the scenes. Ruthless and known for hard deals and also a playboy. I've seen enough to know that the playboy thing is not true, but I see the man behind the mask. All you've got is mummy issues you can't bring yourself to deal with…”

"I think I'm about to become a surrogate for a billionaire." Rosa's eyes widened. "Are you serious?" "Dead serious and completely terrified." "What's he like?" Elena realized she didn't even know the client's name. "I haven't met him yet. But Rosa..." She pulled out the contract. "Look at this number." Rosa whistled softly. "Holy shit, Elena. This is life-changing money." "It's Papa's life," Elena corrected. "That's all that matters." But as she lay in bed that night, Elena wondered what kind of man paid half a million dollars for a surrogate, and what he would expect from her in return.

"Oh, please! I'm nothing like those sickly annoying cliches the teenagers fawn about. Tell me one thing that's cliche about me, I dare you." I smirked at him. "Hmm... let's see." I thought for a while and made a show of counting my fingers as I started listing out. "For one, you're that cliched youngest billionaire, the most eligible bachelor." I made finger quotation gesture at that. "And oh, how can I forget the arrogant, rude, ruthless, cold, stone-hearted, cru-"

“Unless you want to hear about your mother, which I think you should, otherwise we are done.” “We can’t be done. I need a solution.” “I’m sorry. I can only go as far as finding information. This is Christian’s job, but for you I—” “You can tell me about my mother,” I cut her off. I didn’t want her starting to seduce me again. “Alright. So she—oh yeah, Stephanie. Well, you do know she was a surrogate, right?” “Which is confusing, as from what I’ve learned she's a billionaire.”

I looked at Dave and asked him. “Your dad is a billionaire?” I said surprised, that would explain the place we were at last night. He looked at me, his eyes full of sorrow. He closed his eyes and opened them, then nodded his head, “My dad was a billionaire”. I felt pity for him and his dad but there was no way I could help. “Now listen, young man, you cannot have Diana anymore, even if you both have the same alphabet starting your name. Poverty is real.” Dad cleared his throat as I looked at him with my mouth wide open.

Controlled, deliberate steps that made the space between them feel smaller with every second. “You're shorter than I expected.”he said casually. And you're ruder than I imagined.” She blurted. The silence in the room was heavy. “I know you need money,” he said finally. “And I know you need a surrogate,” Aubrey replied without hesitation. That landed. The air in the room tightened. Killian stopped a few feet away from her, his expression unreadable again. Most people softened when they needed something from him. Even his mother. This woman spoke like she was negotiating on equal ground.

"He’s a Vane, Lyra. And more importantly, he was raised by you. The Arctic doesn't stand a chance." ​As they stepped inside and the heavy oak door closed behind them, the house glowed like a beacon against the dark Atlantic night. The "Billionaire’s Surrogate Secret" wasn't a secret anymore. It was the foundation of a new world—one where the eyes might be silver, but the hearts were finally free.

“A scheming unwanted gold digger? A shameless, bad mannered opportunist? Your words or hers?” He didn’t make an attempt to answer, which was by moral worse than if he had. Whatever made him to become stone hearted still surprised me. I know that his title; the ruthless billionaire didn't fall out of the sky. He actually earned the room, but I thought what we had would make him change; that he would change for me. “Do you know what’s more pathetic than yourself?” I said, my chest heaving uncontrollably. “You swallowing everything you heard in, believing a rumor before believing me.”

“You know him.” “He is a member of my council.” He said it flatly. “He portrays himself as the reasonable one, the elder who only wants what’s best for the pack.” A muscle worked in his jaw. “I’ve never trusted him. I didn’t expect to find him standing behind my surrogate’s family, either.” I stared at him. “Your council. You’re not just some businessman who happened to have money for a surrogacy contract.” “I’m the Alpha of the Bloodmoon Pack,” he said finally, like the admission cost him a lot. “I assumed the agency would have told you at some point before now.”

I think I’m the most stupid person on planet earth to be easily deceived by that assh*le, why did I even trust him and believe in his filthy mouth? “And we’ll be able to get out of here.” He added instead. “Are you certain that we could still get out of here?” “Remember who am I?” I rolled my eyes again. “Who else doesn’t? You’re the proudest…” “Ops, no. I’m the most handsome billionaire mafia, who has a lot of connections out there. So I’ll get you out of here.” “You’re really too proud,” I uttered.