A Mistaken Surrogate For The Ruthless Billionaire Where To Watch Novels & Stories

We only want the truth? M👧: You don't want the truth! You want a story. You take a good normal person and turn then into your own reality show. You built him up into a big celebrity just so you can tear him down in public, just so you can sell magazines and TV Shows, that's really sick. The Antonio that you are so obsessed with, he's caring, honest and loving. Yes I worked for him. The Billionaire Italian God, you follow around like lost puppies, I promise you, I am not his Mistress and I wouldn't want to be. I am not obsessed with him like you are. So congratulations you've built your celebrity but you have recked the human being inside.

"Do you know, little one... she's a troublemaker...I feel like now I have two kids' 'Victor said with a chuckle. His words were a little harsh but he couldn't help it. His Surrogate was a troublemaker. She made his life a living hell for the past nine months He smiled as he cradled his baby girl in his arms and carefully sat on the bed beside Vivienne's sleeping form and shifted the baby a little more to the left so she could have a better view of his Surrogate even if she was fast asleep. He was crazy to introduce two people who were sleeping. Of course, his daughter was still too young to open her cute little eyes and see the sleeping beauty before them but he had to do this anyway

I headed upstairs I froze the next minute. “We are buying a new one tomorrow.We got money from a man.A rich man .He visited this afternoon and wants you be his surrogate” “He wants an heir” “He’s in love with your bodily features” My mother dropped the bomb. “Your nose, honey” She tapped My Father's nose gently “Rylee, we are rich. He paid one hundred thousand dollars as a deposit and he promised to pay more” “Only if you accept to be his surrogate”

This is your chance to help someone in need and still make money in return. My eyes skim through the rest of the words on the banner. I forget about my need to use the toilet and start moving towards the direction of the doctor. I have heard about Surrogacy before and that they compensate heavily. What if this is the solution to my problem? What if I meet a wealthy family in need of a surrogate and the only thing they have to do for me is just pay off my mother’s bill? I will say it’s a nice bargain from my side.

Bethany scoffed, “You saved her. Not me, your wife but a surrogate picked up from the street. That was embarrassing and unbefitting. But that wasn’t enough for you. Did you even try to find out how I was doing? If I suffered any injury or got hurt from the blast?” Killian’s eyes quickly assessed her from head to toe. She was dressed in a leather outfit, wearing a bold makeup. “You seem fine to me.” He retorted with the raise of his brows. “That is not the point.” She yelled at him. “You are unbelievable. Tell me, have you fallen in love with your surrogate?” The question rocked Killian literally. To be honest, he completely forgot about his wife last night. Only Penelope plagued his mind, es

Ivy confirmed, and I found myself in a greater disbelief because I've always heard about him from almost everywhere! He owns the Romano Industries, a powerful real estate and tech empire in California and across different states. He is mysteriously known to be single and never seen with a woman. Rumored to be dangerous, powerful, and secretive. “Dante needed an heir, not a wife,” Ivy stated calmly, though there was an unmistakable edge to her voice. “That’s why he paid the hospital to find a surrogate. But due to a medical error… you were inseminated instead of the woman I originally selected.”

I have seen him before. "Cat got your tongue?" Daniel asked breaking me from my trance. I looked back at the man and this time I knew. I knew who he was. "Valtor." I said weakly. Why was he here? Was Daniel working for him? Did he kidnap me for him? I felt myself panicking. The man who is supposed to be my biological father looked straight out from a villian movie. He was in an expensive, perfect suit looking like a person who would never give his time over to normal people.

Leaning down with quiet care, he draped the heavy coat over her sleeping body, tucking the soft fabric around my shoulders to keep the draught away. He stood there for a moment longer, watching her shift under the warmth of his coat, before turning back to his desk. He told himself it was purely natural. A sick surrogate was a useless surrogate. He was simply protecting his property from catching a cold. He ignored the strange, heavy silence that filled his chest as he sat back down to work while she slept under his coat. Hundreds of miles away, back in the bustling heart of the city rain tapped steadily against the glass windows of the central police precinct.

I always knew you to be a very smart man, but then I never expected you would be so easy to get. "Oh really Van", i retorted, " easy to get?, you haven't gotten anything out of me man, it was merely a feather off a chicken's wing. You should always know that I'll always be on top, I am the billionaire" "Billionaire you say?, you don't even have anything as we speak, your company has tons of debts to pay, let's see how you'll recover from that. And oh, when you're busy mourning in trenches, I'll be at the top, the next richest man in all of Canada and even more. Oh Daniel Vuitton, it's such a pleasure seeing you go broke. But who am I to be so cruel to you aye?, worry not my ex-billionaire, I

I can’t even cry, the tears stay trapped, burning behind my eyes, refusing to fall and what finally pulls me back is Anastasia’s voice. She’s talking now, excited, animated going on about what it feels like to be married to the biggest and youngest billionaire in the world. Her voice grates against my ears and every word feels like a jab. A reminder and mockery, that’s when I’ve had enough, I grab the remote and turn off the TV abruptly, the room plunging back into silence. The silence is heavy but it’s better than having to endure that and I lean back in my chair, staring at nothing.