Billionaire's Surrogate Novels & Stories

He didn't have a reason to, but now he did. “Besides,” I started, my voice tighter than I intended, “we know nothing about the surrogate’s history, or her medical records, or her family background. How can anyone even know if this woman is really suitable for being the surrogate?” I leaned back, crossing my arms, trying to mask the unease gnawing at me. “I mean, shouldn’t we have checked all of that before anything… before her being pregnant?” Xavier ran a hand down his face and let out a sigh, one that somehow carried both frustration and something softer, almost pleading.

“Don’t get too attached to the child in your womb. It’s not yours, after all.” The words hit me like a punch to the chest, and for a moment, I couldn’t breathe. My heart twisted painfully, but I forced myself to stay composed. Turning to her, I managed a tight, almost defiant smile. “I know that,” I said, my voice steady despite the ache in my chest. “This child is only my ticket to getting out of a miserable life.” The satisfaction in Hillary’s eyes was subtle but unmistakable. That’s exactly what she wanted to hear. Good. Let her think I was just another greedy surrogate here for the paycheck.

Emily asked, confused, as she pulled her brows together. “You know what I mean, Emily,” Vanessa said with a shrug as she struggled not to roll her eyes. Yes, she had come to Emily, but then again, Emily needed to understand the situation that was at stake, what the news of her childbirth situation and the identity of the surrogate mother would do to the multi-billion-dollar company. So it was best if this NDA was signed and cleared out of the way. “Oh, so now I’m a threat to the rich, big-ass billionaires that need my help?” Emily said, throwing her hands in the air as she moved over to her oven, which Becca had helped turn off.

The first lady added. " Yeah, I heard that too, even a distant cousin of mine became a surrogate for a wealthy family outside town and she got $600000 as an advance payment and she will still get $600000 after she delivered the baby". The second lady said. " And some good people still pays monthly for feeding and clothing or even get you an apartment". " Yeah, that's true and it's nice but I'm too emotional to do such a thing. What if I refuse to hand over the baby when I finally gives birth "

“Billionaire’s Nanny Revealed as Surrogate Mother of the Willoughby Twins.” The headline glares at me from the screen, with each word like a punch. There’s a picture of me outside the Willoughby house. I remember that day. I was holding Bernard’s backpack, laughing at something Bernice said. The article zooms in on that moment, calls me ‘the mysterious woman who reentered the billionaire’s life under the guise of childcare.’ I can’t breathe. I scroll through, my hands trembling. There’s more — photos of Alex and me at the park, a clip from the flower shop’s I*******m showing me arranging lilies, a line that says:

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.

But this man here, Logan Carter the self made billionaire son of Arthur Carter wanted me to be the surrogate mother of his children. “Is this not the strangest offer ever? Why would he even want a surrogate mother when literally any girl will give anything to be with him?” I stared at him confused. “But why me? Why do you want a surrogate mother? Why don't you get a wife to give you children instead?” I wanted to understand the situation.

“I am worried about you.” Her breath caught. “I am only the surrogate,” she whispered. Alejandro studied her carefully. “You are a woman carrying a child that relies on you. You should not be stressed.” Her heart thumped painfully. “I do what I can.” “And if you need anything,” he said slowly, “you tell me.” Valerie looked away. “I do not want to cause trouble.” Alejandro stepped closer. She felt the shift in the air before he spoke again. “You are not trouble.”

It was the latter that used up all the money she had worked and saved to support herself and asher. Times are hard and the welfare for children had made a decision to take Asher away since the young lady can't afford a basic life for him. It is this reason that forced her to heed Michelle's advice the moment he told her about a job of being a surrogate for a billionaire called Blaze Lucas Campbell.

"The cops? The cops won't touch anything involving Killian Blackwood." I’d thought they were just urban legends, meant to scare off the new girls. After all, ten billion dollars was a hell of an incentive. If I could just give the mysterious billionaire CEO, Killian Blackwood, a healthy heir, I could pay off all the debt my father left behind. Those numbers haunted my dreams. Five million in medical bills. Three million in loans. Two million in interest. That ten-million-dollar anchor was dragging me under. I couldn't breathe. I had no choice but to stay.