The Billionaire's Virgin Surrogate
“Christian and I—“ I started and he leaned closer, almost like he was desperate to hear my response.
I paused.
If he knew the truth, why did he need to ask me?
Why did he look so curious?
I averted my gaze, my fingers twisting together in a nervous tangle.
What if this was a trap? A carefully laid snare designed to catch me in a lie?
“Christian…” I started hesitantly, my voice barely above a whisper. Summoning what little courage I had, I lifted my gaze to meet his. “Christian and I have been seeing each other,” I admitted, licking my dry lips. “That’s the truth.”
He grunted, unimpressed, and beckoned to one of the men standing behind him. He soon approached with a file in hand.
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