Mistake Surrogate For The Ruthless Billionaire Novels & Stories

The silence in the room is palpable as we both state at each other, I cross my fingers underneath the desk in anticipation and worry Dr William is quiet but his gaze on me tells me that he is trying to read into my head. He’s trying to know why I am trying to be a surrogate. It’s not that hard to figure out. I need money. “I want to help someone achieve their dream.” He smiles, “Do you know what it takes to be a surrogate? You are very young, Miss Levy. Are you sure you want to do this?”

This was how vicious he was to those dishonest on their ways of life and also had fun in deceiving people. "I'm sorry, I can't just hand the baby over without knowing fully what your intentions are towards him nor his mother," The woman shook her head, appearing brave but deep down, she was scared out of her wits. Thinking of the benefits she was going to gets from pretending to really care, she couldn't help but lick her lips in anticipation. The young billionaire of course noticed this and was immediately disgusted. He badly wanted to teach her a lesson not to pretend to act kind but since Joanna's life was still on the line and he also knew she had to be urgently treated, he shook his hea

But beneath that, she understood the truth. Lucas was a Cassian. There was nothing he couldn't buy. He had been able to keep her status hidden from Samuel and Violet for two years, buying her enough time to prepare for the awarding events, for her debut. He silenced gossip columns, bought off photographers, and threatened anyone who came too close to spread theories about her and her past identity. The man could make problems disappear with a signature on cheques. "Anyway, here's a card. I already bought a place nearby so you don't have to stay somewhere else." Lucas placed a card on the desk with an address written on it. The gesture was casual, as if purchasing real estate was as simple as

"The Lawsons will save themselves. They’ll hire the best lawyers in the country, they’ll fire the Millers, they’ll pay a massive fine, and they’ll pretend it was all a big misunderstanding. But for the next five months, Mark is going to be too busy sitting in deposition rooms to care about what you're doing at the marketing firm. He’s a survivor, Ariana. He’ll choose his inheritance over his obsession every single time." He leaned his head back against the headrest and closed his eyes. In the shadows of the car, he didn't look like a threat. He looked like a man who had used the only weapon he had—his brain—to solve a problem that was standing in his way. "Lucia can call me a ghost," Adrian

What a way to die. My skin prickled with unease, but I was in too deep to back out now. I tugged my red dress down a bit, letting the neckline plunge as low as decency allowed. If I was going to catch Maruska Romanovich's eye, I needed to bring my A-game. Being a surrogate for a dangerous mafia lord without his knowledge? Yeah, not the safest gig, but the payout would be life-changing. A shaky, disbelieving laugh, and then I made my way toward the long, sleek bar. It was the perfect spot to get my bearings in this huge den of depraved elite.

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.

Screw his image now. She grabbed her purse and got into her car. She quickly drove to his office and got out. She was greeted at the door, but when security moved to alert Nathaniel that his wife was in the building she stopped them. "Let it be a surprise," she said sweetly. They looked shocked to see her, but even more shocked to see her dressed so differently than the proper, rich wife she always dressed like. Her pants were tight enough to leave almost nothing to the imagination. But she needed to dress like a badass because she needed to feel like one. She needed that confidence.

I asked him, already getting angry. But then he chuckled lightly and stood up from his seat. He walked up to me and placed his hands on my shoulders. “Because this man, this billionaire who you so much want to be a surrogate for, is not who he seems. He’s a very dangerous person and there’s more to it than that. But I can’t say,” he said.

"Amber, are you insane? Mr. Smith is a brilliant man, but he is ruthless. If the board finds out this is a stunt to get Victoria's father off his back, they’ll ruin him—and they’ll ruin you too." "I don't have anything left to lose, Martha," I said, folding my spare uniform and placing it neatly inside my suitcase. "A week ago, I was helping an ex-boyfriend pay off a car he used to cheat on me. Four days ago, I was down to my last four dollars. This is a million dollars. I can survive six months of pretending to love a grumpy billionaire for that." Martha sighed, shaking her head, but she reached out and patted my shoulder. "Just be careful, dear. In that world, the knives come wrapped in ve

She muttered, holding her swollen belly, "If you do this, you'll destroy us, You'll destroy out child's future. Think about it, Rod." "Why would you do this to us? To me... I thought we were friends?" Nathan inquired, still unable to believe all this was true. "Friends? Hardly! You see Nathan, I used to work in a classy place before I met you. Guess what, I was fired and you know why because women were in the picture. We got fired and our lives got ruined because of his mistake. When I met you, you made the same mistake but I wasn't ready to suffer for your sins."