Mistake Surrogate For The Ruthless Billionaire Novels & Stories

She says interrupting. "Can I finish?" I pause before continuing. "And I am old-" She interrupted, "You are a multi-billionaire, you literally make people shit themselves when you enter a room, an amazing father and my husband." I didn't even realize I was smiling. "I love you." "I love you too, old man." She says snuggling up to me tight. "By the way, do you know who Leo is?" "Who the fuck is Leo?" "I asked the same thing."

"You shouldn't speak to a madam like that. Especially to a billionaire's wife." "Oh my goodness." She sniggered, and breathed out via her mouth, smiling like she was proud of herself. "You also shouldn't speak like this to a lady you know nothing about. And, especially to a Billionaire's Surrogate." She stated firmly, causing me to gape again and involuntarily move my lips without being able to say anything. The wrath I felt worsened, and that made my face wrinkle into a glare. How could anyone say that to me? A whole Trisha Flores?!

The most urgent thing now was to solve the problem. “Stop crying. I can compensate you.” As a businessman, especially a predator standing at the top of the pyramid with power in his hands, Calder had always believed there was nothing money could not solve. The word compensate shattered Nola all over again. “Compensate me? With what? Money? Do you think having money makes you so great? Even if you give me all the money in the world, can it turn me back into who I was before?” Nola hugged her knees. Big tears rolled down one after another. She looked helpless and pitiful, like an innocent little animal trapped in a hunter’s snare.

As I reached to take it, my fingers brushed against his. ​My hand lingered half a second too long, completely forgetting to pull away. I noticed the familiar roughness of his thumb, and my mind instantly remembered the quiet, late-night promises he used to whisper against my skin before everything fell apart. I froze, my breath catching in my throat. I looked up at him, and for a split second, the mask of the billionaire cracked. His eyes darkened, his gaze dropping to my mouth as he felt the same surge. For that one heartbeat, he wasn't a powerful executive or a strategist. He was just Damien, and he wanted me.

I sat in my car for a long time, staring at my phone. Dominic Westbrook is terrified. The cold, calculating billionaire who treats everything like a transaction is scared. Somehow that makes this whole insane situation feel slightly more bearable. Or maybe it just means we're both about to make the biggest mistake of our lives. Either way, there's no turning back now.

he cut in, still not facing me. I clenched my fists in fury. “Is that really all that matters to you this minute?” He turned slowly, eyes suddenly locking on mine. “It matters alot to me because I’m not just a man, Amara. I’m the billionaire, Damian Kane. The world you know we'll doesn’t afford me the luxury of rumors. A mistake for me isn’t a headline, it’s definitely war.” I swallowed hard, my throat burning from his harsh words. “So I’m a mistake to you right now?”

She flapped her arms in excitement. “Mama!” “I see it, baby. It’s a penguin. Can you say penguin?” She didn’t even try. She just grinned and reached out for it. An older woman approached us. “I saw the three of you and had to come by and pay my compliments. You’re an adorable little family.” I looked at Anthony, expecting him to correct her. Oh, she’s just the nanny. She’s my surrogate and my nanny. It’s actually a complicated story—

At that moment, he didn't care if he was messing with the Storm empire heir, all he felt was anger and a hint of regret. “Point of correction, I'm the billionaire, not my father! So don't even think of messing with me or what's mine, I could end your business in just a snap of my finger,” Liam fired back. He couldn't understand why he felt the need to compete with the man before him, it felt as if he posed a threat on something he owned. Blake cowered at his words, feeling a chill run down his spine. “It's not over,” he said before he turned to leave, his lover hot on his trail as she was left standing there.

ONE of them asked. The billionaire did not even bother to answer. His henchmen took his silence for consent, and one of them pulled out their weapon. “I am not Alexander!” my voice rang louder than I thought it would, and real fear hit at the pit of my stomach as the chair turned around and I finally found myself face to face with the most ruthless billionaire in the entire country. I shut my eyes, believing that my punishment would be worse if I dared to look at him. “What joke is this Justin? Why do you bring me a fucking woman in place of Alexander?”

RUTH sat sadly on the edge of the bed, feeling the sorrow crossing from Lush's eyes to her, now enveloping her entire being. Lush Miguel's as a great grandchild is exceptionally kind, a loving individual, despite being the heir to immense wealth. It's delightful that despite his status, he remains so kind and humble. The parents who raised a billionaire like her boss are truly admirable. Then there's her – a poor girl used and taken advantage of him for money. She didn't want to dwell on it, but Baron once mentioned that he had a father who harbored anger and never acknowledged him. Baron had a different heart from Lush.