Surrogate For The Ruthless Billionaire Novels & Stories

"What exactly elevates you to a status that she couldn't possibly reach? I know for sure that it's not your kindness or compassion. Hell, it's definitely not your humility." The impact of his words stung harder than a thousand bees. I could feel him slipping away from my grasp already, becoming more and more enamored with the surrogate mother. And there was no way in heaven or in hell that I would make him slip away from me so easily. I would do anything to not let that bitch win over me. I stepped closer to Ethan until we were almost nose-to-nose. "This wasn't the arrangement your mother had with my father. This was not the agreement between our families—"

he continued asking. “I have some qualifications in mind, Shid. First, I need to make sure she’ll agree to all the terms stated in this contract,” I said while holding up the contract he gave me. “Second, of course I’m looking for someone attractive. I’m not about to let an ugly woman become the mother of my child. I want to make sure the genes running in my child’s blood are beautiful,” I added, which immediately made him spit out the liquor he was drinking. “You’re unbelievable. You kept acting like you didn’t want sex involved in your surrogate plan, but it turns out looks and body are part of your requirements too,” he said, shaking his head after recovering.

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?”

"We must go. Now. Before he relocates the prototype or escapes again." Anton finally turned to confront him. The impassive mask of the billionaire was gone. Replaced by raw unvarnished pain. The betrayal was a personal evisceration, leaving him disturbingly vulnerable. "Why?" The question was bare of ornament, a child's plea for sense in an unreasonable world. "The money… he has trust funds. He's not poor. Why would he try to ruin everything?"

Dalziel did not answer her, he just needed Vivian to work for him, negotiating with the people inside could not be done with words alone. Who is Phelmi? He is the richest billionaire in the city, also a tycoon in the commercial world, a famous figure that everyone knows, everyone is afraid and flattered, people like him have two hobbies, one is to like to break the innocence of young girls or girls who look like dolls, the other is to like to collect supercars, and rare supercars from ancient times. The supercars he has in his hands are more than ten, almost all of them are collected from all over the world. Dalziel wants to find another car that satisfies him, this is harder than finding a

she said simply. I stared at her, waiting for the punchline. When it didn’t come, I laughed, a short, bitter sound. "Is this some kind of joke?" "Not at all," she said in all seriousness. "The man in question is a billionaire. He needs a wife, and we need someone desperate enough to take the deal. And Y-O-U, my dear, fits the bill perfectly." The words stung, but I couldn’t deny the truth in them. I was desperate. Homeless. Heartbroken. Seeking revenge.

She spoke so strong like she was the mother. I scratched my head awkwardly not knowing what to say. " See I didn't do anything that will make us start hiding for the rest of our lives at least. I only made a deal with a billionaire and he gave me the money,". " A deal?". " Yes, I made a deal with a big shark and that's how I can about that huge amount of money, are you not satisfied with my answer"?. I asked pulling on her cheeks. Favour eyed me suspiciously and asked to confirm.

I glanced over at Caspian, who stood idly by, seemingly lost in his own world. “I'm leaving no stone unturned in my relentless pursuit of that elusive and cunning woman, Ajax. Don't worry," he reassured her, his voice laced with a soothing tone that gently caressed her anxious heart. I found myself on bended knee, fervently beseeching the heavens for divine intervention. My heart yearned for Caspian's unwavering determination to lead him to her, like a bloodhound on a scent. I vividly remember the moment Rue nestled up next to me. He held the reins of the financial realm within my company. However, it feels as though even the tiniest billion I carefully stashed away in my luxurious penthouse

September Thorne is a name to be feared and complimented in the whole city. At a very young age, he was able to beat old and experienced businessmen. His empire just keeps on growing and growing as time goes by. He's just plainly unstoppable. It was like someone handed him a dull and rusty knife and now he was able to use this as a sharp and fear-consuming sword. He can just take down any business around the city, and almost everyone was aware that his connection outside the boundaries of the city also should never be underestimated. "I'll count. Ten counts, and if you won't voluntarily show yourself, there's no way I'll leave you with any leeway after this."