Novel & Cerita Surrogate Girlfriend

“And somehow, you still came? I told you not to meddle with our lives, right? You’re just my surrogate. You don’t have to play friends with my girlfriend.” She bit her lip in frustration. “Your “so-called” girlfriend was the one who invited me here and insisted that I stay. I decided to be civil with her since we’ll be involved in each other’s lives from now on, but the moment I got here, she tried to drug me and feed me to her male friend!” “Alina wouldn’t do that,” he said. “Well, maybe you don’t know her like how others do. Maybe your parents were right all along and are doing all of this for a good reason! Because Alina’s not a good person, and you're fucking blind not to see that.”

"In order to make money for her boyfriend, Jay, to take care of the contract, Eliza shamelessly went to become a surrogate mother. Even if we knew, we wouldn't be willing to care about the baby..." Another layer of frost appeared on Beau's face. Did she do all these for that Jay... He thought of the night when she had just married him. On that day, she sat on the sofa, watching the news of Jay and Madeleine while drinking. He still remembered that day, she held him pitifully and asked him not to dislike her being dirty... It turned out that the reason why Jay thought she was dirty was that she had become a surrogate mother in order to make money so that Jay could terminate the contract!

Greg felt that Suzan might have misunderstood, so he immediately corrected her emphatically: “The leap in social class is difficult to break. Suzan, you and Jason are not from the same world. To put it more bluntly and cruelly: You have been married and divorced. If you want to be Jason's legal mate, you are not qualified. You cannot enter the Blood Red Pack's gate. But you can be his girlfriend for a certain period, and that’s enough. Let’s put it this way, Suzan, as long as you make Jason happy, he can give you a lot of resources that you will never get in this life. Then, if you firmly seize this period and manage well, your life will undergo earth-shaking changes in the future... The poi

I blinked at Lydia, my mouth opening and closing like a goldfish, because what she had just said sounded utterly absurd. “Lydia,” I began, my voice sharp, bordering on incredulous, “that is ridiculous. Thousands of surrogates around the world give birth without ever having a proper connection to their donor families. It’s not some…some magical bond that has to exist for it to work. It’s a transaction, a responsibility, not…” I stopped myself, realizing my words were tumbling out too fast, too heated. “Not a relationship.” Lydia leaned back, folding her arms and letting a small, knowing smile curl on her lips, the kind that made me want to slap her because it was so infuriatingly composed.

“My brother is Angelo Cross. You might have heard of him. ”I have. Everyone has. Billionaire CEO, ruthless businessman, the kind of man who destroys companies before breakfast. His face is on magazine covers and business articles. Cold gray eyes and a reputation for being untouchable. “What does this have to do with me?” “He needs a surrogate.” Austin’s smile sharpens. “Someone to carry his child for nine months. The pay is excellent fifty thousand monthly, plus five hundred thousand at birth. ”My heart stutters. That kind of money would save Mom. Pay off every bill. Give us time.

“Not a chance.” I leaned in slightly, my eyes locking onto hers. “He is mine.” I watched her carefully. Waiting. For something. Anything. A reaction. A crack. But she just stood there. Still. Quiet. Like she was somewhere else entirely. My lips curved slightly. “You’re just a surrogate,” I added, my tone sharper now. “Why do you always come into the picture?” The frustration slipped through. Unfiltered. “To spoil things,” I continued. “Just like your mother did.”

The bedroom door opened. Moonlight stretched across the room, pale and quiet. He set her down on the bed. For a moment, neither spoke. “This isn’t love,” he said. “I know,” she whispered. “This is survival.” He leaned down. And when his lips met hers The lie didn’t hold. It was everything they had buried, breaking through at once. Her hands found him without thinking, gripping his shoulders. He stilled for half a breath. Then he kissed her back. Harder.

Every time she closed her eyes, the image of Gabriel's face sighing above her body always popped up. She opened her eyes again, then blinked a few times, trying to dispel the ridiculous image. Then she tried to replace Gabriel's face with the face of her mom who was lying weakly on the hospital bed. She had to stay in this place whatever the conditions so Olivia was willing to pay for it. According to the contract she signed, if after the first sexual intercourse, she did not become pregnant then she had to do a second, third, fourth, and fifth try. If she still wasn't pregnant, then her job would be over and Olivia would pay her accordingly.

"Not your business." "There's no way Arianna has a partner, Ga," Denisa said. "As far as I know, her only boyfriend is you. It's a shame, though, considering she's supposed to be beautiful. Even now, she works at Pasific. From what I know, the guys at Pasific are handsome and cool. But it seems like Chacha and Arianna don't have partners there." "Don't act like you know everything," Chacha retorted irritably. Getting emotional, she shot them a disapproving look. "You guys have no idea that Arianna's partner is way above any of yours."

Furthermore, Kayla's skin was without blemish, why Karen has a birthmark at her back. Not everyone knew about this apart from their father James Cameron. The two sisters loved each other very much because right from when they were little, their mom and dad always taught them to look out for each other, and always be on the go to help each other when the need arises. Since Karen was the quiet one, she was the one susceptible to bully, and in this case, Karen was the one who always defended her. Kayla is somewhat stubborn and always involved in fights, so whenever she come home injured, it was Karen who always tended to her wounds.