The Billionaire's Abandoned Surrogate Novels & Stories

“You think because you’re behind bars, you’re safe? I own this building more than the people who built it.” His breath hitched. I leaned closer, my face inches from his. “Talk. Who paid you? Who told you to leak information about the surrogacy? And don’t bother lying. I already know it’s connected to Nathan and his father.” His eyes darted nervously, his composure crumbling like wet paper. “They came to me weeks ago,” he whispered, shaking. “The Governor’s men. Said they knew about the surrogacy. They wanted… everything. The embryo file, the procedure notes, even the nurse who assisted.”

Now she was on a secret phone call, whispering about a billionaire, surrogacy, and something that sounded dangerously close to captivity. Ava played the message again. “I’m being held in his estate. I’m pregnant. I signed a surrogacy contract but it’s a lie. Naomi’s here too. Alive, but barely. I need help.” Ava exhaled sharply, pulled up a browser, and typed: Dominic Voss. The search yielded what she expected: clean press, billion-dollar companies, smiling photos in Armani suits. But she knew how that worked. The glossier the image, the filthier the cover-up.

"I brought her into the mansion as a surrogate, but she can't be a faithful surrogate, so I've canceled the contract." "A faithful surrogate? Why cancel the contract?" I asked, squinting at him as I tried to understand what he was saying. Did they have a misunderstanding? Where is Scarlett then? They're supposed to have called me to settle any misunderstanding, I was good at that. "We're visiting an orphanage tomorrow where I'll adopt a son, and after that, we'll cancel the contract, and let the mass media know about it, so the pack wouldn't have high hopes anymore," he announced, leaving me wide-eyed, my mouth agape in shock.

Maximus’ POV. The Manhattan Tribune July 20, 2025 / Breaking News Real Estate, Tech, and Finance Billionaire CEO, Maximus Wallace was facing backlash amidst the surrogate mother advertisement that he put out in all media outlet. The billionaire bachelor that recently look for a woman to bear his child suddenly stopped the application and a reliable source said that no one got the job—no one passed the application. Now, everyone was asking what happened? Did the bachelor have a cold feet or the surrogate mother ads is just a hoax, just a strategy to gain new investors?

“Mr Valesca, pleasure to have you here sir. May we speak in my office?“ Oh, now I see why he acted like he owned the place. The Valescas are the wealthiest family in Manhattan, if not the whole of new York. They've been for generations and I doubt that is going anywhere. I huff, casting a pitiful glance at the receptionist who's wiping away a few tears that have managed to escape from the encounter. As I'm about to get into my blue beat down Toyota Corolla, a voice whispers in my mind 'Liora, this is your chance. The billionaire needs a surrogate. Go now and get that money.' My hand freezes on the door handle. Yes. This could be my chance. He's desperate, I'm desperate. This would work out p

The three of them laughing happily around the streets as he held her hands affectionately. “Alright can you continue telling me what you were about to tell me?” he asked. “Dad, I offered myself as a surrogate for a mysterious billionaire. I don’t know his name or how he looked like. We agreed that it would be easier if either of us didn’t know the other.” Her father shot her a dark stare. Camila could see how he was trying to control his temper.

I had worked up an appetite, after all. My legs were a little stiff from last night’s activities, so I decided to skip my workout and relax by the pool in the sun. As I read a book on my Kindle, I thought about how crazy it all was. First, I had signed a contract to have a billionaire’s baby. The natural way. Now I was having threesomes with his valet and personal assistant. I couldn’t believe this was my life. I certainly never expected things to go this way when I submitted my file to the surrogate agency. And I hadn’t even gotten pregnant yet!

Somehow, even when the conversation became serious, he still couldn’t stop himself from mixing jokes into what he said. “So what are you suggesting now?” I asked seriously, ignoring the nonsense he said earlier. “What I’m suggesting is that you still get a surrogate mother—or maybe more of a baby maker if you’re planning to use the woman’s own egg cell to create the heir of Martinez Corp. But before any of that happens, you need to talk to the girl first and make her sign a contract stating that she can’t make any claims against you after giving birth. And that the child she carries will only be yours, not hers,” he said seriously this time.

“Yep. I suppose your brother told you about our situation.” “Not exactly. What I really want to know is how you two met.” She sounds like a little school girl. “Oh, gosh. Do I give you the PG version that I’m saving for when Liam asks me that very same question one day, or the truth?” I ask. I feel like I can be myself with her, and I slowly let my defenses down. “Roughly six years ago I responded to a Craigslist ad looking for a surrogate. I was desperate for money at the time because my brother needed lifesaving surgery. There was one catch,” I say.

**Hidden Ally:** Bella secretly helps John from within the Willow family, motivated by her guilt for falsely accusing him in the past. 3. **Ariel's Secret:** Ariel had a previous relationship with Vincent, which she has kept from John, fearing it will damage their trust. 4. **John's Real Heritage:** John discovers he is the illegitimate son of a billionaire, making him the rightful heir to a fortune larger than Vincent’s or the Armstrongs’. 5. **Lady Willow’s Regret:** Lady Willow turns against Vincent when she realizes his true intentions, but her help comes at a cost—she demands John reconcile with Rachael.