The Billionaire's Surrogate Novels & Stories

Chloe woke to her phone ringing on the nightstand, vibrations rattling against the wood like an alarm that wouldn’t stop. She grabbed it, squinting at the screen, and her stomach twisted hard. The leaked surrogacy contract had detonated overnight. Headlines screamed across every platform. "Paid Surrogate or Gold-Digger Wife? King Contract Exposes Millions in Payoff", "Chloe Bennett: From Bakery to Billionaire Bank Account". The comment sections were vicious. "She trapped him with the twins. Classic plus-size hustle."

“And there are multiple accounts like this. Different amounts. Different frequencies. But all going to offshore locations where we can’t easily trace them.” Mia felt sick. “He’s making millions from this operation.” “At least,” Jake said. “The surrogacy payments alone are five million per woman. Times seven women. That’s thirty-five million just in what he’s paid out to the surrogates. Which means he’s making far more than that selling the babies.” “How much would someone pay for a baby?” Mia asked. “Internationally?” Jake said. “Hundreds of thousands. Maybe more for a healthy infant with good genetics from intelligent, attractive parents.”

Her dignity had already been trampled upon by this man over and over again. But she did not want to be a surrogate. She was not ready to get pregnant. She hadn’t finished college yet and got her dream job. She was yet to enjoy her youthful days. How could she give all that away? “Master Reid, please I beg you if that is what you want me to do. Please, I don’t want to be your surrogate. I get it… I get that you used a lot of money to buy me. but I can pay you in other ways. It doesn’t have to be like this.” Olivia cried as she messily wiped the tears from her eyes.

he said pointing to the chair where I sat down "I just wasn't prepared, I don't know this would happen so suddenly" "What do you think a surrogate is?" he asked me "I surrogate just have to carry a child," I said "In the contract, it was written clearly what will happen, and you said the earlier the better yourself," he said "I think this just proves you can't do this," he said getting up, "What about your family?" I asked him "I will figure something out, I can not bed a person afraid of me"

The only person who had held onto them was me. “How can I help you?” I asked quietly, staring at the man who had changed. “Be the surrogate,” he said, his voice slow and painful. Surrogate? His words crashed down on me like a ton of bricks. He wanted me to be a Surrogate for Sarah and him? “I beg you,” he pleaded, his chest rising “I don’t want to see her sad. She wanted a child, Violet. And you’re the only one I trust.”

“Hope you know why you are here in the first place! , tomorrow you will go straight to the address that I will send you later in the night!” He said without raiding a brow to look at her. “I heard you need a lot of money for your sister's surgery, I can actually help with that” “be the surrogate! save your sister!! When the words left his mouth, Chloe froze in her tracks. Her head spinning!!!

How I wish he was here to tell me all this was some sick imagination or dream. But ghost doesn't speak. “Who is he?” I asked, my eyes still fixed outside the window. She didn't answer. I didn't expect her to. She even dressed better than I did. “I deserve to know.” A long silence, then, “Was a man with influence, power and money.” “I believe that's not all to tell about him.” She sighed this time, irritated. “He was a billionaire. Cold, private and dangerous, some say.” My breath caught. “Dangerous?”

Andrew said, his voice rising. Manny went quiet. She didn't care whose fault it was, she wasn't selling her baby. “So what happens to your girlfriend then?" Manny asked remembering the lady with him at the hospital. Andrew looked confused at the question that Manny asked. “Cece isn't my girlfriend, she's just a surrogate that I hired.” Andrew said. “So that's why." Manny whispered to herself not wanting Andrew to hear. No one in their right senses will want to associate themselves with the likes of him.

Alice pleaded, wondering if she had fallen into the hands of a vampire prince or perhaps a mafia ruler, as she had read about in books. "your worst nightmare" "What?" "My name is Arnold Hawthorne, and I am the CEO and heir to the Hawthorne corporate empire. I won't say this again, so pay attention. You are going to be my surrogate bride because I am the youngest billionaire in Country B and beyond and nobody can escape my vengeance. You will become the mother of my heir." Arnold murmured inanely and in a detached manner. seated across from her on the bed. How come?" Alice was taken aback by his statements and gasped.

“I’ll date you. Be your girlfriend. Go to events, take pictures. We’ll make it look real.” He looked at me like I was a joke. “You think your company is worth three million dollars?” “You want me to live with you, act like your wife, and have your kids for three million dollars? A surrogate gets paid that much for one baby!” I shot back. “Then go for a surrogate,” he said with a shrug. “That takes time! I don’t have time!” “You don’t seem to have much sense, either,” he said, tapping my forehead like I was stupid. “This is your only way out.”