Novel & Cerita The Billionaire Surrogate

My jaw dropped. He's not a broke Billionaire. At this rate, he's a trillionaire! I just stepped into a beautiful world filled with lies with my trillionaire.

She bites her lip. "But what about everything else?" She takes a step away from me and then back towards me as she considers my words and the intentions behind them. "I'm not sure what you're proposing, Mr Thorne." Then she exhales a long breath. "Why don't I help you look for someone more willing to be your surrogate?" She hems and haws and then clears her throat. "Especially when it's a complete medical process, and there's no intimacy required. Anyone else would be willing to do this more than me if they need the money." Putting my hands in my pockets, I give up.

I headed upstairs I froze the next minute. “We are buying a new one tomorrow.We got money from a man.A rich man .He visited this afternoon and wants you be his surrogate” “He wants an heir” “He’s in love with your bodily features” My mother dropped the bomb. “Your nose, honey” She tapped My Father's nose gently “Rylee, we are rich. He paid one hundred thousand dollars as a deposit and he promised to pay more” “Only if you accept to be his surrogate”

“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.

She hunched on her knees as the car began to move, her mind racing back to a conversation she had with her aunt a few days ago. Her uncle raised her after her parents died. He was kind and sympathetic to her. However, her aunt didn't like her. She had always treated her badly as if she were a burden to the family. When her uncle's company was about to go bankrupt, her aunt begged her to save the business and the family. She pleaded with her to repay their upbringing. Natasha, who couldn’t see her uncle in distress, promised her to do whatever she could to save the company. But she did not expect her aunt to ask her for surrogacy. She initially refused, but after seeing her painful expression

written in large letters, making me frown even before I could read the entire document. “That’s a contract, Grace, but it’s not a simple one. I’ll be honest with you—the contract is about becoming a surrogate mother. I know someone who’s willing to pay any amount just to find a woman who can carry his child,” Miko explained directly, making me stare at him again. “So… I’ll get pregnant in exchange for money, is that it?” I asked in confusion even though his explanation was already clear. Miko nodded while Calix quietly listened to our conversation.

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.

She needed to distance herself. She needed to create space. She needed to finish this surrogacy safely and leave with her one million dollars. But the moment she closed her eyes, the memory of Alejandro’s touch returned with painful clarity. She pressed a pillow against her face and whispered into the fabric. “This cannot continue. It cannot.” But her body did not listen. Her heart did not listen. And the world around her was shifting into something dangerous. Something she could no longer control.

“Hello? I’m completely lost here, Trinity.” She scooted closer to me, with a dead serious expression on her face. “You are newly pregnant. And there is a billionaire who wants a surrogate, to carry his baby. The money, benefits and allowances he is willing to pay the woman who will do that is enough to make her a filthy rich millionaire for life.” She placed a hand on my thigh. “You can be the surrogate. I will make the paperwork convincing. That baby you want to abort, will become his. And you instantly become rich.” I stared speechlessly.

“I went alright, met the man I am supposed to have his baby and even went over to his house, it was almost settled. After nine months I am to be paid $80000 and then taken care of for five years after. Do you know how wonderful that is?” “Liz! Being a surrogate is a very big decision, I can’t believe you made such decision without telling me and how do you think your mother would feel when she hears you had to get pregnant to foot her bills, she would blow the roof down. Come on, this isn’t you talking.” “Well it is not going to happen ever again because I yelled at the man in question, you know Jason the billionaire whose family is literally involved in all things that make the world runnin