The Billionaire Surrogate 소설 & 이야기

“And until you get them?” “You’ll remain here.” I stared at him. “Excuse me?” “The mansion is secure. I’ll have the doctor monitor your pregnancy, and Marcus will investigate what happened.” I pushed my chair back slightly. “I don’t remember agreeing to live here.” “Naomi, someone used my genetic material without permission. We don’t know who arranged it or why. I won’t have you walking around without protection while we investigate.” “I agreed to be Ethan’s surrogate, Roman. Not yours.”

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."

The rear door opened. I stood immediately, every muscle in my body braced for whom I was about to face. But the man who stepped out wasn’t him. He was taller and broader. And even from a few feet away, I knew exactly who I was looking at. “You,” I said, before I could stop myself. Killian didn’t answer right away. He stood at the edge of the sidewalk, jaw tight, eyes moving from me to the apartment door behind me. “I got an anonymous call twenty minutes ago, telling me my surrogate’s family has a debt issue I should know about before things go any further”

There were even some who became influencers, socialites, and, just as interestingly, sugar babies of wealthy businessmen. "You two haven't changed at all from college until now, huh?" Indriana teased Chacha and Arianna. Being a socialite herself, she appeared to be the most flamboyantly dressed that afternoon. Born to the heir of a gold tycoon, Indriana had always loved wearing layers of jewelry, earning her the nickname of a walking gold store on campus. "Well, what can we do? Chacha and I aren't power rangers who can transform," Arianna joked casually.

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 asked him. He chuckled, "Do I have a choice? Besides, my door need fixing and Grayson is in charge with that. So, you don't have a choice either." I shook my head because somehow he's right, since my desperate foot lead my way here and made me the billionaire's surrogate. However, I don't quite understand why I need to have a bunch of bodyguard. Is there's something I missed about Grayson? Or he's such a psychopath who want to make sure I wouldn't dare escaping him? Who cares if he's a psychopath who's looking for a girl to be his surrogate? Well, I do.

It was too good to be real. I told her, "Thank you so much for this opportunity." "You're welcome." She paused and added, "You are going to be a surrogate for Dax Ryan." That was one part of the position not advertised in the paper. I wondered why he needed a surrogate. My mouth dropped open and I asked, "You mean Dax Ryan, CEO of Ryan Inc.? I'd be a surrogate for a CEO of this successful company? How was this possible? She nodded and I tried to wrap my mind around what I had gotten myself into. I was just a waitress struggling to pay rent. I was way too ordinary to be carrying his child, and this thought made me nervous. That was a lot of pressure for me.

When she crawled into bed with him, he’d thought she was trying to seduce him, but he could smell the wine on her breath. Arthur intended to just sleep that night and he’d deal with it in the morning, but then Caleb had caught her scent and had overrode all of his rational thought. He’d had just one singular urge: to claim her. And he had. One night stands weren’t foreign to him, but something had made him follow her in the morning and after listening to the fight she’d had with her fiance, he knew that her dreams aligned with his. He’d had the idea for a surrogate almost immediately, but he had know idea how he was going to get her to agree. She didn’t seem like the type that would be swaye

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.

She began to sob. “Shit! I am sorry, I didn’t mean to blame you for any of this.” Killian spoke softly and approached her. Bethany scooted away from him. “Hey… I am sorry. Look, I hired her as a surrogate. This is all transactional.” He explained. Bethany held a smirk behind the curtains of her hair. A surrogate? Nothing more? Her plan to get rid of her had just proven to be swift.