Eloise POV
Pushing open the door of the Doctor's office, I saw Ivy sitting across her work desk. She occasionally tapped her fingers on the desk anxiously while biting hard on her bottom lip. I could tell that something was eating her up, something related to me and my unborn child. My heart raced, but I tried as much as possible to keep myself in check. Wasting no further time, I walked into the office in a hurry and pulled a chair out. “Ivy, are you okay? You seem tense.” I pointed out as I sat down. Ivy flinched at the unexpected sound of my voice, and she cleared her throat as she sat upright. “I'm fine, Eloise. It's just that-” Ivy paused, staring at my belly while biting her lip. “It's just what?” I bugged her, my body growing visibly tense, no matter how I tried to conceal it. “You asked me to come here as soon as possible, yet you're keeping me in suspense, Ivy. What's wrong with my baby? Please speak to me.” Ivy breathed in and out slowly before meeting my curious gaze. “Eloise,” she began. “The sperm we used for your insemination… wasn’t Damian’s. It belonged to someone else.” She revealed, and my eyes widened for a moment, but the next second I was in disbelief. 'What did she just say? How could such a mistake happen? How can I be carrying the child of another man? No … This can't be happening. There's something else that I don't know.' “W-what, did you say? That the sperm you inseminated me with isn't Damien's? Are you sure of what you're saying, Ivy? If the child doesn't belong to Damien, then who the hell does it belong to?!” I demanded, almost raising my voice. At my demand to know whose sperm I was inseminated with, Ivy's gaze began darting everywhere in the office but at me which did not only show how hesitant she was to tell me who the father of my child was, but it also proved that she was hiding away a big secret from me. But I needed answers and not silence, so I slammed my hand against her table. “Say something, Ivy! What's going on? What are you hiding away from me? Who the hell is my baby's father, Ivy Reid!” “The sperm does not belong to Damien! It belongs to Dante Romano, a billionaire tycoon with a cold and ruthless reputation, Eloise.” Ivy suddenly yelled out, making my whole body freeze. 'What did she just say?' “W-what?” I stuttered. “Yes, Eloise. You heard me right. You were accidentally inseminated with Mr. Romano's sperm.” Ivy confirmed, and I found myself in a greater disbelief because I've always heard about him from almost everywhere! He owns the Romano Industries, a powerful real estate and tech empire in California and across different states. He is mysteriously known to be single and never seen with a woman. Rumored to be dangerous, powerful, and secretive. “Dante needed an heir, not a wife,” Ivy stated calmly, though there was an unmistakable edge to her voice. “That’s why he paid the hospital to find a surrogate. But due to a medical error… you were inseminated instead of the woman I originally selected.” My breath hitched. “What?” Ivy exhaled sharply, gripping the edge of the desk. “To make matters worse, the original surrogate’s procedure failed. Which means… you’re the only one successfully carrying his child.” A cold shiver ran down my spine. “So what do we do now? Should we tell Dante about the mistake and try to—” “No!” Ivy’s voice rose in a panicked whisper as she shot up from her chair, cutting me off. Her eyes flashed with urgency. “We can’t tell him. If Dante finds out, I’ll lose my medical license. And worse, Eloise, we could lose our lives.” Her tone was serious, and I realized why she was so tensed and anxious earlier. “What do we do now?” I asked, my voice steady, though my mind raced for a solution. Hiding the truth from Dante Romano was nearly impossible. He was ruthless, powerful, and well-connected. If we tried to deceive him, he would find out eventually. Ivy met my gaze, her expression grim. “You need to terminate the pregnancy. Immediately.” A sharp gasp escaped me. “What?” “It’s the only way to fix this before it spirals out of control.” She persuaded. I drew back my chair from the table, shock, and fury crashing through me. “Never! How could you even suggest that?” My voice trembled. “You made a mistake, Ivy, not me. And now, you want me to give up the one thing I’ve always dreamed of? Do you have any idea how many years I’ve longed for a child of my own? How many times I’ve prayed for this chance? Now that I have it, you expect me to throw it away just like that?” I shook my head firmly. “No. I refuse. I’m keeping this baby, and I will tell Dante Romano the truth.” A sharp intake of breath sounded behind us. “What truth are you about to tell me?” The deep, commanding voice sent a chill down my spine. The office door had been pushed open without warning. I saw how Ivy’s entire body stiffened, her face draining of color as she stared behind me, wide-eyed in horror. “Mr. Dante Romano?” Ivy whispered, her voice barely audible. I turned slowly, my pulse thundering in my ears. I went rigid, my breath catching as my gaze locked onto the man standing in the doorway. He was a 6’3 with jet black neatly styled hair, and a piercing icy blue eyes that showed how cold and ruthless he was in every way. But it also confirmed that he was hotter in person compared to what I had always seen on the TV screen and the magazines. I swallowed hard. “Mr. Romano?” He tilted his head to the side, his sharp gaze scanning my whole being. “What do you have to tell me, young lady?” Ivy quickly rushed to the front as she blocked me away from his view. “Um, it's nothing, Sir. She's just—” “I am the woman who is carrying your child.” I said firmly, and ivy turned to me with her eyes wide open. “What?!” She was stunned. She clearly didn't expect me to say that. But I couldn't be selfish. I couldn't put all of Ivy's hard work to be a licensed medical doctor in vain. I wasn't that wicked and heartless, so I had to do what I could do best which was telling him the truth about things as I followed my feelings. “The truth is, there was a medical mix-up in the process of the sperm insemination. I am not the original surrogate whom Doctor Ivy Reid intended to inseminate. But somehow, I was inseminated with your sperm, and now I am carrying your child in your womb.” I said without flinching as he gave me a long calculating stare before breaking eye contact. He strode past us, going around the desk before settling on the Doctor's chair and spinning casually on it. “Interesting…" He hummed, cracking his ten fingers with a crooked smile that gave me an unsettling feeling, so I quickly took a step forward. “Sir, I understand that you might be angry about how careless we were concerning your sperm that you trusted Doctor Ivy Reid with, but please take pity on us. We are only humans and mistakes are common even though it might be a costly one. But it doesn't mean that you should deprive her of her license as a doctor and sue the hospital—” “Who said that I was going to sue the hospital and deprive her of her license?” He dropped, and I was left speechless and scrambling for words because he was surprisingly so calm and composed about it. I bowed respectfully “I-i didn't mean to jump into conclusions, sir. I just didn't want—” “Shh,” he hushed, then stood up from the chair abruptly as he took long strides up to where I stood. “I could possibly do all that you assumed of me but no, I won't because I want something more.” He said while walking around me like a predator, his gaze piercing into my skin. I could now say that I was nothing less than terrified under his predatory gaze. “What do you want, sir? I’ll do anything as long as you don’t punish her, please,” I whispered, even as Ivy’s eyes silently pleaded with me to stop, warning that I was putting myself in danger. Yet, I couldn’t retreat now that he had promised to leave Ivy out of this matter. “I want you to move into my house for the duration of your pregnancy as my supposed wife,” he declared coolly. “In exchange, I won’t take legal actions against this inept hospital or the doctors involved.” He said, and I was shaken to the core as I stared at him without a word. Ivy took a sudden step forward. “You can sue the hospital, Mr. Romano, but Eloise won't be the one suffering for a mistake that I made. She won't be moving in w—” “I agree to your terms, Mr. Romano. I will be your wife all through the duration of my pregnancy.”ELOISE POV:Ivy turned to me at the sudden intrusion of my voice. She looked pretty pissed off by what I said as she got closer to me."What's gotten into you, Eloise?" She demanded through her gritting teeth as quietly as she could, her fist balled on both sides of her hips. "Do you realize the situation and danger you're putting yourself in, ELOISE? This is Dante Romano we're talking about here!""And so what, Ivy?" I retorted, taking an inch toward her. "You expect me to sit back and let all you worked for go down the drain? I'm not such an ingrate and you know it."I took hold of her hands in mine and I squeezed them, my lips pressed in a thin line because the next words were hard to say as my heart was full of gratitude. "It's because of you that I can carry this child. I've gone to tons of doctors for an IVF but none of them worked out until I came to you. I can't let all you suffered go to waste when I know that I am the solution and the only way to bring us out of this." I wh
ELOISE POV:"I took a step forward. "This isn't right, Mr. Romano. You can't take my baby away from me. Isn't there another way out of this?""Or... You can just be my pretend wife in front of everyone. Including my own family. That way, you can watch him grow under my roof and your dear friend will be saved." He said, then left the office without looking back, but his scent, his cold dominating aura, and his indifference could still be perceived in the room as Ivy and I exchanged nervous and terrified glances. Goosebumps pricked on my skin. I had thought it was going to be only nine months and then I would be free to move out. The only thing that might be left was maybe the child would have to live with me for some weeks, then move in with its father for a few weeks as well, and it would carry on like that till he has come of age, but I guess my expectations were wrong. Now, I had to be his pretend wife in front of not only society and the media but also his family to save Ivy's
ELOISE POV: I clasped my hand against my lips as I sucked in a deep breath. I shouldn't laugh but I can't help it."What are you doing down here by this time of the night?" He demanded in a deep growl, and an amused smile curled on my lips, seeing how hard he tried to straighten himself and act cold towards me after I had caught him red-handed while doing the unthinkable! "Shouldn't that be directed to you?" I smirked, my arms folded across my chest as I walked up to him in the middle of the kitchen. "What are you up to by this time of the night?" "It's none of your business." He snapped, irritated. "Just turn around and take your nosey ass back upstairs to your bedroom. I wouldn't take it easy on you if anything happens to my child." He warned, giving me a tough glare as he balled his fists on the counter where he was making the sandwich. His knuckles were balled so hard that they turned pure white. That simple reaction from him could have freaked me out or terrified me because
ELOISE POV: The following morning was warm and a bit cozy, just the perfect temperature for a morning walk outside in the Romano's residential estate. I was seated on a couch in the center of the living room with my leg crossed over the other, dressed in my usual maternity gown as I read through a fashion magazine and sipped on some glass juice to while away time since I didn't really have anywhere to go or anything much to do... But let me be honest, I had a prenatal class at the hospital but didn't feel like going. Besides, I was still very young in my pregnancy trimesters to be going to classes, right? I will just go some other time, too lazy for that right now... Suddenly, I heard some precise and deliberate clicking of shoes against the marble floor. Turning my head behind me to know who it was, my lips fell slightly apart as I took in his appearance the moment my gaze came in contact with him. He was dressed in a Charcoal grey suit and grey pants, with a crisply ironed
ELOISE POV: "I don't think you should come," I said, raising an eyebrow. "It's a prenatal class, after all. What would you be doing there?"He replied, his voice steady and calm, "I'll be watching over you, making sure you don't do anything stupid that might put my baby's life at risk." His words left me speechless, rendering any argument I had planned mute.I licked my lower lips, swallowing any potential arguments I had In mind down my throat as I murmured. "Oh, I see..." "Aren't you going or did you have a change of mind? I don't have much time to waste." His voice snapped me out of my thoughts and my gaze bolted up, only to find out that Mr. Romano wasn't where I had last seen him. He was currently at the exit of the house, about to step out as his back faced me. I hadn't even heard a thing when he walked past me. "Weird..." I murmured with a frown etched on my face but then shook my head as I quickly sprinted up to him. "What are you thinking, Eloise. My mind was definitely
Accidental Surrogate For The Ruthless Billionaire Written ByOkwuma Esther (Esther~Writes) Chapter One. (ELOISE POV)"Congratulations, Mrs. Laurent. The procedure for the sperm insemination was successful." Those exact words echoed in my mind as I stepped out of my car, barely bothering to slam the door shut behind me. A cool gust of wind brushed against my skin, carrying the sharp bite of an impending downpour. Above me, the sky darkened, the clouds shifting into a heavy shade of blue as distant rumbles signaled the storm’s approach but I didn’t give a damn. I had a huge smile tugging at the sides of my my lips. It was one I struggled to suppress as I sprinted up the stone steps toward the patio. My heart pounded, not from exhaustion but from sheer, uncontainable joy. It had been like that from the moment my best friend and fertility doctor, Ivy Reid, relayed the news to me barely an hour ago. I could feel tears pool at the rim of my eyes, as I tightened my fists around the rep
ELOISE POV: “Y-you, you don't mean it, Dami" I stuttered, a mirthless laugh about to escape my lips again. “You just want to get on my nerves, right? I-its a joke, a prank—” “Don't be an emotional fool, Eloise,” My mother-in-law's sharp tongue cut me off. “You're getting divorced and there's nothing that can be done about it! Vivian is more successful and supportive to Damien than you could ever be so don't you dare dream of staying in his life longer than you already did!” She warned.“No, mother. What are you saying?” I asked with tears brimming my eyes as it slowly began to blur my vision. “It's my life we're talking about here, and not that of any child or teenager. You can't just make the decisions without considering how I'd feel, the effects it would have on my life and if I agree to this divorce or not.” I choked out, the tears threatening to spill as they sting my eyes. “I am your daughter-in-law for Christ's sake, mother. Please don't do this to me. Damien loves me and
ELOISE POV:I slowly lifted my gaze to meet his as he towered over me, his expression cold and distant, so unlike the warmth I had once known.Softly, yet deliberately, I asked, never breaking eye contact. “Squandering the Ashford wealth? Bringing bad luck to your family? Damien, are you really going to stand there and act like you don’t know where that money has gone? Every cent has been for the treatments, the endless medications so I could carry your child. Did you forget? Or have you conveniently erased the fact that you supported it? That you approved it?”A bitter scoff escaped my lips, the next words stinging as I spoke them. “Or maybe you’ve also forgotten that I never needed your money. I was doing just fine, successful in my career until I gave it all up. I sacrificed everything to become the perfect housewife, just to appease your mother.”I shook my head, my voice trembling with the weight of unspoken pain. “I did it all for the sake of peace. Because she convinced herse
ELOISE POV: "I don't think you should come," I said, raising an eyebrow. "It's a prenatal class, after all. What would you be doing there?"He replied, his voice steady and calm, "I'll be watching over you, making sure you don't do anything stupid that might put my baby's life at risk." His words left me speechless, rendering any argument I had planned mute.I licked my lower lips, swallowing any potential arguments I had In mind down my throat as I murmured. "Oh, I see..." "Aren't you going or did you have a change of mind? I don't have much time to waste." His voice snapped me out of my thoughts and my gaze bolted up, only to find out that Mr. Romano wasn't where I had last seen him. He was currently at the exit of the house, about to step out as his back faced me. I hadn't even heard a thing when he walked past me. "Weird..." I murmured with a frown etched on my face but then shook my head as I quickly sprinted up to him. "What are you thinking, Eloise. My mind was definitely
ELOISE POV: The following morning was warm and a bit cozy, just the perfect temperature for a morning walk outside in the Romano's residential estate. I was seated on a couch in the center of the living room with my leg crossed over the other, dressed in my usual maternity gown as I read through a fashion magazine and sipped on some glass juice to while away time since I didn't really have anywhere to go or anything much to do... But let me be honest, I had a prenatal class at the hospital but didn't feel like going. Besides, I was still very young in my pregnancy trimesters to be going to classes, right? I will just go some other time, too lazy for that right now... Suddenly, I heard some precise and deliberate clicking of shoes against the marble floor. Turning my head behind me to know who it was, my lips fell slightly apart as I took in his appearance the moment my gaze came in contact with him. He was dressed in a Charcoal grey suit and grey pants, with a crisply ironed
ELOISE POV: I clasped my hand against my lips as I sucked in a deep breath. I shouldn't laugh but I can't help it."What are you doing down here by this time of the night?" He demanded in a deep growl, and an amused smile curled on my lips, seeing how hard he tried to straighten himself and act cold towards me after I had caught him red-handed while doing the unthinkable! "Shouldn't that be directed to you?" I smirked, my arms folded across my chest as I walked up to him in the middle of the kitchen. "What are you up to by this time of the night?" "It's none of your business." He snapped, irritated. "Just turn around and take your nosey ass back upstairs to your bedroom. I wouldn't take it easy on you if anything happens to my child." He warned, giving me a tough glare as he balled his fists on the counter where he was making the sandwich. His knuckles were balled so hard that they turned pure white. That simple reaction from him could have freaked me out or terrified me because
ELOISE POV:"I took a step forward. "This isn't right, Mr. Romano. You can't take my baby away from me. Isn't there another way out of this?""Or... You can just be my pretend wife in front of everyone. Including my own family. That way, you can watch him grow under my roof and your dear friend will be saved." He said, then left the office without looking back, but his scent, his cold dominating aura, and his indifference could still be perceived in the room as Ivy and I exchanged nervous and terrified glances. Goosebumps pricked on my skin. I had thought it was going to be only nine months and then I would be free to move out. The only thing that might be left was maybe the child would have to live with me for some weeks, then move in with its father for a few weeks as well, and it would carry on like that till he has come of age, but I guess my expectations were wrong. Now, I had to be his pretend wife in front of not only society and the media but also his family to save Ivy's
ELOISE POV:Ivy turned to me at the sudden intrusion of my voice. She looked pretty pissed off by what I said as she got closer to me."What's gotten into you, Eloise?" She demanded through her gritting teeth as quietly as she could, her fist balled on both sides of her hips. "Do you realize the situation and danger you're putting yourself in, ELOISE? This is Dante Romano we're talking about here!""And so what, Ivy?" I retorted, taking an inch toward her. "You expect me to sit back and let all you worked for go down the drain? I'm not such an ingrate and you know it."I took hold of her hands in mine and I squeezed them, my lips pressed in a thin line because the next words were hard to say as my heart was full of gratitude. "It's because of you that I can carry this child. I've gone to tons of doctors for an IVF but none of them worked out until I came to you. I can't let all you suffered go to waste when I know that I am the solution and the only way to bring us out of this." I wh
Eloise POVPushing open the door of the Doctor's office, I saw Ivy sitting across her work desk.She occasionally tapped her fingers on the desk anxiously while biting hard on her bottom lip. I could tell that something was eating her up, something related to me and my unborn child. My heart raced, but I tried as much as possible to keep myself in check.Wasting no further time, I walked into the office in a hurry and pulled a chair out.“Ivy, are you okay? You seem tense.” I pointed out as I sat down. Ivy flinched at the unexpected sound of my voice, and she cleared her throat as she sat upright. “I'm fine, Eloise. It's just that-” Ivy paused, staring at my belly while biting her lip.“It's just what?” I bugged her, my body growing visibly tense, no matter how I tried to conceal it. “You asked me to come here as soon as possible, yet you're keeping me in suspense, Ivy. What's wrong with my baby? Please speak to me.” Ivy breathed in and out slowly before meeting my curious gaze.
ELOISE POV:I slowly lifted my gaze to meet his as he towered over me, his expression cold and distant, so unlike the warmth I had once known.Softly, yet deliberately, I asked, never breaking eye contact. “Squandering the Ashford wealth? Bringing bad luck to your family? Damien, are you really going to stand there and act like you don’t know where that money has gone? Every cent has been for the treatments, the endless medications so I could carry your child. Did you forget? Or have you conveniently erased the fact that you supported it? That you approved it?”A bitter scoff escaped my lips, the next words stinging as I spoke them. “Or maybe you’ve also forgotten that I never needed your money. I was doing just fine, successful in my career until I gave it all up. I sacrificed everything to become the perfect housewife, just to appease your mother.”I shook my head, my voice trembling with the weight of unspoken pain. “I did it all for the sake of peace. Because she convinced herse
ELOISE POV: “Y-you, you don't mean it, Dami" I stuttered, a mirthless laugh about to escape my lips again. “You just want to get on my nerves, right? I-its a joke, a prank—” “Don't be an emotional fool, Eloise,” My mother-in-law's sharp tongue cut me off. “You're getting divorced and there's nothing that can be done about it! Vivian is more successful and supportive to Damien than you could ever be so don't you dare dream of staying in his life longer than you already did!” She warned.“No, mother. What are you saying?” I asked with tears brimming my eyes as it slowly began to blur my vision. “It's my life we're talking about here, and not that of any child or teenager. You can't just make the decisions without considering how I'd feel, the effects it would have on my life and if I agree to this divorce or not.” I choked out, the tears threatening to spill as they sting my eyes. “I am your daughter-in-law for Christ's sake, mother. Please don't do this to me. Damien loves me and
Accidental Surrogate For The Ruthless Billionaire Written ByOkwuma Esther (Esther~Writes) Chapter One. (ELOISE POV)"Congratulations, Mrs. Laurent. The procedure for the sperm insemination was successful." Those exact words echoed in my mind as I stepped out of my car, barely bothering to slam the door shut behind me. A cool gust of wind brushed against my skin, carrying the sharp bite of an impending downpour. Above me, the sky darkened, the clouds shifting into a heavy shade of blue as distant rumbles signaled the storm’s approach but I didn’t give a damn. I had a huge smile tugging at the sides of my my lips. It was one I struggled to suppress as I sprinted up the stone steps toward the patio. My heart pounded, not from exhaustion but from sheer, uncontainable joy. It had been like that from the moment my best friend and fertility doctor, Ivy Reid, relayed the news to me barely an hour ago. I could feel tears pool at the rim of my eyes, as I tightened my fists around the rep