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SEVEN: Falling For Her Sister's Fiancé?
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The Surrogate's Vendetta EIGHT: An Unexpected Proposal
Before their lips met, the thudding of someone's feet echoed through the foyer and Audrey's usually giddy voice boomed from the grand stairs. "Hey, are you guys back already?" Instantly, Juniper and Dylan tore away from each other, turning to face her. They smiled awkwardly as their voices croaked in perfect sync, "Hey, Audrey!" Their sheer abruptness made Audrey flinch backward, her eyes darting from one to the other. "Uh. . . is everything okay?" "Mm-hmm! Yeah, everything's great!" Juniper's words tumbled out in a forced cheeriness. "Absolutely! Perfectly fine!" Dylan concurred in the same spirit. Audrey dealt both of them a look of downright skepticism. "Okaaay. . ." she drawled in a raw monotone. Her tone was laced with doubt, but she seemed to dismiss her concerns, turning to Dylan with a request. "Anyways, Lanny, can I steal you away for a minute? I really need your expertise with something." Dylan nodded obligingly. "Of course, Audrey!" As he turned
The Surrogate's Vendetta NINE: His Royal Highness
CEDRIC?! Juniper couldn't stop her jaw from crash-landing to the floor. PRINCE CEDRIC WAS CHLOE'S BOYFRIEND? Before her brain could even process what was happening, the entire household suddenly bowed in reverence. "Welcome to our humble abode, Your Highness," Antoine boomed with exaggerated enthusiasm. "We, uh, weren't exactly expecting you," he added in a light tone, each word dripping with a decent amount of sarcasm. "Thanks to our lovely daughter's thoughtful planning." Chloe giggled, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Hey, I just wanted to surprise you all." Antoine shook his head good-naturedly at Chloe's antics, before turning his attention back to Cedric. "Please, accept our apologies for not giving you a proper welcome." Cedric let out a low, rumbling chuckle. "Oh, no need to apologize, really. And please, let's skip the formalities. I'll appreciate it if you treat me like. . ." His voice trailed off as his eyes shifted towards Juniper. As his
The Surrogate's Vendetta TEN: Their Rendezvous Point
Juniper's emotions had been all over the place lately, and she wasn't sure if it was just her usual ups and downs or the crazy hormones that came with pregnancy. But one thing was weird. . . For some reason, she was genuinely glad to see Chloe kicking it off with Cedric, even though he claimed it was just a "relationship of convenience". Yet, she felt a weird twinge in her chest whenever Chloe talked about their good times together. It was like her heart was saying, "Hey, remember when you two had a thing? Yeah, that was real." She wasn't proud to admit it, but she felt a lingering attachment she couldn't shake off. But when Chloe left for a corporate retreat a few days ago, she felt a wave of relief wash over her—no more sappy stories, no more accidental run-ins with Cedric. Or so she thought! Juniper was shuffling to the grand kitchen in her extra-fluffy Sherpa slippers to get a fresh can of whipping cream—her latest craving for the week—when the chime
The Surrogate's Vendetta ELEVEN: I still want you, Juniper Laurent
Juniper wasn't quite sure if her eyes were seeing correctly or if she'd lost her mind because there was no way she was witnessing Audrey and Dylan ravishing each other's bodies like starving dogs. Her hand flew to her mouth to muffle the leftover gasp that slipped off her widened mouth without warning. Luckily, they were too engrossed in their intimacy to notice anything. Without a moment of hesitation, she peeled her eyes from the horrendous sight and silently made her way back to the mansion. . . and straight to her room. What in the depths of hell did she just witness? The more she thought about it, the harder it was to wrap her head over it. AUDREY AND DYLAN?! That was beyond wild. Audrey was the sweetie-pie that was so considerate of everyone. . . and Dylan? He was one of the few best ones, so why? Why were they indulging in an act so insensitive when Vivienne wasn't even cold in her grave yet? Just then, something she didn't want to imagine
The Surrogate's Vendetta TWELVE: Now, Cedric! I need you now
Cedric met her willingness with the same urgency. He wrapped his arm around her, pulling her close to the extent that she felt every inch of his strong, masculine frame against her soft curves, with only a sliver of space left to accommodate the gentle swell of her baby bump. The warmth of his chest seeped into her skin, his heartbeat pulsating against hers as if their very lives were synchronizing in that moment, making her feel utterly enveloped in his love. Just when she thought it couldn't get any better, he deepened the kiss. His tongue skillfully delved through her parted lips, tracing the roof of her mouth, exploring its depths, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her entire being. Juniper's body practically turned to mush by the sheer sensation. Her gasp of delight was muffled by the pressure of his hungry lips as her slender fingers instinctively tangled in the golden strands of his hair, pulling him closer, craving more of the electrifying sensation
The Surrogate's Vendetta THIRTEEN: Guilt
Time seemed to fly by real quickly when people were at their happiest because before Juniper could blink, weeks had breezed past her like the wind. . . and Chloe was back home. All this while she'd tried to brush aside her secret trysts with Cedric due to Chloe's absence, but now that she was back, she couldn't help but feel the guilt stabbing violently at her conscience. To make matters worse, Chloe had been all sweet on her arrival, gifting her exquisite accessories that she'd picked up on her way back. And to make her feel even more guilty, Chloe had invited her to join the "Girl's Night Party" at the Bellerose family beach house to unwind. Juniper had been expecting a grand and extravagant bash, but it turned out to be an intimate and cozy gathering, filled with good food, refreshing drinks, great music, and juicy gossip shared among close friends. Chloe had invited a few of her friends and so did Audrey. In no time, the place was almost teeming with stunning
The Surrogate's Vendetta FOURTEEN: Chaotic Confrontation
The air was thick with tension as Juniper's foot hovered above the next step, her heart pounding in anxiety. Slowly, she turned to face him, her voice barely above a whisper. "What did you just say?" Dylan dealt her an intense look of aggression, his grey eyes shooting icicles through her. Without any words, he stormed towards her and snatched her wrist in a death grip, forcefully tugging her away from the porch. Instinctively, Juniper placed a protective hand over her bump as she struggled to be set free. "Dylan! Let me go, Dylan! You're hurting me!" She cried as he pulled her towards the annex building. Turning a deaf ear to her pleas, Dylan yanked the door of the annex building open, hauled her in with him, and slammed it shut behind him. Immediately as he flicked the light switch on, Juniper slung her hand free from his savage hold, shrieking furiously. "What the hell is your problem, Dylan?!" Dylan had an awful glower on his face as his nostrils flared i
The Surrogate's Vendetta FIVETEEN: Obsession
Dylan had been unrest for the past couple of days, unable to shake off the confrontation with Juniper. He was used to effortlessly charming and winning over any woman he wanted. Why was it so difficult to sway her? He couldn't deny nor ignore the fact that he was attracted to Juniper. For some reason, she reminded him so much of Vivienne, from their physical features to their mannerism. But, what seemed to set Juniper apart from her sister was her underlying fiery spirit and tenacity when she got mad, which he found irresistibly intriguing. Things had been going so well between them that he got the feeling she was just as into him as he was into her. But then, she'd begun to distance herself from me. AGAIN! Was it because she'd found someone else? Was that someone else the Crown Prince? The private investigator he had hired to keep tabs on her had sent him some damning photos of Juniper walking into a restaurant with the Crown Prince. But that was all he had to go
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The Surrogate's Vendetta SEVENTY-THREE: What Have You Gotten Us Into?
Juniper paced restlessly in the hall of Camille's house, murmuring to herself. "What are we going to do? What have I gotten us into?" But nothing eased her anxiety than seeing Camille burst through the front door. "Oh, Camille! Thank God you're finally here." "What is it? What's wrong?" Camille asked snappily, her eyes searching the other woman's face. Juniper noticed the slight bruises and scratches on her face and neck, not to mention the large ruddy stain on her shirt, but there were more pressing matters. Besides, if she looked this much of a mess, her opponent must be resting in a morgue at the moment. "HIM!" she replied tersely, her finger pointing directly at the problem at hand. A horrified expression took over Camille's face as her gaze followed Juniper's gesture to the lifeless man on the floor. His wrists and ankles were tightly bound with duct tape, and a crumpled grocery bag covered his head, obscuring his face. "Did you kill him?" she asked hesitantly, h
The Surrogate's Vendetta SEVENTY-TWO: New Year Resolution
Camille let loose a heavy sigh when her phone rang, revealing her annoying boss' ID on its screen. "Hey, I need your help," Damien's voice poured from the other end as soon as she answered the call. "What do you want this time?" Camille drawled grudgingly. "Meet in front of your house, I'll give you the deets. I'm waiting." "How do you—" And he hung up. Truth to his words, Damien's sleek sports car sat outside her gate, its polished lines gleaming in the light. And there he was, leaning nonchalantly against the driver's side door, looking all gorgeous in a tan, woolly turtleneck sweater paired with light blue ripped jeans and tan shin-length boots. In addition, a luxurious beige fur coat draped elegantly over his shoulder, complimenting his casual ensemble and accentuating his handsome features. As soon as he noticed her, Damien flashed her a million-dollar smile and took off his designer sunshade, revealing his ever-glowing jade eyes. "Hey, you," he si
The Surrogate's Vendetta SEVENTY-ONE: Something Smells Fishy
It was quite a hassle to have a one-on-one conversation with the Queen due to the New Year's Feast yesterday, but now that the festivity craziness was gradually blowing over, Juniper got her chance. Juniper gave the lady-in-waiting a polite nod as soon as she permitted her to proceed into the Queen's Study. A meaningful smile took over her chocolate-tinted lips as she strode into the glamorous working space of Forêt-Bleue's monarchess. "Good evening, Your Majesty," Juniper said with a respectful bow before settling into the seat in front of her. Her gaze hovered around, taking in the splendor of the grand room. "I'm truly humbled to be granted this rare audience. I must have saved a nation in my past life. To be frank, I half-expected my request to be denied," she added with a soft chuckle, her fingers splaying across her chest. "It's really an honor to be in the presence of the Queen of Forêt-Bleue herself." Without her lifting her gaze from the documents before her,
The Surrogate's Vendetta SEVENTY: Fireworks!
Camille swiftly jerked her hand back, not because his head was burning like hot coals, but to escape the traitorous surge of "Mama Hen" tendencies that surfaced and made her go all soft around vulnerable people. She DID NOT want to feel that way around this complicated man. He was already dangerous enough hale and hearty, she didn't want to find out how much more dangerous he could get with that fragile expression plastered on his pretty face. "What did I say about boundaries, Damien?" She complained, her tone taking on its usual coldness. Ignoring her dismissive tone, Damien coughed raspily, cleared his stuffy nose into the napkin in his hand, and whined weakly, "I don't know what's wrong with me. I usually never get sick. I always take good care of my health." He scowled at her in feigned annoyance. "Maybe it's because I've been spending too much time with a certain frosty companion." "Or maybe because you thought it was cute to keep swimming in the wint
The Surrogate's Vendetta SIXTY-NINE: A Sick Merman
Juniper's voice poured out from the other end of the line, vibrating with excitement. "It's been hella hectic all day around here that I didn't get the chance to contact you earlier, but I have news for you. . ." . she paused for suspense before dropping the bombshell. "Cedric asked me to marry him." Of everything Camille expected to hear today, that was the very least of them. The Crown Prince proposed to Juniper even though the public still acknowledged Chloe as his fiancée? Does he not realize how much backlash that would bring to the Royal Family? Whatever charm Juniper had on that man was really effective. "So what was your response to his proposal?" Camille asked even though she knew the answer. Juniper's response was accompanied by an unsettling laughter, "I said yes, of course. Why would I refuse such a proposal?" "So what exactly is your plan? To be the Queen?" "No. I aim to destroy the Royal Family. To let Cedric watch as his beloved family slowly crumble to d
The Surrogate's Vendetta SIXTY-EIGHT: Let's End This Game
Chloe knew it was quite uncourteous to bother the Crown Prince this early in the morning, but she was excited to share the new idea she'd come up with for the New Year's Banquet tomorrow. She wasn't sure why the Queen had insisted she oversaw the handling of the event and made her son assist too, but she was utterly grateful. She'd been able to spend more time with him than she had lately and without a doubt, they'd enjoyed each other's company. She didn't want to get her hopes up, but from the looks of things, he was bound to bring up their marriage anytime soon. Struggling on her titanium crutches, Chloe hurried down the hallway leading to Cedric's room. She was feeling all pumped by their meeting until her eyes spotted someone departing the Crown Prince's room. She stopped in midstride, the smile on her lips and in her eyes draining instantaneously as she realized who it was. It was JUNIPER! Leaving Cedric's room, clothed in his. . . in his SHIRT?! She stood f
The Surrogate's Vendetta SIXTY-SEVEN: Let's Get Married
As a good girl with a good head on her shoulders, Juniper sucked Cedric's erection real good, slurping nonstop and keeping her eyes locked on him to capture every single reaction he made. At first, her pace was slow and lazy, but with greater excitement came a heightened tempo. . . and she gagged on him faster and deeper, just as much as her small mouth could allow. Her body begged to be touched— especially the swollen bud at her sweet cunt. It throbbed so bad that she couldn't bear it anymore. Slipping her trembling fingers down the waistband of her trousers, she greeted her clits, alleviating its craving with delightful manipulations, until she felt pleasure spread across her body like wildfire. And soon after, she was shuddering from its gratifying effect. Everything she did drove Cedric crazy. The way she sucked him so well, the way her golden eyes remained hooked on his, the way her scrumptious boobs bounced in rhythm to her movement, the way she touched herself, the
The Surrogate's Vendetta SIXTY-SIX: Silent Night, Unholy Night
Juniper wasn't sure how they made it to the Crown Prince's Chamber but once there she realized it didn't matter, all she cared about was making crazy love with this old flame of hers. Cradled in his strong arms, Juniper entwined her legs around his hip, anchoring herself in place as he subjected her lips to an endless series of fierce and hungry kisses. Her whole body had no choice but to surrender to the urgent pressure of his lips, flaring in response as if set ablaze by an ardent desire. She didn't want to admit it, but after that sensual night in Paris, she'd longed to be kissed, touched, and penetrated to the core by this man. And she intended to get all of those today. Finally, Cedric set her feet on the ground, noticing how her legs wobbled like jelly and how reluctant she was to detach her lips from his—not that he was complaining. In fact, he felt a triumphant kick of pleasure surging through him knowing that she wasn't completely immune to him. She wanted
The Surrogate's Vendetta SIXTY-FIVE: What Better Way To Begin The End Of The Year?
Juniper wasn't drunk. She'd barely even finished the fifth glass of the wine that Dylan had brought from his cellar. She'd just been acting to stop Dylan from making her chug more than she could handle. No one needed to tell her it was a mistake being actually drunk in the same space with that wily fox. Also, she'd purposely called Cedric over to Dylan's house— with two good reasons: One, to get her out of Dylan's house before she was forced to share a bed with that scum. And most importantly, to make Cedric insanely jealous. Ever since Chloe hurt her leg, she'd used her injury as leverage to snag his attention to the extent that Juniper was starting to lose her grip on him. She knew he still had lingering feelings for her, even though he tried his damnedest to hide it, and making him jealous was the only way to put him back on track. Nothing gladdened her soul more than seeing him this way, consumed by jealousy and fury, and she had every intention of fanning th
