All Chapters of Surrogate for the Billionaire Mafia: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

MAEVE "Tell him he is fired!" Maruska's angry voice from outside the room made me flinch. The door burst open and Maruska walked in, his expression stone cold. I could see the rage brewing behind his eyes and when I tried to sit up, he gave me a stern look. "Stay put," he commanded gruffly and picked me from the bed. Confusion set in as he walked me out of my room and down the hall. I couldn't say anything as I was too busy nursing the pain building up in my belly. "It hurts," I whimpered. "My belly. It really hurts." He looked down at me, his eyes marred with worry and even in that moment, I hated that he was worried at all. I needed him to be cold, towards both me and the baby I was carrying. "You're going to be taken to the hospital. It's going to be instant, I promise." His footsteps quickened and once we got out of the mansion, the door was pulled open by one of the guards. Maruska gently placed me in and slid right in before the car zoomed out of

MAEVE Maruska arrived in the nick of time. The injury I had sustained from being under so much pressure had been stitched and I felt better than I was yesterday. Although the anxiety was yet to wear off, I was a fully functional human being and my baby was perfectly alright. It was all that mattered to me at the moment. With my baby still healthy, my living was still guaranteed. I was going to guard this child's health with my life, no matter what. So long as it kept me alive and safe, what else mattered? Besides, I was the one who chose to embark on this journey and even if it had crashed even before it began, I was alive. I lay on a long bed, right beside the ultrasound machine, waiting for this session to begin. "Mr Romanovich," The ob-gyn who was to handle the ultrasound scan called Maruska who was distracted with his phone. He immediately slipped it into his pocket and turned his attention to her. "I am about to rub the jelly on her belly. Get ready to see yo

MAEVE Was it too early to feel like I was the only woman who mattered to him in this world? DEFINITELY. I didn't want to be the woman who got easily swayed by things like these. I was more, far more than that. My hand slid into his. It felt so small in his large smooth hands. I watched as he led me back toward the main living room with insane gentleness. Fear latched against my skin, like a warning and a reminder of who this man was and what he was capable of doing to me. But why did it feel good to be gently guided down the steps and lead to a comfortable couch? Why did it feel so good to watch him lean his lean, muscular frame forward and arrange cushions for me to feel comfortable? Why did my stomach stir when he turned to me with a soft smile that tore through me, taking my hand in his once again and gently sitting me down? Why did my knees weaken when he crouched before me and leaned towards me like he was going to kiss me, only for him to take off

MARINA I paced from one end of the room to the other as I tried to fathom what the hell just happened. Maruska, somehow, had found out that bitch was going to get crushed? "Thonet!" I screamed. I rarely ever screamed. I was always calm and collected no matter the situation. It was rare to get a fucking reaction out of me, but right now, far from it. Fucking far from it. I found myself trying to keep tabs on my outburst but it was nearly impossible. A lifetime opportunity had slipped from my fingertips and I called that a lifetime opportunity because I was never going to get the chance to kill her again. Maruska was smart and this time around, he was going to keep her safer than he did. Probably in one of the mansions he owned that I had no idea about. I began to bite into my red gel nails, fighting the urge to keep fucking calm. The polish was starting to chip away from my constant biting and even that irked me, because I hated any sort of imperfection

MARUSKA I found myself lingering by the door, longer than usual. Staring at her longer than I should have and worrying over her. It had come as a thing of disbelief to me when I was informed of her pregnancy and like it switched on a part of my brain that had been turned off a long time ago, I went after her. I wanted to guard her with everything I had and keep her safe from danger, which was Marina. It wasn't just the baby. It was also the woman carrying my baby. I was so much more aware of her than I used to be in the past. I took notice of her weight gain around her bosoms and hips. She was getting plump in the right place and by God, did that make her even sexier. Her hair had a different sheen to it. She had a brighter glow and her skin became even clearer. I snapped out of my thoughts and looked down at the file I was going through. I had to finish up so I could get back home to her. She'd be needing a lot of supplements and a very good diet