All Chapters of Being His Surrogate After Divorce.: Chapter 21 - Chapter 25

~•°☆°•~ Anna stirred awake to the soft yet persistent sounds of a knock at her door, pulling her from the depths of sleep. Rubbing her eyes, she swung her legs over the side of the bed and walked over to the door. As she swung it open, she was greeted by Felicia, accompanied by two other maids. “Felicia,” Anna acknowledged, her voice still thick with sleep. “Madam,” Felicia replied with a respectful nod, “it’s suppertime. You didn’t finish your breakfast, so I decided to wake you, and I thought that they could move the boss’ clothes to Miss Helena’s room.” With a slight nod of approval, Anna said, “Okay, they can get to work,” and retreated to the bathroom and washed her face. She sighed, looking at her reflection in the mirror as the weight of her emotions settled heavily on her shoulders. The thought of facing Adrian and Helena filled her with a sense of apprehension, but the thought of not wanting to risk her baby's health steeled her resolve. With that thought in mind, she

“What the fuck, Adrian! Do you not know how to knock?” Anna exclaimed, as her hands involuntarily moved; with one hand reaching for her breasts to cover them, the other moved to hide her pussy. Adrian stood at the doorway, his eyes darkened with lust as he intensely took in the sight in front of him. He looked at a completely naked Anna, who was using her hands to shield her breasts and pussy, attempting to hide them from his feasting gaze but was failing to achieve it with her small hands. He let out a deep groan, suddenly feeling his tie was too tight, making it difficult for him to breathe. He pulled at it, loosening it as he took a shaky step forward, entering the room; he locked the door and took out the key, slipped it into his pocket while holding her gaze, and began to approach the petite woman in the room.Anna took a step backward at what Adrian did, her heart beating wildly.“What… do you want? Get out… please.” She had intended to shout at him again, but seeing the wicke

The grand living room door of the Adams family mansion swung open, and the sound of footsteps approaching caught the attention of Chairman Adams, who was seated on the sofa working on some calligraphy letter. He put the pen he had just dipped in ink on the pen holder and turned to look over his shoulder to see who had arrived. “What are you doing here?” Chairman Adams asked, his face grumpy as he looked at his grandson walking toward him. “Grandfather?” Aiden said, a smirk on his lips as he came and stood in front of his grandfather, “Is that how you welcome your favorite grandson after ten years?” Chairman Adams abruptly stood, surprise etched on his face. “You are Aiden?” he asked, and Aiden smirked and replied, “Do we look that identical?” a playful smile on his face. “Oh, my grandson,” Chairman Adams said, pulling Aiden into his arms. “You have done well, my boy; you did a great job,” he said, pulling away and looking at Aiden's face and saying, “Come sit beside Grandfather;