All Chapters of The Billionaire's Virgin Surrogate : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

OLIVIA“I’m sorry, but he needs urgent surgery to survive.” The doctor said.My mother choked on a sob, staggering backwards so violently that if I hadn’t been holding her, she might have fallen to the ground. After hours of worrying, waiting and praying, this was not the sort of news we’d hoped to hear concerning my brother’s health. I felt goosebumps spread over my skin, my heart dropping at the realization that my brother might die. “Please, doctor..” I stepped forward, my hands trembling. “There has to be another way to save my brother. Please help us.”The doctor shook his head. “Unfortunately, the damage is too deep. Surgery is the only way out. And I’d advise you to hurry because he has less than twelve hours to live without surgery.”My chest felt tight as I fought back tears of my own. I shut my eyes briefly and tried to breathe, but it seemed impossible right now. I was feeling way too much, way too soon. It felt like my world was crashing down on me, and if I weren’t car

OLIVIAJust like Christian said, my brother was booked for surgery. Twenty minutes after he made the call, my brother was transferred to the best neurosurgeon in the city, and a few hours later, his surgery was over.My mother and I spent the rest of the time in the lobby, overjoyed to learn that the surgery had been a success. My brother was still alive, and in a few weeks, he would be completely fine. I was so happy that I even cried tears of joy. I couldn't believe that I'd managed to pull this off and save my brother’s life. My mother was even happier. She was so overwhelmed with excitement that she did not even ask me where the money came from yet. But I knew in the back of my mind that she would soon return to it, and I had until then to come up with a reasonable lie. I shook my head in horror at the thought of how I would tell my mother about my arrangement with Christian. I didn't even want to think about how she would react or what she would do. Although I felt terrible fo

CHRISTIAN'S POV THREE DAYS EARLIER "Grandfather is rewriting his will and plans to cut you out of his inheritance." My jaw ticked as I stared at the phone in my hand, reading the text I'd just gotten from my sister over and over again. If I didn't know any better, I might have brushed this off as an expensive joke. But it was real. According to Ophelia, she overheard our grandfather talking about rewriting his will, and immediately, she'd decided to warn me. To solidify this claim, she'd managed to take a picture of the new will's draft. That could only mean one thing: our grandfather was serious. With great difficulty, I pieced together the words on the image. "My successor must have the following qualities: He must have a child and, in the absence of one, a wife to guarantee the continuity of the Blackwood Enterprise.""Fuck!" I hissed, slamming my hand against the table and cursing under my breath. The betraying, sly old man. How could he do this to me? Was this how he pla

CHRISTIAN'S POV I'd slept with several women, but something about Olivia was nerve-wracking. Why? What could it be? What was it about her?I've had several wild nights with women: Veronica in Mexico, Lydia in England, Isla in Italy, and many more than I could recall. I've had fun, fulfilling several fantasies with different kinds of women. So why was one night of meaningless sex with a surrogate eating away at me?I couldn't understand it. Why couldn't I get the thoughts of last night out of my mind? Why did I get these crazy flashbacks? It was all I'd been thinking about the entire day. Which didn't make any sense to me. Was it the way she stared at me while I took her, her eyes filled with innocence and passion? Was it the way she clung to me like a lifeline, her fingers digging into my shoulders as her moans filled my ears? Or was it the way she wanted me? Begged me?She had felt so tight....nearly driving me insane with pleasure.I inhaled sharply and ran my fingers through my

CHRISTIAN'S POVI shoved the files off my desk, barely registering the thud as they hit the floor.When did it get to this?Olivia clung to me, her breath hot, her hands running over my body in a wild frenzy as we kissed, my tongue tracing hers in slow strokes.Where did this fierce energy come from? Where did the passion come from?Last night, she had been begging beneath me, writhing with pleasure. Now, she wanted to be in control so badly.And just minutes ago...we were only talking.So when?Oh...I had crossed over to her, hadn't I?After she had blatantly denied suggesting we fuck in my office, I had been baffled by her boldness, and audacity, which was a clear contrast to the innocent look on her face.But no...she wasn't innocent.The way she kissed me now, pressing her body against mine, tugging me closer...every movement of hers ignited something primal in me, something I'd kept buried.I kissed her harder, more urgently, like I couldn't get enough of her. And frankly, I was