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THE SURROGATE BILLIONAIRE

Jayde Clinton is a twenty-five years old lady that has been struggling to keep up with what life has been throwing her. Jayde has to work night shifts to get money for herself and her mother. Her mother got a loan from one of the loan sharks and she couldn't pay it off. She was taken and Jayde had to turn up. So, they would release her mother and keep her hostage till her mother pays up. There, she meets with Beatrice Everett, a famous billionaire whose daughter ran away because of a marriage contract between her and the son of a billionaire, Henry Carson. Since Jayde looks exactly like Beatrice's daughter, she made a deal to release her mother and even pay her a million naira if she can be a surrogate for Hattie Everett. To save her mother, Jayde agreed. She tries to keep herself away from Henry and only had to see whenever it's necessary. In the course of it, Jayde finds herself falling deeply in love with Henry. She didn't know what to do with the man that wasn't hers and would never be hers. Henry has also started to reciprocate her love which seems to be confusing for her. Because to Henry, she is supposed to be Hattie Everett What will Jayde choose to do? What will happen especially when Hattie returns to take her place beside Henry.

Lyon_Lee_0926 · Urban
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Our Night Can Be A Daze

Chapter twenty

Henry

I look at her for a while, then let it falls on her exposed breast.

Unfilled desires from last night crept on. I let out a sigh, I shouldn't be doing this.

"What are you doing!" She screams, suddenly forcing my eyes back to her.

I raise a brow and waited.

"Why are you with a towel?"

I blink once as if I can't comprehend what she just said. She was holding me so close last night as if she wanted more.

But I chose to be manly enough and let her be. I don't believe she's acting so strange this morning.

"We are married, remember?" I mutter thickly before striding to my drawer.

I seriously didn't want to do this but I just make sure she slept in my room last night. Which I succeeded, though, I'm still yet to find answers to why I behaved like that.

I was not supposed to kiss her, I was not supposed to touch her breast.