It was around 10 a.m. when the cab dropped me off in front of Sky Investments. This was only my second visit to this part of Seattle; the first was for a rather ridiculous party at the home of a tech mogul whose name I can’t remember. But this time, it was for something much more important.I took a bite of my freshly baked chocolate cake as I gazed up at the gigantic building before me. There’s something comforting about the flavor of chocolate cake, even if my predicament was anything but exquisite. Jenny always recommended freshly baked cakes when someone was feeling down, saying they uplift your spirit.Perhaps she was right, but it was hard to enjoy the cake given my current situation—especially with a loan I had to repay in forty-eight hours.I’m not one for a pity party; I take pride in my dignity and am content with what little I have. Looking at the building, which resembled a tourist center in Dubai rather than just an office, sent chills down my spine. I picked up my cell
It felt as though I had been searching for a surrogate for the past two years, even though I only decided to start looking two months ago. I’ve visited several cities and met women who wanted to sell their wombs, but none of them were suitable for the job. Carrying the next prince of Monaco isn’t just any regular pregnancy, and I can’t bring in just anyone. She could easily be used against me.We might present ourselves as one big, loving family, but I know deep down that my brothers would do anything to secure that position for themselves.It didn’t take long to run a background check on Ivy. Her full name is Ivy Alessia Hall. She’s never been married, but she did date a jerk, as Cotti informed me. She has only a high school diploma but a passion for fashion. She has no criminal history, and her parents are deceased. She has no family.It must be tragic to have no one, but it works to my advantage. At least there will be no one to link her to when my family begins their search. With
This situation is becoming increasingly surreal. How on earth did he know I was staying at this hotel? I know this might not be the best decision, but who’s to say I’m not having the time of my life? Back at the hospital for generic tests, I was treated like royalty. As soon as I walked in, everyone greeted me warmly, and I couldn’t help but wonder about the identity of my baby’s father to be. I shifted uncomfortably as he stopped the car, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks in embarrassment. I quickly avoided eye contact and pushed the door open to get out. Then, the shrill ring of my phone drew my attention. I turned to see who it was, praying he wasn’t looking in my direction. “Block him!” he commanded, his authoritative tone should have sparked my inner feminist, but oddly enough, it was soothing. I quickly picked up my phone and followed his advice. Why was Leon calling me, anyways ….. That jerk put me in this situation, and he still has the nerve to call my phone. I did
I finally woke up from a dreamless sleep and squinted at the brightness of the room. Yawning and stretching, I felt more relaxed than I had in a long time. A smile tugged at my lips as I remembered the dream I just had. In it, I had collided with a handsome stranger after meeting that arrogant director at Sky Investments.I didn’t recall every detail, but I remembered saying, “I’m sorry, it was an accident,” as I fell into his arms. He had responded with a charming smile and a grace that made me feel awkward. “I’m not complaining. If it was an accident, then it was a pleasant one.”But that was no dream.The last thing I remembered was accidentally kissing him, and I could still swear he tasted like sweet apple juice. The nostalgia of that moment lingered in my mind until I spun around, and my breath caught in my throat.The sense of calm vanished as I took in my surroundings—the chandeliers, and the luxurious bed. This place was unfamiliar.Where was I?Panic surged through me as I j
I finally woke up from a dreamless sleep and squinted at the brightness of the room. Yawning and stretching, I felt more relaxed than I had in a long time. A smile tugged at my lips as I remembered the dream I just had. In it, I had collided with a handsome stranger after meeting that arrogant director at Sky Investments.I didn’t recall every detail, but I remembered saying, “I’m sorry, it was an accident,” as I fell into his arms. He had responded with a charming smile and a grace that made me feel awkward. “I’m not complaining. If it was an accident, then it was a pleasant one.”But that was no dream.The last thing I remembered was accidentally kissing him, and I could still swear he tasted like sweet apple juice. The nostalgia of that moment lingered in my mind until I spun around, and my breath caught in my throat.The sense of calm vanished as I took in my surroundings—the chandeliers, and the luxurious bed. This place was unfamiliar.Where was I?Panic surged through me as I j
“Where have you been?” she asked, holding him tightly. Her eyes sparkled with unadulterated happiness as she embraced him. Luca smiled. “I’m sorry; I should have told you before leaving.” He kissed her forehead. “How is everything going for the wedding?” She frowned. “You asked them to take care of it all, so I don’t know what they have done and what they haven’t.” Luca nodded. “I almost forgot I did. So how have you been since I left?” She rolled her eyes. “Please don’t ask. I thought you…” “Run away because I can’t afford it, right?” He laughed. “Ah, my lovely bride-to-be,” Luca said, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “I see you’re still as organized as ever. Or should I say, as unorganized?” He chuckled, teasing her gently. Sara playfully hit him on the arm. “Hey, I’m just trying to enjoy the ride. You’re the one who wanted to take care of all the details while being invincible!” “Yes, well, I may have taken care of the details, but I didn’t say I was going to tel
At Apple club. 1:23am. Sara sat in her office. She was sitting on the couch in front of a scattered wad of cash. For the past six hours, she had been recounting all of her money to be sure those who broke into her office yesterday didn't leave with any of it. Her eyes were fixed on the cash as she piled it up together. Each one she piled up, she passed it down to Ken, who was using the counting machine to count the money.The door suddenly opened, and an ebony, tall, muscular man walked inside. He had an envelope with him as he walked in."Madam!" His deep voice rang out in the solitude of the place. "I have news for you," he announced.Sara didn't lose focus on the money she was counting. She asked, "What is it, Williams?"Williams walked forward and placed the file he was holding on top of the wad of scattered cash she was still counting."What is this, Williams?" She turned around and looked at him. "What is this all about?"His lips curled into a smile. "Why not you just check it
At the Edward family mansion..Back at the Edward family house, it was exactly 6:56 pm when Luca joined the ongoing dinner table in the dining room. Everyone was present, with Jacob and his mother inclusive. It was just one person missing that everyone was waiting for.A couple of minutes later, the door swung open and about three maids helped Madam Ivy to the dining table. One of the maids wrapped her hands around Madam Ivy's waist, and the other one had her hands over her shoulders as a wedge. They pulled the chair out and helped her to settle down into it. Meanwhile, as they helped her slowly to the chair, Luca, who had seen her current condition, couldn't help but stifle his laughter, but then it was too late, and his smirk caught everyone's attention except Grandpa, who had his head downwards.Once Sara noticed the smirk on his face, it flashed back into her memory... he has another family! Her face paled up immediately, and she clenched her hands, crumpling her dress under the t