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Carrying the Billionaire's Baby

When Danica Winters, a beautiful young woman struggling to make ends meet, discovers that her sister owes money to a dangerous mobster, she will do whatever it takes to save her. Danica becomes the surrogate for Dax Ryan, an alluring billionaire, and though their deal is strictly business, the lines between them begin to blur. Danica will realize that becoming the surrogate for a billionaire can lead to dangerous complications…and new love. “When my eyes opened, I found myself wrapped into a warm embrace. I tried to recall what had happened. I looked around and saw I was in my bed. I didn’t remember getting back here all by myself. Who had put me in my bed? How long had I been sleeping for? Hopefully it hadn’t been that long. That’s when it all came flooding back to me. I had been very lightheaded and weak before I had fainted. But that wasn’t everything that had occurred. A realization hit me when I looked over. Dax lay beside me in my bed and was sleeping soundly. This was very cozy and kind of romantic for us. We weren’t a couple but his closeness affected my every nerve. I appreciated what he had done regardless. He just kept surprising me with showing other parts of himself that other people didn’t see. I was curious if I’d eventually see every side he had. He was so caring to have helped me out in that horrible condition I was in. I was grateful that he had caught me before I fell earlier. That could have been quite the accident if I had been alone.” Carrying the Billionaire’s Baby is created by Katrina Guerin, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Katrina Guerin · Urban
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50 Chs

Chapter 13: You Again

I blinked a couple of times to see if I was having a horrible nightmare. No way was I really seeing my ex-boyfriend.

Jason was still as handsome as ever with his sharp jawline and full lips. His hairstyle was the only thing majorly different about him. When we were dating, he had dyed his hair blond and it was a little past his ears. Now it was cut into a classic combed back style that really fit his face shape.

He was even wearing a nice suit and tie, which was new. The Jason I knew always hated wearing suits and swore he’d never wear one.

What were the odds that he’d come into the same store as me? We hadn’t seen each other after our breakup. Though, I had kept his number in hopes of him wanting me back. I was foolish to have thought that way.

My heart betrayed me by beating rapidly as Jason came closer into view. I hated that his mere presence had such an effect on me.