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Win Her Back! Billionaire's Surrogate Wife

Win Her Back Series#2 ***** Katrina was four years old when her parents were killed in a car accident, and her aunt sold her as a future daughter-in-law to Cohen's family. She was going to marry Cohen when they grew up, as planned. She might have a wonderful life until Cohen's family went bankrupt just before their wedding. She accepted a commission as a surrogate in order to acquire money quickly, for a millionaire whose wife couldn't get pregnant due to disease. Katrina had been gone for a long time in order to conceal her pregnancy. Cohen went looking for her only to discover she was pregnant. He believed she had deceived him and abandoned him at his lowest point. When she returned to Cohen, his love for her mutated into hatred. He still married her, but it was a secret marriage. He didn't want anyone finding out she was his wife. And he purposefully slept with other women in order to inflict revenge on Katrina. He treats her coldly yet refuses to divorce her. Katrina, who was compelled to keep the surrogacy secret, suffered greatly. She met Travis, Claire's spouse, at this point. He married Claire not for love, but for economic reasons. As a result, he had no affections for her. However, in order to satisfy his parents' goal for an heir, he needed to find a surrogate. What he didn't realize was that Claire's eggs were too weak to survive. Claire lied to everyone about the process being successful, and she actually utilized Katrina's eggs. She demanded that Katrina keep the secret or she would not be paid. Claire was tragically killed in a plane crash before Katrina gave birth to the kid.

Sakura's diamonds · Urban
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149 Chs

Chapter 116 HOT

KATRINA’S P O V

‘‘You're the most beautiful and sexiest girl that I've ever seen…’’ Travis whispered sensuously in my ear.

His eyes darkened as he stared down at my naked chest, his hands continued kneading my breasts. I arched into his gentle touch, wanting, needing to be closer to him. He didn't hesitate before dipping his head down, his warm, slick mouth enveloping the pink bud.

His hand massaged the meaty flesh of the other before rolling the hardened nipple between his fingers. It sent a surge of desire straight to my core and I clenched my knees together, but he spread them apart, settling between them, and I watched as he sucked and nipped and teased me with his mouth.

I gasped as he wrapped his mouth around my left nipple, his free hand still massaging the other breast. He kissed it, sucked it---so fiercely like he hadn’t had breakfast for a long time.