The CEO'S Surrogate Stripper

Desperate to fund her brother’s urgent surgery, Elena takes a job as a dancer at an elite club. Her life takes a startling turn when she meets Alexander, a powerful CEO who makes her an unthinkable offer. He wants her to serve as a surrogate for his heir, promising the wealth she needs in exchange for her womb. Bound by a cold contract, Elena must navigate a world of luxury and secrets while fighting her growing feelings for the man who bought her future.

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Chapter 6

An hour later, I arrived at my apartment, spotting Emily between the stairs. Her face was still stained as if she was crying for hours. Our gaze met and relief contoured her expression.

Emily ran over to me, hugging and sobbing,

" Valentina..our house.."

I patted her back, coaxing,

" Hush! I have gotten money, Emily. No one can kick us out."

After that, I went straight to the landlord's apartment and paid off our rent before cursing a few times. This lady was too ruthless to be appreciated. She had a face like witch from movies.

Free from charges, Emily and I both dragged our staff back inside, panting and huffing all the way. I couldn't understand how she managed to kick out all this stuff singlehandedly. No wonder all those fat belly!!

Emily's voice pulled me back on earth,

" Val, this...this isn't happening right..I feel like we will be kicked out again sooner or later.. Your job isn't stable. Sometimes, you can barely make money to buy a meal. How are you going to manage everything, Val?"

I bit my lips together tightly. I knew it very well. The chances of getting kicked away were high as I had to pay money a few places. Surely, this comforting apartment was out of my way. Keeping her questions aside, I blurted suddenly,

" Emily, Lorenzo King came to me with an offer. I don't know whether I should do it or not."

Emily's eyes lit up, surprisingly,

" What.. what is it?"

Sighing, I revealed the truth, getting confused in tension,

" He..he wants me to become the surrogate mother for..his child..He will probably pay hugely.."

Emily exclaimed Pressing her hand on mine,

" That's awesome, babe. You should grab it right away."

" But..", I stammered, still hesitating. Getting involved with King's heir wasn't an easy choice. Besides, I heard that the two brothers were fighting for the legacy. This child might have something to do with their property or business.

Emily explained carefully,her voice sounding serious,

" What is wrong with becoming a surrogate mother, Val? It's not like you two are having sex. After ten months, you will be free from every charge. Think about it, Val! Your career and life both will be smooth like water in just a few months. I don't think that you will have a better option than this."

Emily's words made sense honestly. If I took his offer, I would have no difficulties in my life anymore. Besides, I could ask him to keep it secret until the child is born. Perhaps, I wouldn't have to find a job anymore.

But was everything so easy that I thought it was?

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|| Lorenzo's POV ||

I stared hard at the ring in my finger. Her memories still came to waver my thoughts but it didn't hurt like before anymore. Time healed my soul but not my heart. Luka kept rumbling beside me all the while,

" Seriously King, surrogate and Valentina? Do you think that she can take care of your baby?She is just a stripper."

I smirked cunningly at his words. He didn't read her well. I saw a fire in her eyes which could burn down everything. As my baby's mother, I wanted someone fierce like her who would carry a good feature, a fierce character like her. Although I had everything in my genes, mother's feature mattered the most. Besides, she had a fighter character which would be easier for me to fight against my dearest brother before giving birth. She was perfect to become the fake to be Mrs.King for a few good months. Her fierceness could give a tough time to my step-mother. Besides, I believed that she could protect my child well in her bump. She was loyal to her job and surrogacy was her new job for now.

I replied smiling lightly,

" My child will have great features like her. Besides, she is a stubborn ass. Do you think that someone innocent can survive in the King's family? No, Luka. She can slap my step-mother without holding back. Once the news of her pregnancy leaks out, they will definitely find a way to harm her. At this point, I need someone strong like her. Mark my words! She will be the perfect surrogate mom for my child."

Luka questioned concerning,

" But will she agree?"

I hummed while smiling,

" She will sooner or later. Someone who is in need of money wouldn't turn down this offer so easily. She is just confused now."

Luka spoke again, speeding on the car,

" But will your father agree if he hears that you hired a surrogate to get a child?"

I blurted looking away into the running trees,

" He wouldn't know."

Luka sent me a look of confusion, furrowing deeply. My words came out humming, startling him for the second time,

" Because he will know that I have a baby with my girlfriend."

" What!!", Luka shouted, stopping the car in a rush. Luckily, we didn't have traffic behind and it was only our car midway. I assured him, smirking cunningly,

" Did you think that I will take this risk of triggering his rage! Nope! I will introduce Valentina as my girlfriend to him who is expecting a child with me."

Luka remained silent for a while and I could guess what he was thinking inside. He looked doubtful,

" What.. what if she returns one day?"

My jaw clenched, anger taking over my sanity. I had demolished all the possibilities from my mind but still it hurt to think that she wouldn't be the mother of my child.

I huffed my words out, grimacing,

" I won't wait for anyone."

Luka nodded smiling and gave me his advice before starting the engine,

" Think about everything carefully, King. If anyone figures out that you hired a stripper to become your child's mother, you will lose everything instead of getting one."

I felt deep thoughts. It wasn't still doubtful to me whether I was ready to become a father or not but I wanted a child to get my legacy. I couldn't give off my rights to those malicious people at any cost.

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For years, she hid her immense wealth and power to support the man she loved. However, her devotion is met with a cold betrayal when she catches him in a scandalous affair. Devastated but determined, she decides to stop playing the humble wife. Shedding her modest facade, she reclaims her true identity as a high-powered CEO. Now, she is ready to dominate the business world and show her unfaithful husband exactly what he has lost.

Billionaire Modern Romance

9.6

His Billions Can't Buy Her Forgiveness Now

9.6

The scissors made a sickening crunch as I severed the long hair Marcus worshipped. For three years, I had been his "silk anchor," the hidden woman who grounded him while he conquered New York. But as the dark strands hit the porcelain sink, my phone lit up with a news alert that shattered my world. *Thorne Enterprises CEO Marcus Thorne and Isabella Vance announce engagement.* While I was waiting for his call, he was sliding a massive diamond onto another woman's finger. At the gala that night, I was forced to watch them. Izzy leaned across the table, her voice sweet enough to rot teeth. "You look exhausted, Olivia. Especially now that you're... alone." Marcus didn't defend me. He didn't even look at me. He just swirled his scotch and told me to focus on the merger data, dismissing me like an inconvenient employee rather than the woman he swore to protect. He thought I was a pragmatist. He thought I would stay in the shadows, accepting the scraps of his affection while he married for power. He was wrong. I went home and packed my life into a single suitcase. I took the river rock he had carved for me—the one he called his anchor—and left it on the empty easel with a note in black marker. *You were my rock. Now you’re just a stone.* By the time he realized his mistake and came pounding on my door, I was already gone, flying toward a new life in Montana where he couldn't reach me.

Billionaire Modern Romance

9.4

Ms. Chaos Meets Mr. Serious

9.4

Free-spirited and unpredictable, she is the embodiment of chaos, living life by her own rules. Her world shifts when she encounters a rigid, high-powered billionaire who demands absolute order. Despite their clashing personalities and his serious demeanor, an undeniable spark ignites between them. As their lives intertwine, his structured empire is turned upside down. Can a stoic tycoon find common ground with a woman who thrives on disorder?

Billionaire Modern Romance

8.4

My Boss's Baby Contract

8.4

A single night with her powerful CEO changes Olivia Carter's life forever. What begins as a reckless mistake turns into an unexpected pregnancy-and a shocking proposal. Instead of walking away, billionaire CEO Alexander Kane offers Olivia a contract, one designed to protect his empire and secure an heir. As boundaries blur and emotions deepen, Olivia must survive office politics, public scrutiny, and a man who controls everything except his heart. In a world where love is negotiated on paper, can a contract lead to something real or will it cost them everything?

Billionaire Modern Romance

7.6

My Quiet Wife Is An Elite Genius

7.6

I was the ultimate trophy wife, a polished ornament in Francisco Zimmerman’s billionaire empire. For three years, I perfected the "Zimmerman Wife Smile," playing the role of the devoted partner while smoothing the Egyptian cotton of his shirts. The illusion shattered when I stood outside his study and heard him laughing with his mistress, Annalise. "She’s just a vase that only knows how to smile," Francisco’s voice was cold, devoid of any warmth. "As long as I pay the maintenance fees on time, she stays obedient." I walked out that night with nothing but a canvas bag and the clothes on my back. But Francisco wasn't finished with his "asset." He froze my bank accounts and used his massive influence to blacklist me from every interior design firm in New York. He tracked my phone, watching me struggle from the shadows, waiting for me to starve so I would crawl back to his mansion. He even showed up at the dive bar where I was playing piano for rent money, mocking my desperation. "You have technique, but no heart," he sneered, tossing a silver coin into my tip jar as if I were a beggar. "You're hollow, Iris. Just like your pride." I couldn't believe this was the same man whose life I had saved during a bloody night in Macau. To him, I wasn't a wife; I was a stock price that needed stabilizing. The more I fought for my independence, the tighter he pulled the net, determined to break my spirit until I had no choice but to return to his gilded cage. Then, the morning sickness hit. I realized I wasn't just carrying my own life anymore—I was carrying his heir. If Francisco found out, he would never let us go; he would turn my child into another "performance bonus" for his brand. Looking at the sonogram, I knew a divorce would never be enough to escape a man who thought he owned the world. "I'm not going back," I whispered, staring at his yacht moored in the harbor. "To save this baby, Iris Potter has to die."

Billionaire Modern Romance

7.3

Reborn Heiress Marries My Ex-Fiancé's Brother

7.3

Tonight was supposed to be the night I became the happiest woman in D.C., celebrating my engagement at the legendary Bolton Manor gala. I wore emerald silk and a diamond that cost more than most mansions, convinced that Hank Bolton was my soulmate and the key to my family's future. But behind the heavy oak doors of the guest wing, the dream died. I found my fiancé tangled with another woman, laughing about how I was nothing more than a "clueless cash cow" whose inheritance would fund his run for the Senate. In my first life, I reacted with tears and screams, which only allowed his family to paint me as an unstable lunatic. They stripped me of my dignity, bankrupted the Adams estate, and watched coldly as my brother, Lucas, died in a ditch trying to save me. I ended up gasping for air in a burning building, realizing too late that my perfect engagement was actually my execution. I died in the soot and the shadows, feeling the searing heat of a betrayal that burned worse than the fire. I lost everything because I was too blind to see the monsters hiding behind expensive smiles. But then, I suddenly gasped for air and realized the smoke was gone. I was standing in front of a vanity, the calendar mocking me: October 14th. The night of the gala. I had been given a second chance, and this time, I wasn't going to be the victim. I recorded the betrayal on my phone and walked into the library with a heart made of ice. I didn't just blow up the engagement; I demanded a new groom—Hank’s "invalid" older brother, Dereck, a man the world had written off as a dying recluse. "I'll take him," I told the stunned family. I wanted a husband who couldn't cheat, a puppet who would leave me a wealthy widow within a year. I thought I was choosing a safe, broken man to shield me from my enemies. I didn't know that under his blanket, Dereck was hiding a holster, or that the "dying" man was actually a predator who had been waiting for someone exactly like me to walk into his trap.

Billionaire Modern Romance

The CEO'S Surrogate Stripper

Chapter 6

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