THE BILLIONAIRE SURROGATES BABY

I Slapped My Fiancé-Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis

Jessica C. Dolan

Being second best is practically in my DNA. My sister got the love, the attention, the spotlight. And now, even her damn fiancé. Technically, Rhys Granger was my fiancé now-billionaire, devastatingly hot, and a walking Wall Street wet dream. My parents shoved me into the engagement after Catherine disappeared, and honestly? I didn't mind. I'd crushed on Rhys for years. This was my chance, right? My turn to be the chosen one? Wrong. One night, he slapped me. Over a mug. A stupid, chipped, ugly mug my sister gave him years ago. That's when it hit me-he didn't love me. He didn't even see me. I was just a warm-bodied placeholder for the woman he actually wanted. And apparently, I wasn't even worth as much as a glorified coffee cup. So I slapped him right back, dumped his ass, and prepared for disaster-my parents losing their minds, Rhys throwing a billionaire tantrum, his terrifying family plotting my untimely demise. Obviously, I needed alcohol. A lot of alcohol. Enter him. Tall, dangerous, unfairly hot. The kind of man who makes you want to sin just by existing. I'd met him only once before, and that night, he just happened to be at the same bar as my drunk, self-pitying self. So I did the only logical thing: I dragged him into a hotel room and ripped off his clothes. It was reckless. It was stupid. It was completely ill-advised. But it was also: Best. Sex. Of. My. Life. And, as it turned out, the best decision I'd ever made. Because my one-night stand isn't just some random guy. He's richer than Rhys, more powerful than my entire family, and definitely more dangerous than I should be playing with. And now, he's not letting me go.

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After a long hectic day, She thought its a nice idea to visit her fiancé. A surprised visit at that. She rest her head on the window as the public bus moved rather slowly on the road, the traffic was gradually clearing off.

"Hmm..." She heaved out a long and deep sigh. "Too bad, getting stuck in traffic after a long day."

She keeps mumbling words to herself, earning a weird look from her seat partner. But what? She doesn't care, all she cared about was getting home real fast to rest her tired bone.

Cars keep honking loudly which annoys her to the core. ‘Why making so much noise after being stuck in the traffic?’ She thought as she let out an aggressive hiss.

After what seems like an eternity, the road was cleared as the bus increased its speed. Her mood lightened up a bit as she noticed the new change, clear smile on her face even though its almost near invisible.

"Finally, just when I thought I'll be buried in this traffic." She muttered all to herself, chuckling at her own statement. Buried, eh?

More than twenty minutes pass and sooner than expected or maybe she has been expecting this, the bus stopped at her bus stop as she quickly highlights from it.

The small smile on her face suddenly disappeared, her expression getting void. "Eh...!" She groaned as she remembered she still have few trekking to do before she finally get to her destination. "This is too bad! Way too bad for me."

She has no other option and she knows that, she clutched her bag tightly under her armpit as she treaded faster on the lone road. Not that it's really that lonely since there are few passersby on the road too.

Megan got to her destination as she input the security passcode and entered the huge house.

"Surprise...?!" She blurted out, with a smile on her face but for no response. She stared around the sitting room but no traces of her fiancé.

"Weird! He's always here every evening when he is back from work, what's wrong today?" She asked no one with her brows creased. "Maybe he is resting in his room."

"Rhett...?"

She dropped her bag on one of the couches before racing upstairs. Just a few steps away from the stairs, she received the shock of her life.

These are females' shoes and a red lacy gown and wait... Panties and brazier too? These aren't hers! She was a thousand and more percent sure about this!

Why is her eyes suddenly giving her the wrong sight?

Or does... does that mean...?!

‘don't think that way, girl...’ Her subconscious hit her.

"It better not be! I should be in a dream instead or maybe hallucinating..." She groaned, strutting her feet to Rhett's bedroom.

A soft sound that came up like moan was heard as soon as she got to Rhett's bedroom doorpost. "Why am I suddenly going nut this evening? Or is it due to the stress I went through today?" She muttered as she pressed her temple with her left hand and used the other to open the door.

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