Babies For The Billionaire CEO

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why you’re doing this,” m

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ould go back and beg for your old job

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ing get New England Digital Marketing off the ground, the two founding partners—Robert Ethier and Robert Beschloss, who I referred to as the Bobs—f

eek before my shares

tract more carefully. I should have hired a lawy

s,” I said bitterly. “Even if

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to do th

titute! And what if you want to keep the baby at the

ough,” I said calmly. “It’s done. I’ve signed up. I’m actually me

g about rich Boston couples coming down and buying up real estat

works out,” I promised. “I’v

said. “I don’t want you getting sex-trafficked lik

Mom,” I said,

But I knew it came from a place of love; she only wanted the bes

about me, I thought with a grimace. Just goes to

. Pregnancy was a big deal, even if it was a pregnancy for another couple. Hell, that made it an even bigg

and I was young and fertile. At least, that’s what my tests showed. Once I ha

asshole Bobs o

the time. It’s, like, the most common thing a woman can do. Literally b

ght. All I knew was that they also wanted to use my eggs. That meant more money than if I was the surrogate for another woman’s fertil

e biggest bang for my buck. But I

elf. It means I’m pushing my boundarie

. Bob Ethier. The name made me want to throw my phone out

manded. “Because I’m not helping you figure ou

n, thank you very much. I’m calling to remind you that you

I hadn’t been in the office since then. “Bob s

ve been busy, of course. Your replacement begins tom

don’t think men get called cunts enough. Because r

ot get e

Telling me you’ll ship my belongings home and then changing your min

aid curtly, “or we’ll place your box out o

treet? SUPER ULTRA MEGA CUN

already

he south side of Providence, in an industrial park alongside the P

lot. A man in a suit was standing outside the car with his hands clasped

nice couple’s house. I expected there to be a white picket fence and a Gold

peration, my mother’s vo

n, the suited man rais

rt of thing,” I said to myself. “Put on your b

just

if he knew me already. “I’m

unced valet with a hard T

t?” I asked, pronoun

Our ride is this way.” He

boat? I wondered. And w

of concern at the back of my neck. Like

d and said, “I know this feels unusual, but I

before shoving their victims i

e an easy-going guy, and I wanted to lik

nts thoroughly,” he explained. “I’m sur

Maybe you got my number, pretended

signed up with the agency eleven days ago. You’re surrogate number 36423, and Pierce Benning is client number 1442. Yo