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Harper never planned to sell her womb, not until her father’s debt left her with no other choice. When she applies to become a surrogate, she also never expects to be chosen by the city’s most ruthless and powerful Mafia King. Even more shocking? The man behind the contract is hauntingly familiar. He is Cade Leone, the ex she had to dump and leave years ago. After all these years, how will they face what remains of their love and pain?

Blurb: Desire isn’t polite. It doesn’t knock. It doesn’t wait until you’re ready. It comes like a spark in the dark; unexpected, magnetic, impossible to ignore. This book was written for the readers who crave more… More heat. More tension. More forbidden touches and reckless nights. More moments that make your breath hitch, your pulse race, and your imagination run wild long.

It’s been five years since Maya left everything, leaving her family, and her friends, to go and built her future. And now, after five years, she’s forced to come back and face everything she left behind, and she’s not alone, she has a child to think about, no time for man or friends until she found Nate, her childhood love, the one who broke her heart years ago and now? Now she found herself facing her past and her feeling for the father of her child and her great love.

Waking up hungover next to my arch-nemesis – the city's most notorious fuckboy? Worst. Morning. Ever. I handled the walk of shame with icy dignity, but fate had a bigger curveball: one month later, two pink lines. My baby. My rules. His involvement? Zero. My flawless plan hit a snag when morning sickness ambushed me in the office restroom. He walked in. His eyes locked onto my still-flat stomach, darkening with something dangerous. Before I could blink, he had me pinned against the cold tile wall. "Who's the father?" he growled. I met his glare with a frosty smirk. "Wouldn't you like to know? Definitely not you." Then it happened: a hot tear hit my neck. His voice cracked, raw and desperate. "Don't... don't leave me. Please." Me: ...Dude. Seriously? THIS IS YOURS!

I am born with a body that draws men in, but the moment I marry, I develop a terrifying allergy to them. Every time my husband and I try to be intimate, my skin erupts in violent rashes, and I nearly suffocate. Still, I want a child so badly that one night I climb into his bed in secret, willing to gamble with my life. Strangely, nothing happens—no hives, no swelling, no shortness of breath. My husband even takes me to a clinic, where the baby is confirmed healthy. For the first time, I believe life can return to normal. Eight months in, we share a bed again. The allergic reaction hits instantly, worse than ever, and I'm rushed to the hospital. When the procedure ends, he is nowhere to be seen. I step into the hallway and hear him talking with his friends. "Did you see her face? Swollen like that. Ridiculous." Leonard Carter swings a vial of the custom serum he has been giving me and snorts. "I engineered this formula myself. It makes her break out the second a man touches her. It keeps her off me. "She wanted a baby so badly. Fine. She's carrying mine and Hannah's. That should make her feel accomplished. "When she gives birth, I'll let her spend the rest of her life calling herself Mrs. Carter." Blood drains from my face. The child I've been cherishing isn't even mine.

He is a handsome Billionaire. He needed an heir. Surrogacy is the answer. I love her. She is beautiful and talented. She is hopeless and needs money. Surrogacy is the answer. I love him. A surrogacy contract that explores her personality, her soul, and the inner sanctum of her heart. She discovers a new way of life with the Billionaire, the Personal Assistant, and the Valet. A whirlwind of passion, desire, and love.