THE BADASS BILLIONAIRE'S SURROGATE

PROLOGUE

Jason stepped into his bedroom to find her curled in his bed. He stayed back, scared of what would happen if he moved closer. He had deliberately stayed at the office so she could be asleep before he came home. He was scared of the way he felt around her. Her growing stomach was doing things to him. And though he wanted to feel this way again, he didn't want it to be so soon. Now when his wife's dead body lade barely cold in her casket.

The woman tossed and turned in his direction. She turned again apparently having a dream. His legs moved of their own accord to the bed. The duvet that covered her was parted from her curvy boobs down to her stomach. She had on a transparent robe that covered lace bra. Sighing, he sat down beside her and pulled the duvet up to cover her. Then he found himself starting at long smooth leg too. He covered that up. Either it was long he had sex or this woman right here was making him hard in a way he never had before.

"Jase." She muttered.

Jason tensed. Only Ellen used that name. Somehow though, Evan and had picked that particular name for him too. It was like both women were made just to confuse him while turning his world upside down.

"Jase, let him go."

She was doing it again, muttering while she sleeps. As she kept muttering in her sleep, Jason realised his late wife; Ellen, had been right after all. Evangeline does sleep-talk. He tried listening to whatever she was saying. They came only in ragged breaths.

"Love."

He sat up straight. Did she say 'Love?' Unsure, she bent closer to her face. His left ear was pressed closer to her lips, and though he stayed there a while, no sound came out from those lips. Warm air fanned his ear instead. He moved back and turned to stare at her. Her lips formed an irresistible L-shaped. He stared at them. They were fuller and pinker, a result of his blooming baby in her stomach. Done with the games and heartaches, he let his heart guide him this time as he took her lips gently.

Evangeline woke up to the arousal. Jason's mouth was demanding hers to open. They were gently nudging, his tongue pushing forward too. She opened up for him and was swept up in the current of kisses. This was something more. It was not like the chaste kiss they had shared the other day.

These were passionate and intriguing and exciting feelings she never thought she had. Her stomach fluttered happily, and she felt hot fluid drop in her panties. Embarrassed, she tried pushing him away. But he wouldn't let go. He held her head in place and continue to kiss her.

His hands started down on night robe and pried them open. The cool night air blew her open boobs, but they were covered by his warm hand before she could feel the chill. She gasped as his warm hand palmed her skin. His tongue found the perfect time to plunge in deeper. Pulling away, he loomed over her and settled beside her. She sat forward, willing him to continue. When he hesitated, she pulled him closer and delved in his mouth too.

Jason started to draw a light circle around her breast through the sheer lacey bra. He could feel her nipples hardening. As his hand found her open mould, she tensed.

"It's okay." He encouraged, as he busied his hand with her strap.

She let him unhook it. Their eyes met and locked sensually as he let her robe fall off her shoulders. He took his time drinking in her voluptuous curves. He had always guessed she filled up in the right places. She was sexy and inviting. Slowly, he moved closer to her and resumed kissing her. But this time, it was brief. His mouth slides down her neck.

Then her neck collar. Finally, he found her hardened nipple. With a gentle suck, she became lucid in his hands. While he worked that breast, his other hand pulled and rubbed the other nipple. Evangeline gasped then flinch as he gently bites at her sensitive nipple. He continues to work on both boobs, alternating between both at intervals with his hands and mouth until she climaxed. Then he began to act frenzy, apparently needing to sate himself too.

He removed her clothes with practised precision and gently too. All the while is cautious of her budging stomach. When she was completely naked, he proceeded to undress her. Like he did her, Evangeline let her gaze travel down his whole length. He was stone rigid, and his arousal made her tingle sweetly in her inner tight. Satisfied with the look in her eyes, Jason joined her in bed. He laid down and gently lifted her on him.

Evangeline was going to protest. She wanted him in deep rides with her. But before she could, he pushed her down in one stride, forcing her to take the whole length of him. She moaned out in pleasure. They soon found a rhythm.

She swinging down to move deliriously on him while he jerks upward to drive himself deeper into her. Their moans and groans with their passionate lovemaking sweat filled the air. Their lovemaking continued until the early hours of the morning. Both demanding and getting their fill of each other. Exhausted, they had both fallen asleep.

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The next morning, Evan woke up late. She continued to sleep until the late hours of the morning. Tired, she stretched and tensed as her body ached. Smiling, she reached over to the other side of the bed. If it had been once warm, the warmth wasn't there anymore. It was cold.

Her eyes opened in apprehension as she looked everywhere for the man she had just spent the night with. Managing to drag herself off the bed, she went to the bathroom, then the kitchen and finally the living room.... he wasn't there. Jason Valdez had once again left her. Searing pain tore at her heart. She wouldn't let that bother her. She needed to leave his apartment early. There was no point stating where she wasn't wanted. Why did he always do this?

Feeling dirty, she went to the bathroom to draw herself a warm bath. As she washed thoroughly in the toilet, memories of last night washed her. She couldn't remember the last time sex had felt this good. Angry at herself for thinking such, she sponged herself until her pale skin reddened. Then she came out and dressed up hurriedly. Her gaze fell on the bedspread that had witnessed so much of their lovemaking. A sad tune started to play in her head. Annoyed, she packed the spread and dumped them in the laundry machine. She added the detergent and set it. While waiting for the device to clean the stains, she went about packing her things.

Suddenly feeling the urge to eat and craving some fruits, she opened the fridge. Instead, the fruit salad Jason had brought in last night stared at her. Still upset, she ignored it but then reached for it. She took a reluctant bite and closed her eyes in ecstasy.

"Hmmmm!" Loving the taste, she sat down to eat.

The meal made her heavy, and she strolled to the dishwasher. Done, she aired the clothes in the laundry machine. Once back, she looked everywhere. Sure there was nothing more to do, she took her bag and began to head out. At the door, she stumbled by a rigid body. Shocked, she looked up to see herself staring into cold blue eyes.

"Where do you think you're going?" Jason asked.

Exhausted, emotionally drained, heavy, with hormones running wild, Evangeline burst into tears.

Jason did all he could to calm her down. But even then, she continued to cry in heavy sobs. When she quietened a little, she smiled through swollen eyes at him.

"I'm sorry, it must be the hormones."

He didn't even know how to respond to that. Should he ask why she was leaving? What if that makes her cry again?

"You were leaving?" He decided to pry, stilling himself for whatever she would say to him.

"I thought you'd left again."

"Oh! I just went to sort some things out in the office. I did promise you a nice weekend and I intend to make it worth it." He assured.

"Shh ahh." Jason cautioned Evan with a finger to his lips. He had sensed another presence in his home the moment he stepped in. Just now, he heard the door creaked. Someone was trying to get in.

He walked Evan out of the living room to his bedroom through the other door. This room was too open. So many entrances and open space to be safe for only him. Though two security men were somewhere in the house, he had no idea where they were and if they were alert. He needed to get them online. But first, he had to keep Evan safe.

When they were both safely in, he secured the room and called Sloane. "He's here." He told him. As the men quickly coordinated his team, he disconnected and dropped the phone.

"What are you doing?" He asked seeing Evan moving around aimlessly.

"My legs are cramped." She explained.

"You need to stay put." He told her.

"My legs." She bites her lips and he knew she was in some kind of pain.

He was beside her immediately, "Deep breaths." He cajoled and helped her to the bed, then propped her legs up for easy blood flow. "Okay?"

"Better." She smiled.

His team had stack each room with a gun in case this happened. He reached for the one in this room under the sink. Checking the latch and the bullet, he closed it back and moved towards the door. From the keyhole, he tried to check if the intruder was in. Seeing no one, he stayed put. He was still there when he saw his own men come in through the other door.

Whoever had come in hadn't known they had been prepared for this. He was about to open the door when he saw his men rush at the door. Someone had been lurking there. They grabbed the man, bound him and gently tapped his door. Jason opened to see the gagged man on his floor. He stooped down to you'll off his mask. It was the same man that had been following Evan all day.

"Who the hell sent you?" He asked before slamming his fist angrily into his face.