The Virgin Surrogate And The Billionaire CEO

lossy table where Damian sat at the head of the table, his presence commanding respect and silence in the room. The

they spilled could either make or destroy their career. They were men and women with Harv

away. No praise, no irritation, no questions, only an occasional nod, sh

his mind wasn't tethered to the num

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rds had stuck with him. Even when he was surrounded by power, wealth, and the em

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the expensive Montbla

ion, Damian rose, his face expressionless. "That will be all", he said. His voice car

ut, leaving him alon

serenity of the outside world, one he doesn't have.

his empire wasn't his. Not until

four, with him ruling this powerful empire

me woman, chain himself to marital vows, and drag an innoce

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childhood experienced. He remembered her lullabies, her laughter, her arms wrapped around him in pure love. She had whispered once to his ears, whe

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ure in the conference room. He loosened his tie, j

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turn at first. He was used to the sound of t

he said

his room. Reed loosened his tie, and eyed Damian, observing his expressionless f

his friend a glance, his eyes n

o know whether I should start

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Reed's tone softened. "He's not goin

his hands clenched int

you can fight him on everything else. But this...? This is the one

mination visible in them. "The

ses isn't just a company. It's you, your blood. You've bled for this empire. And you're g

stayed

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