I Carried His Twins, Lost Them in Eleven Seconds

Werewolf Romance14 chaptersCompleted

The pregnancy test showed two pink lines the morning they came to repossess my sister's ventilator. I remember the exact sequence: the nurse yanking the plug, Lily's monitors screaming, and me — standing in a gas station bathroom with a plastic stick that said I was carrying a billionaire's twins. I was nobody. A twenty-two-year-old nursing student drowning in six figures of medical debt. My sister Lily had been in a coma for eight months. Insurance had laughed in my face. Then the Kessler Agency called. "We have a client. Top-tier. He needs a surrogate. No contact. No name. No questions. Payment: three million, wired upon live delivery." Three million. Enough to keep Lily alive for a d

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