Bound By The CEO's Deal

shrieks of lost souls. On the 88th floor-the highest level of the Power Group Tower-the lights from massive tempered glass panels cas

but did not drink. At thirty-two, he possessed a look that would make supermodels envious: a straight, chiseled nose, a sharp jawline, and deep ey

h school, he chose to vanish from his hometown, personally severing all ties to the years of being suppressed and despised. He had spent his entire youth "restruc

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etary entered, her breath somewhat labored, holding a

London has arrived. I think y

s voice was low and muffled:

ope. He had been waiting for this for two weeks, ever since the first headache caused him to collapse in the middle of a contract signing. At the time, he

eptic and a cruel fate. Aiden scanned the complex medical terms in English until his eye

lapse. The steady legs that had once navigated the fiercest business arenas

mo

call. Six months for a brilliant life that had only truly just begun

ered a self-deprecating laugh

death years ago. If he fell now, the Power Group would fall into the hands of greedy relatives, and his parents would grow old

violently, sweeping everything off his desk. The computer, documents, and wine glass shattered across the floor; the red liquid sta

thought emerged. He had no time for romance, no time for the tedious rituals of

his feet and dialed

to my office

ht-hand man-rushed in. Witnessing the chaos and Aiden's pale fac

end. The room fell into a deathly silence. Nolan's eyes redden

ng decisiveness. "I didn't call you here for comfort. I need you to carry out a top-secr

me to do?" Nolan

York night, where the lights still flickered like

will draw up a surrogacy agreement with the strictest terms. A fair trade: she will rec

. even as a contract, it's too cold. What

s! I cannot let a woman enter my life only to force her into immediate mourning. I need a commitment on paper-someone willing to bea

driven into a corner by death. He understood that for Aiden, leaving an heir

able foundations we sponsor, I have always maintained records of individuals with exceptional IQs an

twine with the profound loneliness of his soul. He stood up, walked slowly to the glass cabinet, and poured another glass of stron

are who she was, where she came from, or what desperation drove her to sell her freedom. To Ai

g across the cold marble floor. Beyond the transparent glass walls, the city remained ablaze with lig

price tag, and he had just spent a fortune to buy out the dignity of a stranger. He didn'

eases to be a person. She becomes an asset, a playt

wo extremes of despair would collide: one who had nothing left to lose, and one w