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t the perfect candidate refused to be his surrogate, he could

to touch her, as much as he could admit she was pretty outstanding. Hernan just needed her to sit on

s said in a low voice, trying to reassure the bos

as a scowl and his tone, like a bucket of cold water. Cassius looked con

sius questioned and Hernan nodded in agreement

y problem with th

rything to have what he wanted, but not play dirty like tha

ther girls out there. And I am

aited, researched and finally found her. The fact that she is not into it, jumping as a hungry wolf

ut

here so that damn Xandros can take my place. Not him!" The anger in Hernan's

ll tend to it

d need to sleep with him. No, he wasn't an ugly man, but he was in a wheelchair due to an accid

mily, cannot take care of a company. His son, Brennon, was not very inclined to those matters, not only family, but also, business. When Hernan, the elder kid, was old enough to

ed him, he could not turn a blind eye to that fact. That was why he gave Hernan a deadline and that one was coming c

el? yes, but necessary. He then received a message and grinned. His boss was one lucky bastard. Sitting on his chair, he dialed

as buzzing. When he read the ID caller's

swered, as if he didn’t know w

to ask a few questions about

rything with pleasure! And

call and went back to Hernan’s office, with a canty expression. He

gning the papers. When Cassius remained silent, Hernan put the pen down and

ons! She just asked you one thing…” Cassius knew how much Herna

ve, man!’, he

million and a half, for someone who had nothing and needed mone

o hear how much more the woman wanted t

r words, it is unfair to make the child grow up feel

services as a surrogate. But, even so, he didn't believe she would want to keep contact with the child for too long. He sm

r to the apartment I