The Billionaire's Surrogate: A BWWM Pregnancy Love Story Read Free

bottle of sparkling water. “That’s
all you get,” she said sternly.
    Max pouted like a baby.
“Why?” he wailed.
    Christine just ignored
him and turned to leave.
    “ Hey
Chris?” Max said. Christine turned around to glare at him.
    “ Thanks
for the delivery,” he said.
    Christine said nothing,
just resumed her walk out of his room.
    *****
    The examination was not
as horrible as Max imagined it would be, but the pain of having his
intergluteal cleft penetrated was exacerbated by his mother calling
his phone right after. Andrea, his personal assistant, usually
fielded all calls from France just in case his mother was using
someone else’s phone but she wasn’t here right now and
Max had thought it was Martha…or Christine. So he hadn’t
glanced at the caller ID before picking up. His mind might have been
on the throbbing sensation emanating from his ass and maybe worried
about the fact that bleeding was said to be a possible side effect of
the procedure.
    “ Max mon cher, ”
his mother’s voice spread like a noxious cloud inside his head.
    “ Maman ,
what can I do for you?” Max replied.
    “ Je
voulais juste voir comment vous faisiez mon
cherie, ” Claire Lestrange said.
She wasn’t even French; she’d moved to France when she
married Oscar Lestrange but she was originally from the Mid West. Max
had gone to school in France, he’d spent only holidays in
America until he joined Harvard University to pursue law and yet he
didn’t keep dropping French words into his conversations like
his mother did. He found her to be an extremely pretentious twat.
Perhaps because she was little better than white trash before Oscar
picked her up at a county fair one day and fancied himself in love
with her. The honeymoon had lasted only long enough to produce one
child and then Oscar and Claire Lestrange had gone their separate
ways. Not too far though…Oscar wouldn’t grant her full
custody and Claire was not about to let go of that child support.
    “ I
am doing well thank you for asking Maman ,
however I’m very tired and I need my rest so I will talk to you
another time,” he said hanging up before she could come up with
the real reason for her call which probably involved some sob story
about how she needed more money. Now that his father was dead, Max
was in charge of his vast fortune in real estate and automotive
parts. The latter had began as a passion of Oscar’s and had
grown into a multi million dollar enterprise with an exclusive
Formula One contract. That was in addition to his own businesses in
America that mostly consisted of making deals and getting in on the
ground floor of profitable ventures. His investment in the Fast and
Furious franchise for example had netted him a pretty penny plus his
company provided the parts for all the cars.
    He’d said he was
tired just to get rid of his mother but Max found himself drifting
off to sleep soon after that phone call. He guessed this…whatever
it was…was really taking it out of him.
    *****
    “ It
might be cancer,” Dr. Benson said looking solemn. “It
might be just a severe case of prostatis. We have to be prepared-“
    “ Is
it going to kill me Carlyle?” Max interrupted.
    Dr. Benson sighed. “No.
You’re in excellent health and this type of cancer is curable.
But we’re jumping the gun here; the disease is not confirmed.
The results of the biopsy are not out.”
    “ What
does the treatment entail?” Max asked ignoring the disclaimers.
    “ It
varies from watching the situation to aggressive radiotherapy,”
Carlyle said.
    “ I
vote for the latter,” Max said at once.
    “ We
have to wait for the results Max,” Carlyle said with a tired
sigh.
    “ What
are the repercussions of treatment. Haven’t I heard something
about impotence?”
    Carlyle took a seat and
crossed his legs. “Yes, impotence is a possible side effect, as
well as sterility. There are also other effects and hence why we need
to be sure before we go further,” he said