Bought for the Baby
Imani Anders, Vixa Vaugh

But she’s mine now.
No touching. No feelings. Just a contract.
$500,000 to carry my child and disappear.
But then she moves in.
She hums when she walks. Laughs when she thinks I’m not listening.
She touches my shirts like they won't burn her.
And suddenly, I’m addicted to the sound of her footsteps at 3 a.m.
I don’t flinch when she brushes my hand.
I panic when she doesn’t.
I was supposed to protect the DeWitt name.
Instead, I start protecting her…
from the press, from my past, from the woman who broke me before I knew what breaking meant.
She sleeps in my bed now.
Carries my son.
And finds the secrets I never buried deep enough.
Then she disappears.
And I don’t call the police.
I call people who owe me blood.
Because this was never about a baby.
It was about her.
She signed a contract.
Then she rewrote every rule inside me.
Read on for surrogate pregnancy romance, trauma obsession, forced proximity, and a billionaire who doesn’t do feelings—until he puts a baby in her and wages war to keep her. HEA Guaranteed.