Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 1

“Verian Mont, 21 years old, a graduate from North City University, never been in a relationship, healthy…”

The man sitting across her closed the file after reading the document. His eyebrows twitched, and he asked, “Are you sure you want to be a surrogate?”

Verian Mont clutched the hem of her dress with looks of worry and anxiety. Then, she said, “I’m very sure. I need this money.”

“How much do you need?”

Startled, she muttered softly and said, “10…10 million.”

His frown deepened. “This must be kept a secret. Thus, you are not allowed to leave this place throughout the 10 months of pregnancy until birth. Also, you are prohibited from contacting anyone. Are you able to do it?”

Verian Mont’s knuckles turned white from clenching her fists too hard. She took a deep breath. Trembling, she said, “I…, I will promise you, but on one condition.”

“Say it.”

“After signing this agreement, I want 10 million to be deposited into this account as soon as I get pregnant. I need it urgently.”

‘Hah, I really met a girl who only wanted money’.

A hint of disdain flashed across his eyes. “Alright, no problem. Please get ready. The benefactor will arrive at 8 p.m. tonight. He is very demanding, so it will be best if you could get pregnant in one month. Otherwise, forget about the 10 million.”

…

It was about 8 p.m. when Verian Mont was guided into a pitch-dark room in a villa.

The room was so quiet that one could hear the clock ticking.

Moments later, the door suddenly opened. A man walked in through the darkness. It was so dark that she could not see the man’s figure. She was about to hug herself tightly but was hurled onto the bed by a huge hand instead.

“10 million. You’re surely a bold one.”

His cold sneer echoed through the silence and pierced her heart like a dagger.

She squeezed her eyes shut tightly. With trembling lips, she said, “Stop the bullshi*t!”

The man let out a cold hum in disdain…

‘Mont Enterprise will be saved as long as I get through tonight. Then, father won’t be sent to jail because he can’t afford to pay the debts.’

…

The bright rays of the sun shone through the curtains into her eyes, which woke her up. The man from yesterday had already left. The maid in the villa came in and said sternly, “Master will come every night until you get pregnant. If you are not pregnant after one month, you may pack up and leave.”

Verian Mont clenched her fist tightly. She will conceive a child, she will.

A month later, her pregnancy test came back positive.

“Master already ordered someone to deposit 10 million into your account. You may now rest and focus on caring for the unborn baby!”

Verian Mont was unsure whether to laugh or cry. Agitated, she grabbed the maid’s hand. “I want to call my father and ask if everything is alright. I want to ask if he received the 10 million. Please, I beg you. Can you help me out? I swear I won’t say anything! I swear… I beg you…”