Spoiled By The CEO, My Surrogate Wife Is Sweet

Chapter 1

Olivia dragged her tired body as she entered through the door of their humble home. Her father was a gambler and a drunkard, and every time he messed with the bad guys, she would always be the one cleaning up after him.

She was in her second year of university and, apart from studying, she had to do all sorts of odd jobs in order to pay for tuition fees, help her father pay off the huge debts that he owed, and have money to buy herself basic necessities.

"You are back?" a middle-aged voice asked Olivia the moment she entered the door.

She did not have the energy to entertain her father as she immediately hurried to her room.

Her father did not care about her attitude. He only looked at her with a cunning gaze, as something strange flitted through his eyes.

Olivia took a quick shower and just as she was about to start her school assignment, a knock came from the outside. She did not need to ask to know who was at the door.

"What do you want?" she asked in a tired but cold voice.

"I know that I have not been a great dad, but I have decided to change for the better. I promise you that I will start to work and you will not have to pay for my debts anymore." Fred said.

Olivia did not respond as she stared at him with an apathetic gaze. She heard so many of those words over the years that her ears were starting to form calluses.

"Dad, just go on with your business, I have a lot of homework to do," Olivia shouted towards the door.

"Olivia, baby, I am serious. Look, I have even prepared you a freshly squeezed mango juice, just the way you like it. Just drink it then, and I won't disturb you." Fred said in an almost begging tone.

Olivia shook her head. She knew that if she did not open the door, her father would continue nagging, and she would be too distracted to do anything.

Thus, she opened the door, took the glass of juice from Fred, and gulped it in one go.

"Happy now?" she questioned as she stared at her irresponsible father.

"Yes, yes. Continue doing your assignments. I won't disturb you anymore." Fred nodded happily and immediately left.

...

Olivia woke up with a splitting headache. Her body was tied to a huge piano, rendering her immobile.

The only thing that could be moved was her legs. When she tried to move, a sharp pain shot through her lower body, causing her to subconsciously scream.

"Ahhhh."

She looked around the room and realized that it was a completely foreign place and she had never seen it before.

In her state of panic, she realized one thing: she was completely naked. There was not a single piece of cloth on her body.

Olivia moved her head to check her body, and when she saw all the love bites from her chest to her thighs, she almost fainted.

"Ahhhhh," she screamed even louder, and her voice seemed to have attracted a few people in the house.

Olivia was panic-stricken, and her mind was in a daze. She was a university student, and although she had never had a boyfriend before, she knew exactly what had happened.

She must have slept with a man? But how? The last thing she remembered was her father giving her a glass of mango juice, and after that, a few men in black suits with huge black shades approached her.

She had thought that she was having a nightmare at that time, but looking at her current condition...

...could she have been abducted and then slept with her abductor? Although the plot seemed bizarre, that was the only explanation she could come up with in her current state.

As she was still pondering, with her heart beating out of proportion, a few servants, neatly dressed, approached her.

They untied her from the piano and covered her with a towel before leading her away.

Olivia tried to resist, but her body was weak, so she could only allow herself to be dragged along.

After bathing her thoroughly, she was made to sit on the dressing table that seemed to have all kinds of makeup.

The servant had just lifted a brush to apply foundation on her face when Olivia caught her wrist. The servant was momentarily shocked, but she did not say a word.

"Who are you guys, and what is this place?" Olivia asked as she stared at the servant's expressionless face.

The servant did not say anything. She did not even look at Olivia in the eye as she started to do her makeup.

Olivia could only resign to her fate. This woman was like a robot, and no matter how she asked, she did not open her mouth to say a thing.

The makeup was soon done, and Olivia was dressed in a gorgeous long black dress.

She looked at herself in the mirror and was stunned by what she saw. Well, she has never known that she was such a beauty. She almost failed to recognize herself after the makeover.

The servant helped her up and led her downstairs. The more they passed through many corridors, the more Olivia was amazed at how huge this house was. There seemed to be no end, and her heart tensed.

After walking forever, they finally reached what seemed like the sitting room. In the living room, there were two people, one was sitting and had an incredible aura, while the other was standing on his side respectfully.

Olivia looked at them and wondered if these two people were the kidnappers, and wondered what they wanted from her. Her gaze lingered a bit on the man who was seated. He had a handsome face that could defy the heavens and summon down the calamity.

He was probably the most handsome man she had ever seen in her life.

The man she was looking at was Ethan Reid, the youngest billionaire and the current president of Reid Corporation. He had taken over the company after his father's retirement, and under his leadership, it had expanded even to the international markets.

Well, as naive as Olivia was, she knew that she had never met this man and they did not have any connection whatsoever. She just wanted to know why she was there and who she had slept with.

As if reading her mind, Ethan signaled his assistant. The assistant respectfully took out a stack of documents from the black leather suitcase he was holding and gave them to Olivia.

Olivia took it with a confused look and browsed through it. By the time she finished, her face was ashen and her lips were trembling lightly.

If the servant had not held her from behind, she would have fallen.

"What... what... what is the meaning of this?" Olivia asked as she looked between Ethan and his assistant.

She was this man's surrogate? But why doesn't she remember meeting with this man or even signing this crappy contract? But her name was on it, and what surprised her even more was her father's name and signature.

"Miss, you have read the contract, and everything that is in it is true," the assistant spoke up.

"How?" Olivia asked. She felt like she was losing her mind.

"Your father sold you to our boss to be his surrogate. I guess you have seen the signature and the name on the paper."

"Impossible. My dad would never do that to me." Olivia instantly denied.

"You, what did you do to my dad? Did you make him gamble for you, and when he lost, you tricked him into doing this?" Olivia asked angrily as she pointed her shaky finger at Ethan.

Ethan's face, which has been expressionless ever since Olivia was brought over, darkened.

'Is this woman kidding me? Why would I resort to such despicable means to get a woman? Does she have any idea how many women want to have a look at me?' Ethan thought angrily in his mind.

"I am calling the police. Not only did you kidnap me, you raped me and even threatened my dad to sign this contract. I am going to report you to the police. I am going to make sure that you rot in jail." Olivia yelled. Although she knew that her father was a gambler and almost never listened to her, there was no way he could sell her.

She still had that little bit of faith in him.

Ethan felt that Olivia was too noisy, so he glared at his assistant.

The assistant knowingly took out a tablet and wordlessly handed it to Olivia. Olivia wanted to throw it away, but when she saw the familiar figure appear on the screen, she paused.

In the video, the father, who had never shown her any concern, the father who was always drunk and fighting, was happily discussing the contract terms.

He even explained how he was going to drug her and make her suspect nothing.

So, it all began with the mango juice that her father had prepared for her.

Olivia was overwhelmed with despair. She could not believe that the father she had fought so much for had actually sold her for some million dollars.

Ethan looked at the woman who was about to break down without any expression on his face. There were no fluctuating feelings, and he was as stoic as ever.

"Woman, from today onwards, I am your master!"

Chapter 2

After Ethan uttered those words, he left without giving Olivia another look. It was just like another business transaction; once the deal was sealed, move on to the other.

Olivia was led to the bedroom by the servant. She was so devastated that the only thing she could do was to cry her heart out.

She was still in disbelief that her father had actually sold her to be a surrogate. She had done everything she could to help him pay off his huge debts that kept on accumulating, but now...

She had even offended the lecturers by missing classes so that she could have a few extra hours to work. Who would have thought that this would be her payback?

She had been sold just like that, to a total stranger. Not only had he slept with her without her consent, but it had also been her first time. She had always heard her classmates talk about this thing, but given that she was too busy running errands to pay off her father's debts and earn herself school fees, she had never had time to date.

But she has always envisioned how her first time would be. But now that she had done it with a stranger, and she did not have any recollection of it, Olivia felt even sadder.

And that man, he was so rude and uncaring. He had only uttered a few words to her and left her, just like that.

Olivia cried until her voice sounded like a frog croaking. Her throat hurt, but she did not want to stop. She wanted to cry until she died.

She resented her greedy father, resented this man who had bought her without her consent, and resented the world for being so unfair to her.

Why had her mom died? She was certain that she wouldn't be going through any of this if she were still alive.

Olivia cried until her eyes were completely dry. It was only then that she calmed down. She looked at her flat stomach and, thinking that she might have that man's sperm in her body, the resentment in her heart reached another level.

She had read somewhere that if you have sex with someone and don't want to get pregnant, there are medicines called morning after, and once you consume them, all the sperm will be washed out of your body.

Olivia stood up and started to ransack the room. From the drawers, under the pillow, in the wardrobe. But even after looking for half a day, she did not find anything. She held her head in frustration, not knowing what to do.

Suddenly, an idea popped up in her mind, making her eyes light up.

Yes, although she could not get the birth control pills in this house, there was a traditional method she had read about in a book. She just needed to consume a certain type of food, and that would be.

Olivia delightedly wrote down all the ingredients required and handed them to the servants, telling them to cook them for her.

Although the servants did not know why their master had suddenly decided to adopt this play toy, they were aware that they couldn't mess with her, so they did as they were told.

Olivia was excited that her method was working, and no one was suspecting anything. She did not know if those servants knew that she was supposed to bear their master a baby. But even if they did, there was nothing they could do to her.

She would just say that she has a medical condition, and she was supposed to consume that kind of food to stay alive.

The servants were quick, and soon a bowl with hot, weird soup was brought to Olivia.

Olivia looked at the 'sperm killing device' in the bowl and felt excited. She only hoped that it would work and kill all the bastards in her body.

Halfway through, the servant who had bathed her and helped her change appeared before her. Her uniform seemed different from the rest, and she looked like their boss.

"In the evening, you will sleep in the same room as the master. You will have to do that until the day you can bore him a successor." The woman said.

When Olivia heard her, she spat out the soup that she was supposed to swallow and started coughing profusely.

"What is wrong? Are you alright?" The woman asked. Although she seemed to be showing concern, her voice was still emotionless.

"I am..." gulp... "I am fine," Olivia said after gulping down a glass of water.

"What, what was that you just said? I did not hear you well."

"I said that our master will be sharing the room with you tonight. It will be like that every day until the day you get pregnant."

Olivia looked at the woman's expressionless face and felt like punching her. How could she say such words to a young lady like her, with a straight face?

"Cough... did your master order you to tell me that?" she asked.

The woman did not answer her. She just looked at the soup that Olivia was drinking with a deep gaze and left.

Olivia looked at the bowl of soup and suddenly lost her appetite. She had thought that her plan was surefire. Who would have thought that the man would be such a narcissist? Not only had he already slept with her, but he also wanted to do it every day.

'No, I cannot allow this to go on. I have to find a way to leave this place or else I might end up dying from all the anger and frustrations.' Olivia thought as she schemed the living room.

"Can I go out for some fresh air? I have been staying in this house for a long time, and I am feeling stifled." Olivia said to the older woman.

"Alice."

"What?"

"My name is Alice," the woman said. She opened the door for Olivia and let her out without a word.

Although Olivia was shocked and suspicious, she happily left the house.

Finally having the freedom that she had longed for, she felt like crying.

She started to walk around the perimeter to see if there was a way to escape this damned place.

Her excitement turned to despair with every turn she made. She realized that this place was heavily guarded. So guarded, she thought that it was the white house.

Every time she turned to a certain corner, she would find a cold-faced bodyguard staring at her. They even had real guns, and their aura alone sent chills down her spine.

'Bro, I am sorry. I promise that I am just looking around. I am not planning to escape.' Olivia shouted in her mind as she made her way back to the house.

Who exactly was this man, and what did he do? That was the only thought that ran through Olivia's mind as she returned to the house.

Her face was pale, and her breathing was haggard.

She returned to her bedroom and threw herself on the bed. She completely removed the thought of trying to escape from her mind. She did not want to have a bullet launched through her heart.

'What am I supposed to do now that I cannot escape? I can't just sit here and let the angels save me, right? By the time they realize that I am in trouble, I will be long dead for sure.'

Olivia lay on her back as she mulled over her situation.

She had to do something to get on that man's bad side. She had to anger him to the extent that he would personally send her away?

But what was she supposed to do to achieve that?

Cut all his clothes into pieces? No, the man seemed rich, and he might not care about a few suits.

Poo on his bed? Jeez, that was gross.

'Stupid head, quickly come up with an idea!'

Chapter 3

Olivia racked her brain, but seeing that there was no good idea that popped into her mind, she left her bedroom in frustration.

As she walked around the house, her eyes caught the servant cleaning by, and they lit up.

Ah, why did she not think about it earlier? These servants should know Ethan better because they have been staying with him.

Olivia devised a plan in her mind. She was just pretending that she was concerned about their master and wanted to know more about him, thus learning a few things that he dislikes.

"Yoh, are you busy?' Olivia asked the servant in a good-natured voice.

"You have eyes, but you cannot even see?" The servant mocked her. She did not like this woman who had popped out of nowhere and entered her master's life.

Although they were told to show total respect, she could not help but disdain her.

Seeing that the servant's attitude was not so welcoming, Olivia did not care. She just wanted to know a few things about that damned man.

She would make sure that she infuriated him until he threw her out of his house. It would be great if he would do it personally.

"I can see that you are cleaning, but you are almost done. I am just here to ask a few things about your master." Olivia stated.

She wrung her hands nervously as if she were afraid the servant would reject her.

The servant looked at her and scoffed. Heh, she had only been here for a day, but she was already asking about their master? Had she already fallen in love with him?

"What do you want to know?" the servant asked. She vowed that she was going to teach this bitch that had tainted their master a lesson.

Ethan was like a god in their hearts. Although he was handsome, he was not someone who liked to play outside. They were actually shocked when this woman was brought here. Maybe she was the one who seduced their master.

"Uhm, just simple things like what your master likes and what he dislikes. You know, I am new here and I don't want to do anything that will anger him." Olivia explained.

Her face was so innocent that no one could tell that a lot of evil plots were now playing out in her mind.

"Our master is always composed. He never shows his emotions in front of anyone," the servant said.

Olivia immediately revealed a disappointed expression. If even the servants did not know their master, who was she supposed to ask?

Seeing her disappointed look, the servant felt disdain in her heart. She was right, this woman had fallen in love with their master.

"But..."

"Is there anything?" Olivia's face lit up with delight.

"There are two things that our master hates, one, he hates the smell of cinnamon, and two, he hates when people get physical with him," the servant said.

Olivia's eyes lit up. Ha, ha, she was glad that she asked.

"Thank you so much for the information," she said to the servant and quickly left. She had to devise her plan and make sure that by the time Ethan got home from work, everything would be perfectly done.

When evening came, Olivia rushed to the kitchen. Seeing that the servants were busy preparing dinner, she offered to do it herself.

"Y'all can leave. I will be cooking for your master today," she commanded.

"Ma'am..." the servants were hesitant.

"Olivia, what are you doing?" Alice came over and asked.

"I offered to cook dinner tonight, but the servants are not allowing me to. I just want to show my sincerity." Olivia said in a pitiful voice.

Alice looked at the chefs and told them to leave the kitchen and allow Olivia to do her thing.

She did not know how deep her relationship with her master would run, but for now, they had to be polite to her.

After the chefs left, Olivia excitedly entered the kitchen. Seeing that all the ingredients had already been prepared and even there was a whole bottle of cinnamon in the cabinet, she was excited.

When Ethan came back from work, he was surprised to see Olivia donning a pink apron and arranging the table. The dining table was filled with lots of dishes, and he wondered if she was the one who had made them.

When Olivia realized that Ethan was back, she flashed him a smile as she ushered him to the dining table.

"Perfect time. Just in time when I am done making dinner." Olivia said. She especially emphasized the last part.

She wanted to make sure that Ethan heard it.

Ethan was momentarily stunned when he heard Olivia. It was only for a split second before he sat down on the dining table. Olivia passed him a warm towel to wipe his hands before she opened the lids covering the food.

When the smell of cinnamon wafted in Ethan's nostrils, his brows furrowed ever so slightly. Olivia, who had been looking at him, was slightly excited.

Heh, she was just waiting for the man to flare up and chase her out of the house. But not only did Ethan not scold her, he immediately took a plate and started eating his dinner. He seemed to be enjoying his meal as he did not even lift his head.

Halfway through, the man lifted his head and looked at Olivia. Her heart skipped a bit, but she became excited. She thought that Ethan could no longer endure the smell of cinnamon in the food and was about to scold her.

"Don't do this for me again next time," the man said in a monotonous voice. Seeing that she might have touched the man's nerve, Olivia decided to up her game.

'Hah, let us see how long you will continue to pretend to like the food when in the real sense you can't wait to throw up.'

After hearing his words, Olivia nodded obediently. When she saw that Ethan had gone back to eating his meal, she stealthily moved her leg under the table until it reached his.

Then, as if not knowing what was going on, she gently started to rub her leg against his as she held her head in her hands.

She started by doing it subtly, but seeing that the man was not reacting, she started to rub it hard.

The moment her leg rubbed his, Ethan's body tensed. He thought that it was an unintentional mistake, so he put it at the back of his mind and continued with his meal.

But the woman was not stopping, and she seemed to be doing it deliberately. His face tensed, and the moment he ate his last spoon, he abruptly stood up, startling Olivia, who had been building a castle in the air.

Thinking that her plan had been perfect and that Ethan could no longer tolerate her, Olivia looked up at the man with an excited expression.

Ethan did not say anything as he immediately scooped the woman in his arms. Olivia was stunned for a moment, but she soon revealed an excited expression.

Well, he was going to personally throw her out of his house, and she could not ask for more. That was what she had been hoping for.

But to her horror, the man did not head towards the door. He headed towards the stairs while carrying her easily in his arms. In her moment of confusion, Olivia seemed to have seen the servant who had told her everything smiling at her smugly.

Before she could react to anything, a deep, sexy voice sounded in her ear, "Woman, you messed with me first!