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Chapter 6 - Surrogate

Samantha

I sat there in Mr. Lewis's office, stunned and shocked by the unexpected revelation. His words echoed in my mind, and I couldn't quite comprehend the gravity of what he had just disclosed. "I would like to ask if you would consider becoming a surrogate."

My brows furrowed in confusion as I stammered, "A surrogate? Mr. Lewis, could you please repeat that? I must have misunderstood."

He leaned back in his chair, his gaze steady, and repeated, "I am in need of a wife and heir for my family. The Lewis family is bound by tradition, and as the head, I have certain responsibilities, including the need for an heir."

I blinked, the pieces slowly falling into place. A wife and heir? These were not terms I associated with the CEO billionaire persona that Mr. Lewis had presented to the world. My initial shock turned into confusion, as I tried to make sense of the unexpected turn our conversation had taken.

"I don't understand," I said, my voice wavering. "Mr. Lewis, I thought you were a CEO, a billionaire. I didn't know..."

He cut me off gently, "I understand this might be overwhelming. Samantha, I have certain responsibilities that go beyond my role as a CEO. The future of my family depends on finding the right partner, and I believe you could be the key to ensuring that future."

I sat there, absorbing the revelation, my mind racing to comprehend the enormity of the situation. A responsibility to ensure the future of a family was not something I had ever envisioned when I stepped into the Lewis Corporation that morning.

"What does this mean for me? For my family?" I asked, my thoughts racing to the implications of such a request.

Mr. Lewis sighed, "Samantha, I have been observing you for some time. Your dedication to your family, your resilience—these are qualities I believe would make you an ideal candidate to be a partner and a mother for the Lewis family."

The weight of his words settled on my shoulders. The fate of an entire family, its traditions, and its future now rested, in part, on my shoulders. It was a responsibility I hadn't anticipated when I walked into the Lewis Corporation that morning.

"But, Mr. Lewis, I need to understand the implications of this," I pleaded. "I need time to think, to discuss this with my family. This is not a decision I can make lightly."

He nodded, acknowledging the gravity of the situation. "Of course, Samantha. Take the time you need. This is a significant decision, and I want you to be fully informed and comfortable with whatever choice you make."

I sat there, grappling with the revelation that Mr. Lewis had just dropped on me. Becoming a surrogate was a concept I had never envisioned, and the weight of such a responsibility settled heavily on my shoulders. However, a crucial question lingered in my mind, demanding clarity before I could fully comprehend the situation.

"I appreciate your consideration, Mr. Lewis, but I thought being a surrogate involves the biological contribution of both a man and a woman. Do you have a wife?" I asked, my voice cautious, my mind desperately seeking logical explanations.

Mr. Lewis sighed, his gaze focused somewhere beyond the confines of his lavish office. "No, Samantha, I don't have a wife. The egg cell, in this case, would come from you."

His words hung in the air, and for a moment, I felt a surreal disconnect from the reality I thought I knew. I stared at him, the weight of the revelation sinking in. The implications of his request became even more profound, and I found myself at the crossroads of a decision that would redefine not only my life but the lives of those intricately tied to the enigmatic world of the Lewis family.

My initial shock morphed into a stunned silence. This wasn't merely about helping someone conceive; it was about playing a pivotal role in the continuation of a family's legacy. The absence of a wife in Mr. Lewis's life added a layer of complexity to the situation, leaving me with a myriad of questions about the dynamics of the Crescent Moon pack and the traditions that governed its existence.

"I had no idea," I finally uttered, my words a reflection of the whirlwind of thoughts swirling within me.

Mr. Lewis nodded, acknowledging the gravity of the revelation. "The intricacies of my personal life are not widely known, Samantha. The responsibilities I carry go beyond the corporate world. I understand this is unexpected, and I want you to take the time you need to make a decision."

As I absorbed the reality of the situation, I couldn't help but feel a sense of vulnerability. This wasn't a decision one made lightly, and the consequences of my choice extended far beyond the confines of my understanding. The prospect of providing the egg cell for the heir of the Lewis family brought with it a profound sense of responsibility—one that transcended the ordinary boundaries of relationships.

"Mr. Lewis, this is a lot to process," I admitted, my voice a mixture of uncertainty and curiosity. "I need time to think, to understand the implications of what you're asking. And, if I may ask, why me? Why have you chosen me for such a significant role?"

Mr. Lewis leaned forward, his expression thoughtful. "Samantha, I've observed your dedication to your family, your resilience in the face of challenges. The qualities you possess go beyond the surface. I believe you have the strength to navigate the complexities of this responsibility, and your commitment to your family aligns with the values that have defined the Lewis family for generations."

His words resonated with a sense of trust, and yet, I couldn't ignore the magnitude of the role he was proposing. It was as if the threads of fate had intertwined, binding my life to a destiny that was far more intricate and enigmatic than anything I had imagined.

"Thank you for your trust, Mr. Lewis," I responded, my mind racing with the multitude of emotions coursing through me. "I will need some time to consider this, to discuss it with my family. This is not a decision to be made lightly."

He nodded, acknowledging the weight of my words. "Take all the time you need, Samantha. This is a significant decision, and I want you to be comfortable with whatever choice you make. My intention is not to pressure you but to offer you a choice that goes beyond the ordinary."

As I left his office, the corridors of the Lewis Corporation seemed to hold secrets and mysteries that extended far beyond the corporate world.

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