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  THE BILLIONAIRE'S

  ARRANGED TWINS

  A BILLIONAIRE PREGNANCY ROMANCE By..

  TASHA BLUE

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  Summary

  Henry Ellison was a billionaire who was used to getting what he wanted in life.

  And having conquered the business world, Henry was ready to start a family of his own.

  And for this he was willing to hire the beautiful Jamaica Franklin as a surrogate mother.

  However, Henry had one particular demand.

  That she give him twins. Nothing more, nothing less.

  Could this be one demand too far for the mysterious billionaire? Or could Henry will be willing to compromise and accept a rather different 2 for 1 deal?

  Download now and find out this in this one-of-a-kind billionaire romance.

  Copyright Notice

  The Billionaire's Arranged Twins © 2017, Tasha Blue

  ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

  This book contains material protected under International and Federal Copyright Laws and Treaties. Any unauthorized reprint or use of this material is prohibited. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system without express written permission from the author / publisher.

  Contents

  Chapter1

  Chapter2

  Chapter3

  Chapter4

  Chapter5

  Chapter6

  Chapter7

  chapter 8

  chapter 9

  chapter 10

  chapter 11

  chapter 12

  chapter 13

  chapter 14

  Chapter1

  Sitting on a low hill, surrounded by towering sixty-foot pine trees, looking out onto a gray and tempestuous Pacific sea, stood a massive mansion. It was made of many levels, and there were balconies and patios set at different points on the different levels. There were wide and tall windows over the seaside of it, and only slightly fewer windows on the wooded hillside of it. A four-car garage sat at the base of it, while it was topped with a master bedroom that overlooked all the area around the house. There was a small orchard and garden off to one side of the house, and an indoor and outdoor swimming pool and hot tub. A delicate flowering vine covered part of the front of the house, hugging one side of the door. There were no neighbors within a mile of the home in any direction.

  The mansion was made of massive gray stones, looking almost like a modern-day castle, and for that it was named Graystone Manor. It was the home of the Ellison family, who had lived there a long while, and who were one of the wealthiest families in the Pacific Northwest of the United States.

  The Ellison family had once been headed by Edward Ellison, who had maneuvered the stock market with a genius which knew a rare peer. He had married his college sweetheart, Georgia, and together they had given life to one son, Henry. Edward had passed away shortly after Henry had graduated from college, and in taking the reins of the business and family wealth, Henry had turned the multi-million-dollar estate that his father had built into a billion-dollar estate through aggressive advancements in the technology industry he based in nearby Seattle.

  Ellison Incorporated had become one of the cornerstones of solid wealth in the area, and it seemed to the family and to everyone else that it was only going to grow. The loss of his father had devastated Henry, but he was relieved to still have his mother in his life and to be sharing a home with her.

  Georgia was sitting across the dining room table from Henry, pushing the fruit around on her plate with a fork. She was watching him intently. The last of the steam drifted from her full cup of Earl Grey tea and it sat neglected in the saucer that had been served to her.

  “Henry, we have to talk about something important,” she began after a lengthy silence.

  He was a handsome man, some said devastatingly so, while others called him sweet and charming. Henry had inherited his father’s height and good looks; he was six and a half feet tall with a sturdy and strong build, though he wasn’t bulky, he was certainly fit, and he kept himself in excellent health. His mother often told him how much he looked like his father, but that he had more of her strong adventurous personality, her stubbornness, her determination, and sheer willpower.

  He looked up at her, his sandy brown hair curled in waves around the top of his head, his hazel eyes framed by thick, dark, long lashes set on her. He gave her a smile; his clean-shaven cheeks rounding out the chiseled square lines of his jaw.

  “Of course, Mother; what is it that you want to talk about?” He lifted his brows slightly and brought his coffee cup to his mouth.

  She leaned forward just a little and folded her hands together. In her youth, she had been extraordinarily beautiful, and that beauty had stayed with her, softening over the years of her life, but it had taken a toll in the months leading up to that moment, and it was obvious on her face and in her blue eyes. Her blonde hair had become streaked with white, and the lines around her eyes and mouth had deepened.

  “You know that I’m so very proud of what your father has given us, and I’m equally proud of what you’ve done with it, but that’s not what means the most to me. What means most to me is you, Henry. Nothing in this world means as much to me as you do. You’re a good man; you’re dedicated and smart and you have an enormous heart. I couldn’t be happier that I am lucky enough to have you for my son. But with my recent health issues, there is a growing concern that is at the forefront of my mind.” She sighed and gazed at him meaningfully.

  The smile vanished from his face. “Mother, your health is my number one concern. Cancer is nothing to put second. There’s nothing about me that should come before that. Your life is being threatened by that cruel disease, and we have to focus on that and nothing else.”

  She frowned at him and narrowed her eyes. “The cancer that is trying to kill me is exactly why you are at the front of my mind. I’m going through chemo; I’m doing everything I can to fight it, but you know that the doctors aren’t giving me much time to live. You know that my days are flying by, disappearing one by one faster than I can count them.”

  Henry looked away from her, shifting his eyes to the half empty plate in front of him. “Mother, your illness is my only priority. We’re going to do all that we can to beat the cancer that you’re fighting. Nothing else is important. Nothing else matters.”

  Georgia sat up straighter. “There is something else that matters to me. It matters more than anything. I’m fighting the disease, but that isn’t what’s most important to me. You are the most important thing in the world to me, and your future is important. You haven’t settled down, Henry. You haven’t gotten serious about any woman, and I am extremely concerned about it.”

  He frowned. “What? You’re worrie
d because I’m not in a relationship? Mother, you know I haven’t gotten serious about anyone since…” He held off quietly for a moment, not wanting to speak her name. “Since I was in college. I thought I was going to get married. I thought it was going to happen just like you and Dad, and it didn’t. She wanted someone else and she took the ring with her and left me with a shredded heart. I don’t need to be in a relationship. Our business is my relationship. I don’t have anyone on the radar for romance, and I don’t want anyone in my life like that. I’m fine just like I am. I don’t need to have love in my life to be happy. Please don’t worry about that.”

  She pursed her lips and put her hands on the edge of the table, pushing herself up carefully. Georgia made her way around the dining room table slowly, her eyes on her son the entire time. When she reached the chair beside him, she pulled it out and sat down in it, facing him.

  “Henry, it isn’t only your love life that I’m concerned about. I know that you’re independent and strong and that you are focused on the business, but the business doesn’t keep you warm at night, it doesn’t give your life the same kind of meaning that a real love could,” she told him earnestly.

  He opened his mouth to protest again, but she held her hand up to stop him. “Please, darling, listen. I know how much richer your life could be if you had real love in it. I don’t want you to give up on that. I want you to give it a try, and I want you to do it soon, because your love life isn’t the only thing that I’m focused on.”

  Georgia’s gaze became piercing. He looked away and sighed. He knew that he couldn’t argue with her. With a sigh, he turned his attention back to her. “What else are you thinking of?”

  A smile made its way upward at the corners of her mouth. “I was thinking of grandchildren,” she said quietly, and let the words linger in the air between them.

  Henry’s jaw dropped and he stared at his mother. “Grandchildren?” he barely whispered back to her. It took him a full minute before he could shake his head and look at her sternly. “Mother, I’d be glad to give you anything you want, and I can… I could literally give you almost anything that you want, but… how can you even think to ask about grandchildren? Mother, I’m not in a relationship at all, and I don’t even have a woman in my life who I’d consider dating, let alone marrying and having children with. Children couldn’t be further from my mind! I can’t believe you’re bringing them up at all. I just… I can’t even believe you’ve mentioned it.”

  She shook her head. “You listen to me, son. I love you more than anyone in the world, and you know that your happiness is very important to me, but I see how you are about dating, and I worry. I’m afraid that this cancer will take me and you’ll be alone, and then you’ll never find anyone, and you’ll never have children. I’m afraid that you’ll grow old alone, and that is not what I want for you. I want you loved, well loved. I want you looked after and cared for. I want you to have a wife and a family. I want the very best for you.”

  He shook his head and opened his mouth to argue with her and she closed her eyes and held her hand up again, unwilling to hear it from him. A moment later she spoke once more. “Darling, I want all of that, but I also want grandchildren. I don’t have much more time on this earth, and I don’t want to pass away not having ever seen my own grandchildren. I want them, more than anything else in this world. I want to see your babies and hold them in my arms. I need that, Henry. I need to see my grandchildren before I die!”

  Her voice had grown adamant, and he felt his gut clench. He shook his head slowly and gave her a sorrowful look. “Mother, you’re asking me for the one thing that I can’t give you. There’s no way that I’m going to be able to get into a relationship serious enough to bring children into the world, especially in the time frame that the doctor’s say that you have left. It’s just not possible. They’ve said you wouldn’t have much more than a year to a year and a half. That’s not enough time. I don’t even know anyone who I would consider starting a family with. This is the most unreasonable thing you’ve ever asked of me. I wish I could give you what you want, but I just can’t this time. It’s just not possible.”

  “It is possible. A baby takes nine months,” she said quietly, watching him. “With any luck, you could have two before I pass away, if you hurry. That’s not too far out of the ballpark.”

  He furrowed his brow. “Mother, it’s a completely unreasonable request. You know I love you and that I’d do anything for you. I appreciate that you have my best interests at heart and that you want the best for me, but I just can’t get that serious with someone, with anyone, fast enough to give you grandchildren. We don’t have that much time. Please… don’t ask me that.”

  “I am asking you that,” she said quietly, looking at him seriously. “I want to see my grandchildren before I leave this world. That’s all there is to it. I want to see you happy and settled down. I want to see you in love, and I want to see my grandchildren. That’s what I want. It’s what I need. Please… give me that. Find a way to give me that.”

  Henry closed his eyes and sighed. His mind was going a million miles an hour. He wished that he could think his way out of what his mother was requesting of him, but he knew better. He knew that her heart was set on it, and that there would be no changing her mind. He was stuck between a rock and a hard place with no way out.

  He looked back at her and rested his hand on top of hers, speaking with a kind and heartfelt voice. “Mother, I love you with all of my heart, but this time I can’t give to you what you’re asking of me. I wish I could. I wish it was possible for me to do it, because I’d do it in a minute if I was able to, but this is the one thing that I can’t give you, and it breaks my heart to tell you no, because I know how much it means to you. There’s just no way for me to give you that. I’m sorry. I’m so very sorry.”

  With that, he let go of her hand and stood up from the polished dark wooden table. She looked up at him imploringly. “Henry… I’m dying. It means everything to me to see your children. Please… at least try. Try to find a way. Somehow…” She looked as if her very life depended on it.

  He sighed and nodded, leaning over to kiss her cheek. “I’ll do my best, mother. I love you.”

  Turning from her, he walked out of the room feeling as if the weight of the entire world was bearing down on his shoulders. He had no idea what he was going to do about her request, but he knew that there was no real way that he could do it. He hated to break his mother’s heart or to deny her anything, as she so seldom asked for anything, but there was just no way in the world to do it. That he knew to be true.

  ***

  The soft glow of light from a massive crystal chandelier gently reached through the darkened corners of the elegantly decorated room, subtly caressing all that it touched, from red velvet cushioned seats to thick hand carved mahogany tables, and the carefully styled hair and perfumed skin of many a well-dressed lady and gentleman.

  It was one of the finer restaurants in the Seattle area; a little tricky to get to, but it had a stunning view of the city before it, and the Puget Sound beyond it. It was the perfect place to take a date for a romantic sunset meal, but it wasn’t quite sunset, and it wasn’t going to be anything like a romantic meal.

  Henry smiled as the couple sitting at the table he was headed for stood up and greeted him warmly. The man, a slightly heavy gent with dark hair, dark eyes, and a genuine smile, reached his hand out to Henry and half hugged him as he spoke his name in welcoming tones.

  “So good to see you Henry! Glad you could make it,” David Carlton said to him as he released his hand. David was one of the best attorneys in the city, though he didn’t look like a shark. He had a pleasant air about him; a friendly and accepting demeanor, a sharp mind, and a cracking wit. He was able to win most of his cases with intelligent, well thought out and meaningful points, rather than a nasty fight.

  The woman beside him reached her arms out and closed them around Henry’s neck. She gave him an honest grin. The
blonde curls of her hair were pulled up in a carefree but pretty knot at the back of her head, leaving loose tendrils around her slender neck and shoulders. Her blue eyes shone and a dimple formed in one cheek as the creases at the corners of her eyes deepened when she smiled.

  “Hi Henry!” She looked upon him as if he was someone dear that she was thrilled to see, and he hugged her in return and gave her a grin. She always greeted him that way, whether things were good or not, whether she had seen him recently or not for a little while, it was always the same with her. She had a heart of gold.

  The three of them sat and ordered their drinks and dinner, and Henry looked at David. “How goes the world of law these last couple of weeks?”

  David shrugged and laughed, looking downward with a slight blush on his cheeks. “Well, it’s law, right? Win some lose some, I guess.”

  “You’re telling me you actually lost some?” Henry raised one brow subtly and eyed his best friend with mirthful doubt.

  David gave his head a little shake. “Not really, no. It’s been a good week. Saved the good people, put the bad people where they go. That’s my job.” He waved his hand in the air.

  “And you, Marina?” Henry turned his gaze toward David’s sweet wife. “How are you doing? What have you been up to?”

  She brightened and her excitement was catching to both men. “Well, we went to a little community concert and one of the people who I play violin with in the city symphony was bragging about me to the art museum director, and the director asked me to come and play for a special private event that they’re having to reveal some Impressionist works of art that have never been shown in this country before! I’m so thrilled I can hardly stand it! I’m really looking forward to it.”

  Marina seemed to gush, but in a charming and endearing way. Both men shared her joy. She looked back at Henry.