"And what's next?" I asked, my voice laced with sarcasm. "No breathing without permission?" Marcos ignored my comment and kept reading. "Rule number four: You will not leave the mansion except for doctor's appointments, which Aiden will accompany you to." I rolled my eyes at the smirk on Aiden's face. He seemed to enjoy the fact that I was being trapped in his mansion. I wanted to say something, to tell him how ridiculous this all was, but I bit back my words. I didn't want to give him the satisfaction. "So, I'm basically a prisoner here," I said, trying to keep my tone neutral. Aiden shrugged. "You're being dramatic, Kimberly. You're just following the rules to ensure a healthy pregnancy." I scoffed. "Healthy pregnancy? You mean a controlled pregnancy. You're controlling every aspect of my life, Aiden." Marcos cleared his throat, . "Let's just focus on the rules, okay?" But I wasn't having it. "No, I think we should talk about how ridiculous this all is. You're treating me like a prisoner, Aiden. And what's with the doctor's appointments? Why do you need to be there?" Aiden leaned back in his chair, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Because, Kimberly, I need to make sure that my child is being taken care of. And that includes making sure that the mother is following the rules." I felt a surge of anger at his words, but I bit back my retort. I didn't want to give him the satisfaction of getting a rise out of me. Instead, I just rolled my eyes and looked away, trying to compose myself. Aiden didn't say a word, his expression unreadable as he handed me the pen. I took it, feeling a sense of trepidation as I signed the document. It was done. I was trapped. Kimberly, a young woman with pediatric inversion, agrees to be a surrogate for Aiden Everest, a wealthy and controlling man, in order to fund her college education. As she navigates her new reality, Kimberly must confront her own feelings and the true cost of her decision.