Pregnant With Billionaire Alpha's Twins

The conversation unfolded as follows: "I was told," the individual said, holding up a piece of paper, "Vida, you agreed to a surrogacy arrangement. After my master handed you the payment, you absconded with his funds." "I assure you," I replied, laughing and returning the document, "that signature doesn't belong to me. It seems you've fallen victim to a scam, sir. This contract is no longer valid. I must leave now." My escape path was cut off, as his muscular arms, veins pulsating, blocked my way. He leaned in, his breaths heavy, our faces almost touching. Then, in a sudden turn of events, he exclaimed, "Mate!" In my seven-year search for my fated partner, I had encountered numerous disappointments, unaware that my inability to procreate with anyone other than my true mate was a hidden challenge. As fate seemed to intertwine, why did this human catch my attention?