Snoozing Through My Surrogacy Trap

I just wanted a quiet morning and a cup of cheap instant coffee. Instead, my vile uncle decided today was the day to sell my wardship to a sweatshop, forcing me to dive out the fire escape in my pajamas and crash directly onto the hood of Daxen Vexlan's luxury hover-limo. Daxen is the glacial, untouchable CEO of Vexlan Innovations. He wants an heir, but absolutely refuses to ever fall in love. I want ten million credits to permanently buy my legal emancipation. It was supposed to be a simple, emotionless surrogacy arrangement. But then the pregnancy cravings hit, and this terrifyingly cold man buys an entire agricultural quadrant just so I can have fresh strawberries. Worse, his elitist mother is trying to bribe me to leave, my best friend is hiding a chaotic secret, and Daxen's routine monitoring has escalated to violently threatening anyone who interrupts my fourteen-hour naps. And the worst part? My massive payout is locked in a trust I can only access while living under his roof. Now I'm trapped with a micromanager who thinks my laziness is a medical emergency. Will I ever get to sleep in peace, or is this icy CEO about to ruin my ultimate lazy life?