A million dollar job: the billionaire secret surrogate

This was my idea of celebrating my last night in this world. When my friends suggested we go to a club to celebrate our graduation, I immediately became interested.

"Hey Rose, as the best graduating student the bills will be on you!" Molly, one of my classmates pointed out and the rest agreed with her, do they think I was some sort of rich kid?

Little did they know that the only money I had was the 100 dollars my favorite teacher rewarded me with after being awarded as the best-graduating student. My situation was so bad that even with the college scholarships I'd been offered, I still couldn’t afford transportation as little as that may seem.

I smirked, "that won't be a problem." My confidence was a facade, but they didn't notice.

They cheered as we left the school parking lot together. I followed Molly home to hang out with her until it was time for us to meet up with the others at the club.

My phone kept ringing and ringing but I wasn't going to pick up. "Won't you get that?" Molly asked, gesturing to the phone.

"It's not important." I lied then turned it off.

Today was nothing but the saddest day of my life even if I should be the happiest person.

My sister, the only one who might have attended my graduation had just been admitted to the same hospital as my mom. My mother, battling stage 4 cancer, hadn't been home in months. Now my little sister was sick too, all because I couldn't take proper care of her. I was always buried in part-time jobs, trying to scrape together money for my mom's hospital bills while still paying off the mountain of debt my late father left behind.

Life was cruel. I was too scared to keep living it, and that's why I'd decided to end it. I knew suicide was wrong. But dying felt easier than enduring another day living in debt, so I made the cowardly choice.

I planned to have a perfect ending though, I'd go to the club with my friends, follow a stranger home, lose my virginity, and commit suicide. At least that way I'll experience living before I finally die.

"If they ask for your age, tell them twenty two." Colleen, one of our male friends said and I nodded.

Seemed like they've done this before because am the only one that looks nervous. On top of that, the dress molly have borrowed me was gorgeous but had too much opening and hugged my curves tightly. Not to brag but I knew I was beautiful, my straight blonde hair and curvy figure attracted lots of guys but I always had bigger problems and that's why I never had the luxury to be wild like my friends. Although, tonight that will change.

We flashed them our fake IDs and the bouncers let us in.

Molly dragged me to the bar side and we ordered drinks for everyone. We went to our table, played games as we drank, took shots that seemed excessive but fun, danced like crazy on the dance floor and before we could call it a night it was time for me to pay.

"Not that I don't have money to pay but I'll like to play a game." I faked a smile and looked around the club.

"What game?" Colleen asked.

"It's okay if you can't pay it, we were only joking." Molly cut in.

It was true that I didn't want to embarrass myself by confessing how broke I was but I had an idea and it would be fun if they let me do it.

"That's not the problem." I replied her and looked back at Colleen. "The game I have in mind is to get one of those guys that haven't been able to take their eyes of me to pay our bills."

"Damn girl, let's see you try." He dared me as the rest encouraged me to try.

My eyes ventured around again, looking for the right prey and then it landed on a painfully handsome man. He was sitting alone at the bar stand and drinking, he looked ravishing with the way he sat like the world revolved around him. His midnight black hair fell loosely over his face, the first few buttons of his shirt undone, and his expression distant and unreadable.

"That one."

They all turned to him and back at me. "He looks..." Molly's words stock in her mouth. Am sure she noticed his powerful aura too, "go girl, he's a good catch." She said it like he was some good for tonight’s dinner.

"Be careful, he might be out of your league," Colleen eyed the stranger at a distance just before I stood up and left.

The stranger's eyes looked up and we made our first eye contact, a smug smile formed on his lips as he watched me walk toward him. I immediately became nervous but quickly covered it up as I swayed my hip seductively like I see them do in movies. It seemed to have caught his eyes as he trailed his gaze down.

I acted like I didn't notice him when I got to the bar stand and pretended to wait for the bartender.

"Hello pretty." His deep masculine voice sounded so good, it made my skin tingle like I've not heard a man speak before.

I turned to him casually like he was not affecting me badly. "Hi." I gave him a small smile.

"Don't you think it's boring here?" He asked informally as if we'd met before.

"Yeah, a little." That was not true but if I wanted to be on his good side, I had to agree with him.

"Then we should leave together and have some fun elsewhere." He was so straight to the point, he knew what he wanted and did not want to waste time testing it.

"Well..." I glanced back at my friends. He followed my gaze. "I could come with you, but I need to settle my friends' drinks first."

"I can take care of that for you." He brought out his card and paid for everything without blinking.

"Can we go?" He asked as he returned his card into his pocket.

"Yeah." I signaled my friends that the bills had been handled and I was leaving with him.

As a gentleman surprisingly, he opened the door of his car for me. It seeemed like he was used to this but me on the other hand, I was scared about my reckless behavior and shamefully excited about what was going to happen tonight.