A surrogate for the billionaire

RyleeIt’s a new year….the Xmas celebrations are over. Hearts are in love and some are heartbroken. Shops are closed and the streets are as dry as a graveyard. After the Xmas celebrations, we were expecting a fuller street for the new year but it seems people are over it already.“Hey, you, we baking today?” Laura said smiling broadly at me “We have to, it’s our job..the streets look dry and empty but we can still do deliveries” “Miss Jolie didn’t think it’s a good idea to open the shop today but I insisted we should ““What harm would be done when we are only trying to fill a lot of bellies with our delicious cakes”I shruggedShe moved to open up the sign and rearrange the Xmas decorations.“Good morning Miss Ry”“How are we today” my work husband comes through. Lucas is my favorite person. He must be in a good mood seeing he was wearing his jumper. “We are all good, Lucas”“How was the Xmas celebration at your end ““Good, good” he drank from his little bottle “Come to my end whe

LeonardoStepping into a cake shop brought memories of childhood. Memories like fighting for cakes with my siblings, waiting for the delivery man, and running around with pieces of cake all over the mansion. I love cakes. It's part of my childhood. I wished I could go back there but I needed to figure my life out. I stood at the cake shop reminiscing old times with different flavors brushing through my nostrils.I was enjoying the feeling when I turned to a large number of people struggling to get into the shop. They were already cursing me with their looks and I couldn't care less. I was there to see Rylee. It wasn't going to take long until I convinced her to go home with me anyway. Some were cheering us on and hoping to get my contact or at least perceive my scent. I hadn't been on television for a while but was still popular. Good name attracts good people.The paparazzi were everywhere the next minute. I had no idea how they knew I was going to be there. I haven't been on televisi

Rylee The 24-hour window was almost over. Carrying a child was never what I planned for the year but I had a plan and I was going to stick by it. I couldn’t possibly let my siblings suffer because of me. if I was thrown in jail it would have been disastrous. Life was already unfair to us and that was the last strip I wanted it to be. Regardless of the situation, I had to make a decision that would be favorable for my siblings and me. Accepting my fate, I moved towards my room and started packing. I had no idea of what I was going to take there and what I was going to leave behind. The few items I had I was already out of them. I packed a few toiletries and soaps. I threw a few items in and broke down the next minute. I wasn’t sure of what I was going to do next. I had the idea of calling Emily. She was the only one I had on speed dial. Lucas would come through but I wasn’t going to drag him to the edge. He had seen me break down a couple of times and I assured him I would be fine. I

RyleeWhatever happened a while back had me frozen for a couple of minutes. I almost made out with a man. A man that I was supposed to hate.A man who had me leave my family to be his surrogate.That selfish man. He looked disgusting and I shrugged off his scent. I was about to take my shower when he came in. I was startled. He barged into my room. His suite. The luxurious suite. The five-star replica. The king-size bed.The glazing furnishing. The sofa by the side looked like heaven brought down to earth in an old-school California style…The room had its sitting room. The bathroom was made of marble and the finishing was smooth and of fine texture. The bathroom was more like the size of my whole house. I had the goofy feeling in my tummy but it turned to disgust when I remembered my siblings were not there with me. The thoughts of my parents came to me and I shrugged it off. it was going to be my home for a while I had to get used to it.The life of the rich must be so comfortable. I w

RyleeMr Leo said words that made the room drop in silence. if anyone dropped a pin, they would have heard the sound of it. The housekeepers mumbled words. Manolo was shocked but calm and I looked at him intently. I had no idea of what to say or how to go about it. I heard that right. He said I was his. His surrogate?His property?His object?His pleasure girl? whatever he meant. I was certainly not any of those. I would never be. Not in a billion years. I was convinced that I heard the wrong sentence. Just when I wanted to say a word, he stuttered.“I mean…I mean. She's my guest. So hand's off”“Keep your hands to yourself, young man,” he said pointing at Manolo, smiling weirdly. I must have heard wrong. Whatever he had to say didn't get to me anymore. Manolo charmed his way into my life and he had my attention all morning.His fingernails were so clean, and his shirt and trousers fitted just fine. He was fully dressed so I figured he just got there. I hadn't seen him when I got there