Baby For The Impotent Billionaire

On a Friday morning, I went out in search of a job. After an unsuccessful job hunt, I returned home and found my mother, Lilian Edmond, standing at the front door.

“Carolina, you are 26 years old. Yet you have no job or a boyfriend. You cannot continue to eat in this house with us. Take your things and leave!” Mom shouted, glaring at me.

“Good evening, Mom,” I greeted her, but her eyes narrowed at me.

My mother was a 48-year-old chubby woman of average height. She had fair skin and long blonde hair like mine. She wore a long blue nightdress that hung loosely around her body, paired with black slippers.

Some neighbours peeked from their open windows, trying to see what the commotion was about.

“Carolina, you are not entering this house tonight,” my mother said. “You better go back and search for a job. If you do not see any job, then do not come home again. If your father and I had known that sending you to the university was a waste, we wouldn’t have wasted our money. We would have saved it for your younger ones. How do you expect us to continue to feed a grown-ass woman like you in this house? If you do not want to work, then remain outside there!” She yelled and went back into the apartment. She slammed the door in my face with a deafening sound.

I stood speechless, knowing that my mother wasn’t happy that I didn’t have a job. I sighed, looking at the door she had locked from within.

My name is Carolina Edmond, and I graduated with a first-class degree in business management. So far I haven’t been able to secure a good job in this city.

I grew up in a family with five siblings. I have two younger sisters and two younger brothers. I am the eldest, and yet I have nothing serious ongoing in my life. No job, no lover, just me alone.

I drew a deep breath and turned to walk back to the road. I wore a faded yellow top and an old brown frayed skirt paired with black shoes that I had for ages.

I knew that my mother shoulders all our family responsibilities because my father is just a deadbeat father. He doesn’t truly care what I do. He comes home to eat, and we might not get to see him for days as he works as a mechanic.

I stood by the roadside, thinking of what to do and how to get a job.

When I checked my phone, I saw it was 7 p.m. I knew most of the agencies had closed. *So what work could I get tonight?*

I decided to contact my best friend, Lucy Campbell. She worked in a clubhouse here in Mohills City.

I was certain Lucy could lend me money to take care of my bills for this weekend.

“Hello, Lucy,” I said as she picked up her phone.

“Hey, Carolina. What’s wrong?” Lucy asked me, shouting over the phone call.

I noticed she was at work. The loud sound of club music reverberated in my ear.

“I am homeless, Lucy. Can I come and stay at your place?” I asked her, knowing that she lived alone. I tried to fight back my sobs, but I ended up sniffing.

Lucy was my childhood friend. We attended the same college. But she didn’t have a troubling family like mine. She chose to live alone and work in a club.

“Why? What happened with your family again? Your mom threw you out?” Lucy asked, guessing the problem. “This is 8 p.m. How can she send you away in the night?” She was furious, and I tried not to cry.

“Lucy, I cannot blame my mother. The economy situation is too hard now and my mother is just trying her best to provide for us. I need to get a job to support her. If I can see any job for tonight, I do not mind doing it even if it’s prostitution,” I told Lucy, sobbing at last, and she sighed.

“It’s alright, Caro. I am at work now. Can you come to The Blues Club? It’s the biggest club in this city, and they have a five-star hotel too. I will try to speak to my boss to employ you. But you must quit speaking locally and speak fluently or seductively like me. That way my boss can employ you and take you seriously. You must be friendly with the male clients. You will have to endure their touch and how they interact with you,” Lucy said.

“Really? I must do all this if I want to get the job. Will it involve kissing or what?” I asked Lucy, my eyes widened in shock. My heart throbbed faster.

“No, Carolina. What is wrong with you?” Lucy gasped. “You will just have to put on a smiling face is what I mean. Well, you know that you’re a pretty woman. So some of the men might want to ask you out,” she said, and I thought about it.

“Alright. I do not have any problem with that. What matters is that I earn money. Even if it meant selling my body. I feel like a failure right now,” I told Lucy as I sobbed.

“It’s okay, Caro. You are not a failure. Where are you? Start coming over. Do you have your transport fare or should I lend you some money? Although, I do not have money to dash you right now. My elder sister, Nancy’s wedding is next month and I need to make preparations for it,” she said.

“Alright, Lucy. I will pay you back. Please help me. You are the only best friend that I have,” I told her and she laughed over the phone with her contagious laughter.

“Don’t mention that. I am sure that I am not your only friend. Anyway, I will send the money to you. Get here quickly,” Lucy gave me a final instruction, and she knew how I had been trying to get a job with no approval.

I sighed, pacing about the road, and I got a message alert of five thousand, and I smiled. The money was more than I needed. But I knew that I had to pay Lucy back.

Looking ahead at the road, I hailed a taxi and told the driver, “To The Blues Clubhouse.”

The taxi driver looked at me from head to toe.

“Are you sure that you are going to the Blues dressed like this?” He eyed me suspiciously, and I frowned.

“Why? I am going there to meet a friend of mine,” I told him, and he shrugged.

“Get into the car. All that isn’t my problem. But your bill is fifteen hundred,” the taxi driver stated, as I pulled the car door and entered the back seat.

“Why? Isn’t it five hundred?” I tried to ask him, but his eyes darkened at me.

“You can trek. Why get on a taxi,” he said to me coldly, and I frowned.

“It’s fine. Take me to the club,” I told him, and he nodded, started the car, and drove off to the Blues Clubhouse.