“What the hell was that?!”
Colin's voice boomed as soon as they were in the four walls of their bedroom. Louisa hadn't responded at first, she moved hastily over to a pile of clothes by her wardrobe and began folding them idly. Her heart pounded so hard against her chest. “I'm talking to you, Louisa!” He surged towards her and spun her around to look at him within seconds. Louisa winced at the way he tightly held her arm, his eyes shooting fire. “That was Alessandro De Luca” she croaked as her chest tightened “I'm going to be a surrogate for him, remember? The date for the insemination has been set, once it's done and successful, the contract comes next” She explained, turning her face away from his ugly glare. Wasn’t he supposed to be grateful she pulled him away before he could get gang-beaten by those hefty men? When He showed up at the hospital and shoved Alessandro by the shoulder in a daring way for touching her, It wasn't long until Alessandro’s men showed up. They almost created an ugly scene if she hadn't intervened. “Cut that bullshit! I saw the way he held you like you were his fucking lover!” He violently shook her. “Oh, now it's bullshit right?” her jaws clenched “You'll have to make a choice Colin, it's either you want this surrogacy or you don't and I'm so ready to back out, just say the word” “What? How dare you?!–” His face contorted into fury. “Stop making my life more miserable than it already is, I'm doing this for us okay? For you! For the fucking money! The least you can do is not mount any sort of pressure whatsoever on me!” She watched as he kissed his teeth in rage and when he lifted his hands mid-air, she thought he would hit her but instead, he drove the hand into his hair in feigned frustration. “Babe– - I’m so sorry, how should I have reacted seeing you in the arms of another man, I'm your husband!” He stated, breathing heavily. Louisa scoffed bitterly. This was the stunt he always pulled to cajole her into something for his gain. “If you are my husband, then act as one– - it's like I don't know who you are anymore!” Forcefully pulling her arm from his hold, she walked out only to run into his sister, Maria, by the door. She had been eavesdropping on their conversation. “My brother is trying his best Louisa,” she sneered. “why not try being a submissive wife?” “I hope you marry a man just like him, that's all I can say to you” Louisa spat and the slap that followed suit wasn't expected. It was so stinging and humiliating. Her face reddened instantly. It was her mother-in-law. “Shut your hole you whore! Colin is your husband and you should listen to every one of his instructions, I let him marry a filth like you. Be grateful!” Hattie’s shrill voice scolded. “What?” Louisa couldn't believe her ears. Her eyes glistened with unshed tears. “You’d stop whining like a child and go ahead with the surrogacy! It's the least you can do for my son!” “The least you say? Carrying a child is risky, I've never done this before– -” “There's no risk! The De Luca will see to your every need, stop being selfish.” Colin leaned by the bedroom door watching his mother rain insults on his wife, an unbothered look plastered on his face. Louisa looked towards his direction, hoping he’d say something to defend her from his evil mother but he remained mute and walked lazily to where she stood. “Mom is right, my love, please don't take her harsh words to heart and just do this– -for me!” He cooed and without warning, pressed a kiss on her lips. Louisa was in a daze as they all left her standing there, Maria’s shoulder nudging hers mockingly. The next few days spurn into weeks and with each passing day, her heart sank into sadness. The coldness of the place she called home felt quite unbearable and when her sister suddenly called, the conversation ended sourly. “Leave that jerk, Louisa, dad wants you to get a divorce and come home!” Lilian’s voice carried agitation as she spoke. “I already signed my consent letter with the hospital, I can't back out now” she replied dryly, the conversation bored her but the thought of her father weighed heavily on her mind. Her father surely hated her now. He hadn't been in support of her union with Colin but she had gone ahead to defile his words and even shut him out from attending their wedding. “Of course you can! You don't have to show up on the day of the insemination.” “Lilian, please! I can't just walk away from my marriage, I'm trying to salvage what's left of it, he hasn't given me strong reasons to file for a divorce, marriage has a crisis at some point, you know!” She defended. “You know what, Louisa? You are so unbelievable! I'm trying to help you out here. The best you can do for yourself is take my advice” Lilian’s voice was sharp at the other end but Louisa wasn't having any of it. “I don't have anything to say to you anymore, tell dad I'm sorry” she disconnected the call, throwing her phone onto the bed quickly, and then slowly she broke down in tears. Her body shook as she tried to muffle her crying sounds. She was in distress and Colin, who could have been there to comfort her, was out and about at 11pm. She had never experienced so much pain as she did now. It seemed as though she was fighting a losing game. A week passed again and the day of the insemination arrived. The VIP ward room was silent. Too silent. Louisa lay in bed with her hands on her stomach. Her heart felt hollow and her eyes clouded with uncertainty. The insemination was done. Soon, she’d be carrying a child for a man she barely knew. “Shouldn't your husband be here with you? I mean, since he's in support of this arrangement” The gynecologist said, peeking through the door with a bright smile. “something came up” she lied, a stiff smile etched across her face. The lie tasted like something bitter on her tongue as they rolled out of her lips. She remembered pleading with Colin that morning to accompany her. “I'm nervous Colin, if you are by my side, I will feel some relief at least– -” “For. Fuck.Sake. Louisa! I'm busy today, you aren't going to war! You will be fine” He had shut her down immediately like her feelings didn't matter to him. “Ouu, it would have been best if he was here but you did just fine” “Rest well, Mrs. Carter” The gynecologist closed the door gently, and again the room went dead silent. Louisa blinked away the tears that stung her eyes. She felt so lonely being there all by herself. “You got flowers!” A nurse announced, walking in and interrupting the drop-dead silence once again. They were all so nice to her. It calmed her tensed body a bit. “From Colin?” she asked, beaming eagerly. Maybe he felt bad for not being there with her. The nurse only smiled without saying a word as she handed the bouquet to her. “He remembered I love roses” Her face lit up. “They smell so good” she sniffed. “Where did he get the money to buy this? It looks so expensive and– -” The rest of her words died on her tongue on seeing a name tag. Her heart skipped a hundred times over and whatever feelings that were now warming up inside her, she deeply felt it. It was unraveling. Alessandro had sent her flowers. Not Colin. Of course, he wouldn't have done such, she could only dream. “Rest up, dolcezza. We’ll be meeting again soon” the ribbon on the flower read. She was immediately left breathless. Her face flushed red as she stared at the written words. She felt her stomach flip unexpectedly at the thought of their previous brief encounter and her heart? It was slightly aching. Not from pain, it ached pleasantly, like her heartstrings were being tugged at. Why had he sent her flowers? She thought. Was it out of kindness? He had only met her once and he didn't seem like the type who’d be this considerate of others.“Congratulations Mrs. Carter, you are pregnant”Louisa almost choked on her saliva the moment those words filtered into her ears. “I– – I am?” She found herself stuttering with a voice barely audible.“Of course! This is great news for Mr.Alessandro” her heart skipped on hearing his name “I’ve sent words out to him. You are four weeks into” the Doctor's cheerful voice came from the other end of the line. Her heart rammed into her ribcage as the words registered in her brain. Was she supposed to be happy? How was she meant to react to this news? This was all new to her and the weight of it pulled her to slump into the bed. “We’ll get back to you on when to schedule your first appointment.” The line disconnected. Louisa subconsciously touched her stomach. Still flat but now carrying a life in it. She was neither happy nor sad. Just, uncertainty and anxiety.Pulling herself up from the couch she walked over to where the roses sat by the window in a vase. Her fingers glided over it,
The moment her signature was written on the contract paper, Louisa watched as the man in suit returned it into the briefcase, whispered into Alessandro’s ears, and walked out. They were now all alone. Thick silence. His eyes were on her not leaving. Louisa pursed her lips shyly as she averted her gaze idly around the study. She didn't know if she was meant to leave or just sit there like a lone puppy while he stripped her with his eyes. This was uncomfortable. “Can I call home?” she suddenly asked, sprawling up to her feet while clenching her sides nervously. “Do what you must, Dolcezza” He moved away from the chair, sat at the edge of the table with folded arms, and then signaled towards the landline just right beside him. Louisa hesitated. Her eyes moved over to where the landline lay, it was just an inch away from him, and taking any step further would mean her being near him again. She felt her stomach flip. This was purely transactional, she shouldn’t be having s
The moment Louisa disappeared down the hallway, Alessandro’s anger brewed to the surface, he was barely holding himself from lashing out at Vivienne.What the fuck did she think she was doing? She hadn't been home in two days and now she was back trying to play the good wife? She knew how to get on his nerves and it was working.Without sparing her a glance he began walking away, back to his study. Every step he took was long and calculated. His jaws kept clenching and unclenching in frustration.Vivienne? She wasn't done with her tantrums. She tailed after him slipping into his study the moment he also walked in.Alessandro casually strode to the wine wrack, grabbed a bottle of an untouched Sassicaia wine, popped it open, and began pouring the content into a glass of ice.“I wasn't done talking to you yet, don’t walk out on me Alessandro!” Vivienne slapped her palms onto the table the moment she approached him.Alessandro’s eyes darkened in annoyance. She was his wife didn't mean he
“What's going on here?” Alessandro’s voice boomed through the dining hall and the maids all fled in different directions. His eyes darkened on seeing Louisa on the floor, her hair damped and Vivienne crouched right in front of her. “Oh, you poor thing! Why are you still on the floor, I asked that you let me help you up, didn't I?” Vivienne gasped, her bitter tone now sweet on hearing his voice. “Come on darling, you should let me help you” she cooed, holding Louisa’s arms gently. They both stared at each other. Although Vivienne now wore a fake look of concern, Louisa didn't fail to detect the devilish glint that flickered in her eyes. Once Louisa was up to her full height, she instinctively slapped Vivienne’s hand away from her arms. “Thank you, but you didn't have to do that, I could have stood on my own,” she said in one breath, anger evident in her voice. “You see that Alessandro? That's what I get for trying to be nice to your surrogate.” Vivienne shrugged and rolled h
Louisa’s eyelashes fluttered open at the continuous ringing of her phone. She was in a daze for a moment as she tried to make sense of her environment. The sun had begun to set, and all she did all day was sleep like the pregnant woman that she was. She sat up, rubbing her eyes as bile rose to her chest. The sickly feeling she had in her stomach made her nauseous. She lazily got out of bed, wore her flip-flops, and walked out of the room. Maybe tea might help settle the discomfort in her chest, she thought as she walked down the stairs, limping slightly. Strangely, there were no maids in sight for the first time since she arrived. The phone in her hand buzzed with an incoming text, but with the queasy feeling she was having, she didn't bother sparing a glance at it. As she approached the last stairs, she heard faint voices and a wave of laughter from the sitting room. Her legs were meant to take her to the kitchen, but she found herself walking in the direction the voices were comi
Alaric’s car pulled up in front of a high-rise building, with ambient lighting and soft music playing from within. St.Roux was boldly written on a marquee sign with that golden nighttime glow radiating from it.Vivienne and Alaric got down first, then Louisa followed suit in a small flair gown with her hair clipped to the sides. She walked with them into the building, her eyes looking around and taking in the elegance of the restaurant. She'd heard of five-star restaurants, but God help her, she had never dreamed of setting foot in one. The atmosphere smelled soft, flavorful, and appetizing.“Welcome, Mr. Alaric and Mrs.Vivienne. Your reservation is this way.” A hostess approached them, looking poised with a wide smile on her face, and she began directing them up the stairs.Louisa remained quiet as she tagged along, holding her bag like it was her lifeline. When they got to the rooftop and were shown their seats that overlooked the city, a low gasp left her lips. “What do you think
A private Villa in Naples, Italy“I suppose you have the shipment already delivered at the port?” Alessandro threw the question at two of his associates who stood in front of him. He glanced at his wristwatch for the umpteenth time. His jaw ticked like a time bomb. He should be on a plane right now, flying out of Naples, right back to Vegas to the woman he left on short notice. He hadn't seen her in the last twenty-four hours, and he was slowly losing it. “You look tensed, Alessandro, why not puff some cigarettes?” His Consigliere, with a smug look on his face, passed him a stick of cigar.Alessandro took it, placed it in-between his teeth, and lit it. He took his first drag and exhaled the smoke, which swirled around him like a thick fog. The two men being questioned looked at each other, both sweating profusely as if a bucket of water had just been upturned over them.One of them crashed onto his knees with trembling hands. “There is a bit of a situation, Boss.” His voice shook.
Alessandro sat in silence. Brooding. Thinking about Louisa with a quiet rage brewing under his skin. This was the longest twelve hours of his life. When he tried calling Louisa’s phone but got no response from the other end, he switched to call Vivienne on a Video call, and she picked up immediately, her face full of smiles.“Mi amore! I miss you, my love. Are you on your way back? You didn't even care to inform me,” Vivienne gushed as she came into view. “Where’s Louisa? She left with you. What am I hearing that you returned to the estate without her?” He threw the question at her, ignoring whatever she had said earlier, his hold on the iPad tightening. Vivienne’s smile waned, and her lips fell into a frown. “Is that why you called? To ask about her? Yeah, I thought as much.” She blinked her eyes several times, trying to hold back the invisible tears that were already pooling in them. “Just answer the goddamn question and don't try to pull that emotional stunt on me, you know that
Alessandro sat in silence. Brooding. Thinking about Louisa with a quiet rage brewing under his skin. This was the longest twelve hours of his life. When he tried calling Louisa’s phone but got no response from the other end, he switched to call Vivienne on a Video call, and she picked up immediately, her face full of smiles.“Mi amore! I miss you, my love. Are you on your way back? You didn't even care to inform me,” Vivienne gushed as she came into view. “Where’s Louisa? She left with you. What am I hearing that you returned to the estate without her?” He threw the question at her, ignoring whatever she had said earlier, his hold on the iPad tightening. Vivienne’s smile waned, and her lips fell into a frown. “Is that why you called? To ask about her? Yeah, I thought as much.” She blinked her eyes several times, trying to hold back the invisible tears that were already pooling in them. “Just answer the goddamn question and don't try to pull that emotional stunt on me, you know that
A private Villa in Naples, Italy“I suppose you have the shipment already delivered at the port?” Alessandro threw the question at two of his associates who stood in front of him. He glanced at his wristwatch for the umpteenth time. His jaw ticked like a time bomb. He should be on a plane right now, flying out of Naples, right back to Vegas to the woman he left on short notice. He hadn't seen her in the last twenty-four hours, and he was slowly losing it. “You look tensed, Alessandro, why not puff some cigarettes?” His Consigliere, with a smug look on his face, passed him a stick of cigar.Alessandro took it, placed it in-between his teeth, and lit it. He took his first drag and exhaled the smoke, which swirled around him like a thick fog. The two men being questioned looked at each other, both sweating profusely as if a bucket of water had just been upturned over them.One of them crashed onto his knees with trembling hands. “There is a bit of a situation, Boss.” His voice shook.
Alaric’s car pulled up in front of a high-rise building, with ambient lighting and soft music playing from within. St.Roux was boldly written on a marquee sign with that golden nighttime glow radiating from it.Vivienne and Alaric got down first, then Louisa followed suit in a small flair gown with her hair clipped to the sides. She walked with them into the building, her eyes looking around and taking in the elegance of the restaurant. She'd heard of five-star restaurants, but God help her, she had never dreamed of setting foot in one. The atmosphere smelled soft, flavorful, and appetizing.“Welcome, Mr. Alaric and Mrs.Vivienne. Your reservation is this way.” A hostess approached them, looking poised with a wide smile on her face, and she began directing them up the stairs.Louisa remained quiet as she tagged along, holding her bag like it was her lifeline. When they got to the rooftop and were shown their seats that overlooked the city, a low gasp left her lips. “What do you think
Louisa’s eyelashes fluttered open at the continuous ringing of her phone. She was in a daze for a moment as she tried to make sense of her environment. The sun had begun to set, and all she did all day was sleep like the pregnant woman that she was. She sat up, rubbing her eyes as bile rose to her chest. The sickly feeling she had in her stomach made her nauseous. She lazily got out of bed, wore her flip-flops, and walked out of the room. Maybe tea might help settle the discomfort in her chest, she thought as she walked down the stairs, limping slightly. Strangely, there were no maids in sight for the first time since she arrived. The phone in her hand buzzed with an incoming text, but with the queasy feeling she was having, she didn't bother sparing a glance at it. As she approached the last stairs, she heard faint voices and a wave of laughter from the sitting room. Her legs were meant to take her to the kitchen, but she found herself walking in the direction the voices were comi
“What's going on here?” Alessandro’s voice boomed through the dining hall and the maids all fled in different directions. His eyes darkened on seeing Louisa on the floor, her hair damped and Vivienne crouched right in front of her. “Oh, you poor thing! Why are you still on the floor, I asked that you let me help you up, didn't I?” Vivienne gasped, her bitter tone now sweet on hearing his voice. “Come on darling, you should let me help you” she cooed, holding Louisa’s arms gently. They both stared at each other. Although Vivienne now wore a fake look of concern, Louisa didn't fail to detect the devilish glint that flickered in her eyes. Once Louisa was up to her full height, she instinctively slapped Vivienne’s hand away from her arms. “Thank you, but you didn't have to do that, I could have stood on my own,” she said in one breath, anger evident in her voice. “You see that Alessandro? That's what I get for trying to be nice to your surrogate.” Vivienne shrugged and rolled h
The moment Louisa disappeared down the hallway, Alessandro’s anger brewed to the surface, he was barely holding himself from lashing out at Vivienne.What the fuck did she think she was doing? She hadn't been home in two days and now she was back trying to play the good wife? She knew how to get on his nerves and it was working.Without sparing her a glance he began walking away, back to his study. Every step he took was long and calculated. His jaws kept clenching and unclenching in frustration.Vivienne? She wasn't done with her tantrums. She tailed after him slipping into his study the moment he also walked in.Alessandro casually strode to the wine wrack, grabbed a bottle of an untouched Sassicaia wine, popped it open, and began pouring the content into a glass of ice.“I wasn't done talking to you yet, don’t walk out on me Alessandro!” Vivienne slapped her palms onto the table the moment she approached him.Alessandro’s eyes darkened in annoyance. She was his wife didn't mean he
The moment her signature was written on the contract paper, Louisa watched as the man in suit returned it into the briefcase, whispered into Alessandro’s ears, and walked out. They were now all alone. Thick silence. His eyes were on her not leaving. Louisa pursed her lips shyly as she averted her gaze idly around the study. She didn't know if she was meant to leave or just sit there like a lone puppy while he stripped her with his eyes. This was uncomfortable. “Can I call home?” she suddenly asked, sprawling up to her feet while clenching her sides nervously. “Do what you must, Dolcezza” He moved away from the chair, sat at the edge of the table with folded arms, and then signaled towards the landline just right beside him. Louisa hesitated. Her eyes moved over to where the landline lay, it was just an inch away from him, and taking any step further would mean her being near him again. She felt her stomach flip. This was purely transactional, she shouldn’t be having s
“Congratulations Mrs. Carter, you are pregnant”Louisa almost choked on her saliva the moment those words filtered into her ears. “I– – I am?” She found herself stuttering with a voice barely audible.“Of course! This is great news for Mr.Alessandro” her heart skipped on hearing his name “I’ve sent words out to him. You are four weeks into” the Doctor's cheerful voice came from the other end of the line. Her heart rammed into her ribcage as the words registered in her brain. Was she supposed to be happy? How was she meant to react to this news? This was all new to her and the weight of it pulled her to slump into the bed. “We’ll get back to you on when to schedule your first appointment.” The line disconnected. Louisa subconsciously touched her stomach. Still flat but now carrying a life in it. She was neither happy nor sad. Just, uncertainty and anxiety.Pulling herself up from the couch she walked over to where the roses sat by the window in a vase. Her fingers glided over it,
“What the hell was that?!” Colin's voice boomed as soon as they were in the four walls of their bedroom.Louisa hadn't responded at first, she moved hastily over to a pile of clothes by her wardrobe and began folding them idly. Her heart pounded so hard against her chest.“I'm talking to you, Louisa!” He surged towards her and spun her around to look at him within seconds. Louisa winced at the way he tightly held her arm, his eyes shooting fire. “That was Alessandro De Luca” she croaked as her chest tightened “I'm going to be a surrogate for him, remember? The date for the insemination has been set, once it's done and successful, the contract comes next” She explained, turning her face away from his ugly glare.Wasn’t he supposed to be grateful she pulled him away before he could get gang-beaten by those hefty men? When He showed up at the hospital and shoved Alessandro by the shoulder in a daring way for touching her, It wasn't long until Alessandro’s men showed up. They almost