SURROGATE FOR THE BILLIONAIRE

I sat down in front of the mirror at the vanity trying to stop my tears from running down my face but it was hard to stop my tears from running down my face.

I think back to when I would always tell my friends that my Prince Charming would find me and he will treat me like a Princess on my wedding day and on my wedding night, I will be made a woman, all that dream has been shattered now because I know I will never have that dream come true as I would be having my first sex today in an unusual place.

I flash back to when I signed my surrogacy document and moved in with Marina the wife of the man I am supposed to have my first sex with today.

I do not regret signing the deal to become a surrogate for Marina and her husband but I regret that my dreams of waiting till my wedding night was shattered.

Although if I had a better option being a surrogate I would have chosen the better option but saving a life of someone I love dearly, someone I can’t bear to see suffer in pain.

I had to save Jane at all cost at least this one thing I can do to say a big thank you to my Aunt for loving me unconditionally.

I really hope my cousin will make it after my sacrifice.

I shut my eyes and open it, I dry my tears and stood up from the vanity , then there was a knock on my door.

I walk to the door and open the door and it was one of the maids in the house who had come to tell me that Marina the imprisoned billionaire’s wife said I should hurry up.

“ Alright, I will be there soon” I replied.

The maid nod her head and took her leave.

I quickly stood straight to see if I was properly dressed, even though I am going to the prison and not happy about what I am about to do that doesn’t mean I shouldn’t be well dressed.

I look down to my faded mini denim gown and my outdated peeled shoe, I sigh and try to push down my tears who was building up in my eyes.

I try to push it back and pick up my outdated handbag.

I step out of the room and climb down the stairs.

When I got to the living room, she was having a glass of wine in her hand , she look at me from head to toe and she shakes her head.

I understand why she did that, she did that because of how I am dressed, my dressing isn’t the only one which look outdated but I am sure I look outdated myself.

She look at me and speaks.

“ The driver is waiting for you, the driver will take you there and wait for you, he will also bring you back” Marina said to me and I nod my head.

I walk out of the living room and walk into the big beautiful compound where the beautiful black Benz was parked.

I open the back door and enter , I shut the door trying not to think of where I was going and what I was going there to do but I just couldn’t.

I watch Marina walk out of the house and stare at the car, she had a sad look on her face even though she had a glass of wine in her hand , I could still feel she was sad.

I feel her pain, if she was able to give her husband a child would I have been contracted to sleep with her husband till I conceive? No woman will ever be happy to see her husband sleep with another woman not to talk of her being the one to contract the woman for her husband.

The car drove out of the compound, as it drove on the highway my mind went to my cousin, I began to pray deep down in me that she survives her surgery.

The car drove closer to the prison walks within an hour and my tears came running down like a tap again, this time I couldn’t control my tears because it already dawn on me that there is no turning back, my aunt already got the money.

The car stopped and I sit back for a while trying to dry my tears.

After a while of trying to stop my tears, Inopen the car door and place a foot to the ground , I look out to the wall and try to push back the tears that was going to drip down my face.

I place my second foot on the floor and step out of the car, I stood beside the car and look up to the tall building with a deep sigh, I shut my eyes, I breathe in and out before taking few steps towards the prison’s gate.

I could hear noises and when I walked in.

When I got to the gate a security came to me, I bring out a slip which stand as a pass for me to enter into the prison to the security, he understood and let me in.

The security checked me with a device and when they were sure I had nothing illegal on me, I was led into an office where the same slip was given to the correctional officer director.

“ Mr Curt” he called one of the correctional officer who came to him and salute.

“ Please take this lady to Nicholas” he said to the correctional officer.

Yes, Nicholas is his name, I heard he was a billionaire but got caught up in a murder case that he killed his business rival due to their bid for one international contract in Dubai, I heard his wedding ring and office spare key was found at the crime scene that was why he had been sentenced to life.

I am scared right now because a person who can murder a business rival, how much more me who nothing but an orphan and has a Aunt that isn’t a billionaire.

As I and the correctional officer walks through the path to Nicholas room, I could see some fighting, some smoking, some yelling at each other.

I was the only woman walking through their midst, I could see them stare at me , some even make comments of my body shape and how I look.

How disgusting that sounds because they make me look like a prostitute and even miserable.

I could even hear some saying ,

“ I can even pay you better ” tears dripped down my face as I followed the correctional officer, that comment made me feel like a prostitute.

“ She is going to be a hottie with different sex styles on the bed” another one commented.

My heart began to beat against my chest from the men I had seen as I followed the correctional officer but do I have a choice, I have no choice than to followed the correctional officer, who am I to say no after signing the contract ?

I was taken to the upper floor because it is a two story building with about four blocks on the prison ground, Nicholas cell was on the upper floor on the first block.

When we got to the upper floor , I was amazed at what the upper floor look like because it doesn’t look like a prison to me, the people on the upper floor live large like they are in their house, the rooms there are well equipped.

I was taken to the biggest room which is where Nicholas stays.

The correctional officer knock and Nicholas opened the door, he had this cold aura while the Correctional officer tells him his visitor is here.

“ Your visitor is here” The correctional officer says and leave.

He stare at me and I greeted him, he didn’t say a word to me instead he went in and shut the door and I was dumbfounded.