LOGINElizabeth thought against putting on makeup, he had said dress nice but did that mean she had to look good for him. She did not want to look good for him but she still found herself applying some lips gloss, no need getting her lips chapped just so she could look gross.
Her mother was still asleep when she slipped out of the house, she has been sleeping much these days, no doubt to conserve energy. She looked so fragile and this only strengthened Elizabeth’s resolve at going through with this surrogacy thing and getting her mother up and about again.Darren was also still asleep, he had come back very late at night, drunk and had called her a coward. She knew he meant nothing by it and it was only the booze talking but she could not help but think about what he had said.What if this was her own way of running away, by bearing another man’s child and claiming she was only doing it for her mother while she just wanted to escape, she thought to herselfShe arrived at the office building at exactly 9:24 pm and was directed by the receptionist to a part of the building after she had stated her name. Elizabeth thought fleetingly about how where she was headed was not the route to his office, the place she had been led to the first time she was here before the door opened.“Come in, Elizabeth” a voice from inside called.She walked in clutching her purse like a lifeline and came face to face with him, Jason. He was looking at her like she had just dropped from the sky and she was feeling pretty uncomfortable.“Take a seat, you look nice by the way. Can I offer you anything before we begin?” He askedElizabeth blushed to the roots of her hair, muttered a no, thank you and took a seat facing him.“I know we have both agreed to the details in the contract but I would still like to go over them with you one last time before it is sealed. You graduated top of your class according to the documents I am holding.”“Yes I did”“Well that’s great, we can say you are not stupid which is a good thing.” He saidElizabeth glared at him but nodded, waiting for him to continue, meanwhile her mind was already dissecting his comment about her dressing.She looked nice, he had said.“Earth to Elizabeth, what the fuck are you thinking about?”“I’m sorry, you were saying?”“I was asking you a question Elizabeth, about how you would feel if your egg is used for the procedure.”“My egg? Don’t you have someone else’s egg in place for fertilization. I am not much of a science person but I am pretty sure that is how it works.”Elizabeth stuttered, her mind going back to all of the research she had done on surrogacy.“You are right and I should indeed have an egg ready but I don’t and you don’t look so bad yourself, your blood group and type matches mine and it says here that you have no underlying illness and no inherited medical condition. You are as fit as they come so I was wondering how using your egg would sound. Before you refuse, I have made plans to draw up a new contract if you accept. I will be paying double the money and instead of five years after, we could make it six.” He said waiting for her reaction.Elizabeth was dumbfounded at the amount of money that was being mentioned just so one of her eggs could be used. She could already imagine her mother alive and well and thanking her for taking such risk.“You are smiling” Jason notedHe was pretty sure this girl was crazy but a mysterious type of crazy. He wanted to know what it was she was thinking about that had made her smile in such a way but he knew she would never tell him.“I would have to think about this whole thing, I mean this is new and I need time to think about it.”“I am afraid I do not have much time on my hands but I understand your need to think about this new situation, so I would be giving you till noon tomorrow to come up with a response.”“Noon! That is so soon, this is a life changing decision and I would like more time to think.”“Life changing because your eggs are now being taken into consideration? Elizabeth, I have no time for this like I stated earlier, you will give me a response by noon so I can move on from this once and for all. What difference does it make if your egg will be used, I don’t see what the fuss is about.”“The fuss is that before I thought it would just be a baby cooking inside me who Is totally unrelated to my DNA but right now saying you want one of my eggs changes everything, I would be a mother to the baby genetically.”“Noon, Elizabeth. Think about it and give me a response by then.”“Fine, you will have an answer by noon tomorrow.” Elizabeth retorted, she was sure it looks could kill, the man before her would be dead already and she knew, he was thinking exactly that too.“Thank you, I would have my secretary see you out”“I can find my way out, there is no need for that. Have a great day Mr Rodrigues.”“And you too, Elizabeth.”Elizabeth got up, her knees shaky and her head fresh with ideas on how she was going to invest that much money into her mother’s treatment and her brother’s football career. She was absolutely giddy with excitement and was tempted to let out a whoop but refrained herself.“One more question, Elizabeth.” Jason’s voice stopped her hand on the door knob.“Yes?” She said turning around to face him.“You are not a virgin, are you?” He asked, eyebrow raised.DARRENI watched Isabella march downstairs with Margaret leading her to the kitchen.I almost felt sorry for her.She had spirit… a whole lot of it but she was going to fail.If there was anything I knew about my son, it is that he could not be cajoled into doing anything he did not want to do and there was also the fact that hide and seek was his favorite sport and has always been.I followed anyways, to the kitchen were Isabella did a quick look around her eyes landing in a spot.“He is in here” she whispered, pointing.“How do you know that?” Margaret asked.“Oh I just know.” she turned to me.“See how when you stand in that corner, that place is quite hidden from you but visible to whoever is in there? And it also happens at every point where you stand in this kitchen? Any child would hide there. He is invisible to you but he sees you looking for him.”“Why are you whispering?” I asked.“Well, we do not want Eric to know we know exactly where he is. Our intention is to lure him o
ISABELLA“Mr Cross, let me start by saying I am so sorry. I do not know what came over me. I do not normally around drinking things in people’s homes that I have business drinking in.”Darren stood in the doorway of the guest room with his arms crossed, watching me with that same skeptical look he had worn since I opened my eyes. The headache still pulsed behind my temples, but I ignored it. This was my one shot. I could not afford to waste it.He did not say anything. Just kept staring like he was waiting for me to dig myself into a deeper hole.This was it. I knew the job was probably gone after what happened, but I was not leaving without trying one last thing.“Although I do have to say it is totally unacceptable that you would leave something as strong as what had caused me to pass out laying carelessly and in the room you welcome guests in no less.”Darren gaped at me but I pushed on before I lost the nerve that had caused me to take this route.“I am willing to let it all go, M
DARREN“Is she okay?” Margaret rushed forward to peer into the face of the woman that was now collapsed in my arms.I was more concerned with the fact that the woman I was holding in my arms at the moment was the very same woman who had kissed me yesterday.“Get the guestroom open” I ordered.Margaret looked torn between obeying me and panicking.“Mr. Cross…”“I know what she drank.”“Guest room, Margaret.”She finally nodded and hurried away.I looked down at the woman in my arms.Isabella Foster and apparently, the nanny candidate.Life was indeed all shades of fucked up.I carried her upstairs and to the guest bedroom. She weighed almost nothing.Her head lolled slightly against my shoulder and a strand of red hair fell across her face.Without thinking, I brushed it aside then immediately wondered why the hell I had done that.I hadn't voluntarily touched a woman in years at least not beyond a handshake.The guest room door stood open by the time I arrived.I laid her carefully on
ISABELLA“Oh, you have got to be kidding me!”I stared in horror at the muddy water splattered all over my white pants.The car responsible was already halfway down the road.Of course.Of course this would happen today.I had spent twenty minutes deciding what to wear for this interview. Twenty whole minutes standing in front of my mirror debating whether the white pants looked professional enough.It is official.The world is conspiring against me. This is what I get for trying.I grabbed the packet of wet wipes from my bag and attempted to clean the stain.The dirt only smeared further.Wonderful.Absolutely wonderful.I checked the time on my phone and groaned.It did not matter now.I was already running late.There was no point standing around feeling sorry for myself.I shoved the wipes back into my bag and hurried toward the massive black gates looming ahead.The property behind them looked more like a private estate than a house.I pressed the buzzer.A crackling voice immedi
EPILOGUEDARREN“Who would have thought?”Camilla laughed as she adjusted the veil draped over her shoulder.The afternoon sun caught against the diamonds around her neck and for a second, she looked exactly like the little girl who used to follow me around in family gatherings asking impossible questions.Only now she was wearing a wedding dress and she was married."I know," Camilla said, shaking her head. "Trust me, I still can't believe it either."The reception buzzed around us.Music drifted through the air.People laughed and champagne glasses clinked.Nathan stood across the room speaking with Lucien while Jason danced with Elizabeth like they were the only two people in existence.Some things never changed."I am happy for you, Cami."Her smile softened."Thank you for everything. You actually pushed me to go after what I wanted.""That sounds unlike me."She laughed at this. “You know, Uncle… I know you have had the worst luck in women but I cannot wait for you to meet the on
CAMILLAThe drive to Nathan's place was silent,.My hands rested in my lap, fingers laced together, and I could feel my heart beating in my throat, in my wrists, between my thighs.Nathan drove with one hand on the steering wheel, the other reaching across to rest on my knee. His thumb traced lazy circles against the fabric of my dress, and every brush of his skin against mine sent a ripple of heat through my body.I watched his profile in the dim light of the dashboard.The sharp line of his jaw, the way his lips parted slightly when he breathed, the tension in his shoulders that I knew had nothing to do with the road.He pulled into a private driveway and killed the engine.For a moment, neither of us moved.Then he turned to me, and the look in his eyes made my breath catch."Are you sure?" he asked quietly.I reached out and placed my hand over his, still resting on my knee."I have never been more sure of anything in my life."He held my gaze for a long moment, searching my eyes f
NATHANI felt like an absolutely horrible beast or maybe that was what I wasStarved of attention?If there was anything, I would admit that I have been the one acting like a starved and crazed person anytime she was near.I had only said that to infuriate Rodrigues, her father more than he already was.
JASONOne week, it had been one full week since Elizabeth left and I was not feeling any better. I snapped and lashed out at anyone I could find in sight and soon even Agatha was avoiding me.One week and not a word from her, not a beep on my phone indicating a message from her and not one click indic
ELIZABETHI was discharged from the hospital with strict warnings to watch myself for the next couple of days, Jason had been most supportive and sometimes when I was still in the hospital, I wondered if it was all a dream and I would make up and realize I had just been imagining the whole scenario i
CHAPTER EIGHTEENThe ride back home was awkward, Elizabeth’s eyes were closed through out and although she could feel the probing stare of Lucien’s eyes, she still kept them shut hoping he would not comment on it.“Am I that repulsive? “ he asked after some time“No of course not.”“Then why do you have







