CHAPTER ONE
Ariel Donald’s Pov
(Surrogate Audition)
Seated cross-legged pinching my arms repeatedly, nervously, and filled with thoughts as I waited in line amongst hundreds of women.
They were different women crushing after him and just needed to birth his child and they would be fulfilled but all I needed was the money involved in being his surrogate.
Women from higher backgrounds, political, billionaires, top models. People I couldn’t get a chance to see on a normal day but today wasn’t a normal day. We were seated at the World’s leading Cuban company. The CEO Master Adrian Cuban was the richest Billionaire in Seattle and made the list of Forbes under 30 Billionaires.
He owns most of the clubs, hospitals, and a host of housing estates in Seattle. His net worth was about a hundred and twenty-two billion dollars. His line of companies ranges from fashion, telecommunications, and entertainment pushing the Cuban name to the top tier.
BILLIONAIRE BUSINESSMAN ADRAIN CUBAN NEEDS A SURROGATE.
It made different newsletters all over the world and created a huge buzz for a month over different international Media channels and local radios.
“The CEO has selected his top five and so far I’ll announce their names one after the other for the final selection.” The blonde receptionist announced with a pleasant smile with her eyes focused on her computer as she got ready to announce the names.
“Bridget Stone.”
A red-haired model got up from her seat and twirled her long hair and stared at the glass mirror walls in the multi-billion establishment.
She wore a blue turquoise short gown that accentuated her modeling curves and slim figure. Her occupation was boldly scripted in her tag as she catwalked and a bodyguard led her to the CEO’s office.
I glanced at my phone expecting a phone call from Eunice. My best friend hasn’t called to tell me about the doctor’s report. She was shuffling between wards from my disabled little brother and mother battling cancer.
Why did I take too long to think of the right choice to make some money to foot their hospital bills?
A tear nearly ran down my cheek but I pushed it back in and kept those feelings at bay.
The door was pushed open aggressively by the model who stormed out with fury and made her way to the company’s elevator. “What rubbish! He disapproves of my smoking habits.”
“Samantha Walsh.” The receptionist announced with no cares for the model who stormed out.
A brown-haired princess dressed in royal regalia and a crown to the base of her head. She was dressed in a gold ball gown with gold stone beaded to the attire. She had high cheekbones, full lips, and dramatic mascara while she held a royal sceptre.
“I should be announced first. You’ve no respect for royalty!” She snorted and walked elegantly towards the CEO’s office and shut the door with a loud thud that almost made me jolt in shock.
Before I could recover from her action she was bundled out of the CEO’s office with three mighty Bodyguards taking her out.
“Let go of me! I command you, bastards, to let go or I’ll have your heads…” Her screams died down as she was taken to the elevator and it descended taking her to the last floor to exit.
“Hahahaha…” The other ladies held their lips and cheeks in mockery.
Drama!
I began to fidget and my legs shook uncontrollably as anxiety kicked in.
“Now it’s time for the third announcement.” The receptionist stared at the desperate women who were edgy at their seats, me included. My breath hitched and I sat frozen in place as my blood ran cold.
“Ariel Donald’s!”
A buzzing sound rang repeatedly in my head as I zoned out but was brought back to reality when a blonde beside me tapped my shoulders.
“You’re being called.”
“Th-ank-s.”
My legs felt like jelly as I recounted what I was about to do and how much I needed to do to save my family from dying.
I got up slowly and fixed my tight leather worn-out skirt properly and turned around the glass walls to stare at my outfit.
Gosh! My eyes were sunken, with black circles encircling around them and my lips were swollen with red marks on them from biting too hard last night. The white shirt worn was rumpled and my hair was unkempt looking lacklustre.
This look of mine was like trash compared to the beautiful, sophisticated, and educated women who were sitting waiting for their turns. I was no match for them. I had no chance.
My fingers trembled as I pushed the CEO office open and felt warmth wash over me as I walked into the enclosed space.
My eyes nearly fell out of their socket when I saw the massive and luxurious pieces of furniture, Artifacts displayed in the office.
The walls were painted black with crafted brick designs. My eyes roamed over to the huge mahogany brown desk that had a huge pile of work files and office essentials placed in perfect arrangement on top of it. My eyes fell on the curtains and over to the bookshelf at the corner of the room down to the couches, chairs, and the brown marble floor.
Everything looked expensive and well crafted. What do you expect from a Billionaire?
“It’s nice to see you again.” I turned to the side the voice came from and my breath hitched. The CEO stared at me with a proud smirk with his hands lost in his pockets with the coldest gray-blue eyes I’ve ever seen and darkest raven black hair.
He wore a blue tailored suit that accentuated his flexed muscles, muscular chest, rangy limbs, and tall frame. The sight of him made my insides turn and butterflies danced in the pit of my stomach.
He walked to the ledge swivelling chair and sat cross-legged and shut his computer. “Have a seat!” He commanded with a blank demeanor.
My legs gravitated hastily and sat on the visitors’ seat as I held my breath and stared at him as our eyes bore into each other.
IT FELT LIKE YESTERDAY
FLASHBACK
The machine beeps repeatedly, with the pungent smell of bleach which fills up the hospital air. “She has two months to prepare for surgery. If you don’t start payments. I’m afraid… She’s not going for the surgery.” The doctor said adjusting his glasses while his hands went back into his scrubs pockets. I sat quietly on the hospital bed cross-legged with my fingers gripping the sheets tightly while I watched my mother sleep. My eyes flicked from the doctor to my mom and back again repeatedly. I know how much my mom hates hospitals! It was hard convincing her to get treated here where the doctors will cater to her health with their full attention. Her last words before leaving home were. “Make sure you visit me every day. I can’t spend a day without you.” Before she agreed to get admitted. Her words brought tears to my eyes as I blinked them back whenever I remembered those words. That’s the reason I can do whatever to make sure she’s treated. “You better hurr
I took an Uber to my tiny apartment and when I arrived I quickly applied some ointment to my feet. I was glad it didn’t leave a scar but a small scratch. I entered the bathroom for a quick shower, applied my avocado and honey shampoo. My hair was long and it stopped at my waist so it needed extra attention when washing from the scalp to the ends. I washed off the shampoo and neatly dried my hair after bathing and came out of the bathroom. What next? I applied my mascara and lip gloss and changed into a black jean and white crop top as I wore a four-inch high-heeled shoe. I put my modelling lingerie, sunscreen, water, and vitamins into a bag and left for the event. “Where have you been?” Eunice walked up to me the minute I stepped into the hall and met a lot of models with their number tags boldly placed on their dresses. “I’m sorry I ran into some incident but it’s fine. I took care of it.” I answered with a smirk as the incident with the Handsome jerk flashed
THE SURROGATE STRIPPER Ariel Donald Seconds later, he groaned hard and then stopped moving, as he cummed over. He moved to the other side of the bed, panting like he ran a treadmill. Bastard! After that I moved to the other side of the bed where he lay, turning my back towards him. I hated every minute of this and I was glad that I didn’t feel or enjoy the foreplay, a part of me felt like a cheap slut. After a while, he walked into the bathroom and got out after running the tap to clean up but before he left he dropped another wad of dollars on the bed. “You’re outstanding and I hope we do this some other time with no restrictions. I would pay to make you my favorite minx.” He pecked my cheek as he grinned with the satisfaction of my prowess in giving him such a wild and fantastic moment. As soon as he was gone, I went to the bathroom and washed my body thoroughly, his scent and sweat off me. I scrubbed for close to fifteen minutes. I didn’t care if my sk
The surrogate stripper MASTER ADRAIN’S POV Louis Vuitton shoes, a fancy Ferrari, and a diamond-encrusted wrist watch wearing designers from Dolce and Gabbana summer collection. I alighted my car and felt the buzzing sound from my phone in my pockets. It was from my secretary. “Hello, Master Adrian.” She said when I picked the receiver. “What’s it?” I replied in a harsh tone. She better have some good news. “Sir we haven’t found the girl that is fit for the ballroom event. I’ve sent images and look books to your mail but you rejected all of them. I plead for more time to find the perfect girl.” “We have three weeks until the event! Why are you lazy? I’m so disappointed!” I was breathing fire through my nostrils as I gripped the phone tightly within my grasp. My family would be disappointed in me if I don’t get a worthy female and I can’t disappoint them. I walked into the hospital building where my Mom was admitted, she had a weak heart and a lo
THE SURROGATE STRIPPER Ariel Donald’s POV I sat at a corner and waited for an announcement, it had been thirty minutes already and I was freaking out about the verdict, and dying to be at home. There was a light tap on my arm, and I turned to see the secretary and I gave her a little smile tugging at my lips. “You’re an amazing model, in perfect shape, and very talented but our sponsor is not impressed. You will be paid for your time, good luck next time.” She replied with a calm voice. The words from the lady truly hurt me and my head felt like it was going to explode. I fought back the tears threatening to escape my tear duct and shrugged with a fake smile as I was presented with an envelope. To be honest, I loved the fact my effort wasn’t in vain, and I got rewarded but of the truth I needed this job badly. This job was the first I had gotten in months, and it felt incredible to be picked amongst other wonderful models. Was there something wrong with me? I must
BILLIONAIRE'S SURROGATE STRIPPER Ariel POV I got home with a sad face, my eyes were swollen and I felt heartbroken all day. I’ve been lost for words after the lady mentioned I was dropped. I had no option but to take my things and leave. I was paid and I’ve not opened my envelope to know the exact sum. The envelope was staring at me as I got home and l showered immediately, I wore my Pyjamas and switched on my television set.Walking to the kitchen, I switched on the lights and saw some cooking utensils lying carelessly on the kitchen sink. Eunice must have made some food before stepping out of the house. I walked over to the gas cooker and my eyes met a well-cooked pasta. The other pan contained meatballs and some veggies sauce.Wow, that was amazing. I got my spoon and dished out some pasta and meatballs to eat. Boy, I was starving and didn’t realize the major reason I was crying was hunger. “Hahahaha…” Sitting down on my worn-out couch, with steady eyes w
THE SURROGATE STRIPPER Ariel Donald’s POV We were silent for a while before my father cleared his throat and held his chin. “There are a lot of hidden secrets you are about to disclose. Fate is knocking at the door, no rush but be wise.” I was confused by his utterance. What he meant by hidden secrets, his words were deep and I failed to understand anything. I went closer to him and held his hands, looking him in the eye. “Father, please tell me. What is going on, What are the secrets?” I pleaded, he stood up without paying me a glance. He was pacing around, with his hands akimbo. “You will figure the puzzles at the right time, finding the truth would divert destiny and things may turn bad. Face life as it comes, there’s light at the end of the tunnel.” He explained and looked at me. “But dad..” He waved me off with the back of his hand, I gulped with a lump in my throat. He motioned to me to follow him in which I did. We came out from the bookstore and took a
BILLIONAIRE SURROGATE STRIPPER Ariel’s POV Anna talked repeatedly about what we must do and must not do as it follows. *Talking to the client.* *Taking his number/ giving him yours.* *Telling him your name/personal pieces of information…* And lots more my brain barely grasped because my mind was disconnected from the others too pent up with the dream. “Are you okay, Ariel?” “Yeah.” I inhaled a sharp breath when the limousine drove into a mansion and parked at its parking lot and the driver turned off the ignition. “Now it’s time girls.” “Yaay!” We alighted after the other following Anna’s lead as we walked into the Mansion. The minute I stepped in the air around me felt tense as I roamed the furnished exquisite room with a gold chandelier, foreign leather couches, a buffet filled with food, and servants on standby. The room was filled with masked men and women but you could feel their elegant and rich aura in the air with