BILLIONAIRE SURROGATE STRIPPER MASTER ADRAIN POV Every step I took towards Ariel's Mom ward my heart raced and my head buzzing with questions. I needed to be sure about who I was dealing with, pushing the door open produced a creaking sound and my head peeked into the white room that had the smell of medicines and a constant beeping machine ringing in the air. Closing the door so it doesn't make a noise I walked with my hands lost in my pockets. A beautiful woman lay in white hospital clothes and her palms placed to her stomach. "Who are you?" She jolted when I got closer to her with a weak strained voice. "I'm Mr. Adrian," I replied politely and brought out a hand for a handshake with a pleasant smile but she was too stunned to reply. "I'm a regular here." "I don't know you. What do you want and where is my daughter? Did Ariel send you? I miss her..." She broke into tears as her throat produced mini sobs. "No I'm not sent by Ariel but I'm h
~ I sent Lorenzo over to the club Ariel worked as a stripper and instructed him to pick her up as one of the girls for our businessmen party. It came as a relief that she was already picked as one of the girls from their manager. "Get the car ready!" "Yes, boss!" The driver hurried out of the door as I made my way down the stairs of the multi-million Mansion maids and bodyguards bowed as I walked out. "Sir we're ready." "Good." I got into the back seat and he slipped into the driver seat and drove out of the Cuban Mansion. I turned back as the Mansion slowly disappeared from view as the car passed trees and went into the pedestrian road. The driver turned off the ignition when we arrived and parked at the parking lot. With a mask to my face, I got out of the car and walked into the building not without taking a glass of champagne from a waiter and made my way to the private room. I pushed the door open and tapped the heels of the shoe dangerously, arranging m
.... Counting down to Monday was the hardest thing I've experienced in the twenty-nine years of my life. Eating, sleeping, working on files were all interrupted by the thoughts of Ariel. When Monday came my secretary sent a lot of mails and lookbooks about different women who applied to be my Surrogate. It was shocking to me because they weren't just middle class or below average. They were public figures, billionaires, models, and lots more. I smirked when I went through each to the end. Woah! It was competitive indeed but none held my interest like Ariel. They were only interested in me because they wanted a trophy baby daddy and to be affiliated with the Cuban name. You must be wondering isn't Ariel doing the same. It's far from that. She couldn't give me an answer, something other girls would have screamed down the rooftop in a heartbeat. Her mother was an ally but the question lies will she agree to it? When I walked into the office and sat down. Within a few minutes
~ The morning I'd been waiting for came. I texted my lawyer to bring the Surrogate contract and to add a list of things to the contract paper which he agreed to and got to work. I went to the bathroom and texted one of my loyal drivers from the Cuban mansion the address of Ariel's apartment and instructed him to bring some clothes for me and for a female as I text Ariel's body size. I came out from the bathroom looking wet in just her towel. Her scent was lingering on it. It feels wonderful to have something that belongs to Ariel on my fucking skin. Ariel was still asleep when I left for the bathroom and when I got in she was wide awake stretching. She wasn't wearing a bra underneath her pajamas and the sexy way her lashes stared at my six-pack abs made me want to gobble her on the bed and fuck her till the sun comes down. From dusk to dawn. When my phone rang and cut off our private romantic moments I groaned and left the bed so she would have time to shower and prepare fo
~ "Wow! Did you do this for me son?" Mother held her chin in disbelief, staring at me teary-eyed as the Bodyguards opened the door of the Mansion and I sent a text earlier when the car drove into our gate for the pianists and violinist to start playing. They were a long pile-up of cars and I knew who they belonged to. The sound of clinking glasses and dishes on different tables buzzed through the Mansion walls. "Mother!" Adam, the second eldest brother, enveloped mother in a hug. He was wearing the red suit I gifted him to the party. He looked great. "I've missed you, my son." She pats his cheek with a smile. "I'm sure no one misses me." Ramsey saw it as the perfect opportunity to come in with his thot for a wife, Anastela, holding his arm. He loved to act as the villain of the family, going against everything the family stands for as he's manipulated by my ex-girlfriend turned his wife. That might be shocking but I dated Anastela for two years back in school and we
"Mother..." I knew where Mother was going with this and the earlier I stopped this but she waved me sternly. "I won't warn you again! I'm having a conversation with my daughter. So tell me Ariel would you do that for your mother?" Ariel looked lost, flabbergasted, and puzzled. "I do-n't kn-ow what to say." Her hands trembled in mother's hands. "Tell me what you think and if you can't it's fine." Mother had that pitiable look that would make anyone concede to her demands in an instant. "Yes, I agree." Ariel nods. "What about you Adrian?" "I agree! Ariel and I will have a baby and get married." I chipped in before things went the wrong way. We are far into this and we might go all in as well. Couples divorce every day and the world no longer bats an eye. "Yes, Mother I'll fill this Mansion with children and promise to be by his side till eternity," Ariel vows and wipes her palm on mother's cheek cleaning the tears. "I can't believe it! It feels like a dream. Thank
BILLIONAIRE’S SURROGATE STRIPPER Ariel's POV I pushed past people and ran up the stairs. I bet they would barely notice. I flung the door open and slammed it shut with a loud thud. "Adrian is cruel!" I screamed and pulled the crown and threw it across the room, wiped the makeup off my face as the red lipstick became smudged and sticky to my skin. I was a fool to think the World's Adrian Cuban would be any less than a playboy. Women would seek him out from different angles. "Get off!" I was fighting with my gown and ripped it to the sides and flung it across the room so I was left in my bra. I was left in just my red lingeries and the ring he gave to me. I badly wanted to take it off and throw it into a river or something but I couldn't. Adrian Mother's words still rang in my head and everything that happened tonight. That would break her heart. I agreed to an oath that I know I won't fulfill. What does that make me? I wasn't different from Adrian and the cheatin
The doorknob was twisted and Adrian walked in. The sight of him made me anxious, angry, and hopeful. Three feelings at once. I'll be glad if I leave this Mansion without getting hypertension. He had boxes of roses, a bottle of wine, and two glasses. "Good morning Ariel." He drops the boxes of sweet-smelling roses on the bed. The smell was pleasant but I didn't act fazed a bit but I loved his gesture. His voice made my stomach twist into knots, breaking every fiber in my bones. I sat up and rolled my eyes at his gifts. Adrian looked like shit. His eyes lost their shine, the good of his skin was dull. He was still wearing the clothes from last night's party. "Good morning." "I want to talk to you about yesterday I didn't..." No shit we won't be doing this. "It's okay Adrian. I don't want to get stuck in that absurd situation. It's okay, I have no right to dictate what you do." "Would you let me speak?" "No!" "Why?" "Because I don't fucking care! For fuck sa