Daisy's POVShaking my waist to the loud sound of music is what I do to take away the pain and sadness I always feel.But today, shaking my waist, twirling, turning, and shouting aren't solving any of my problems. The pain isn't going away either.I am thinking drinking myself to a stupor will help but nothing is working.Right now, all I feel like doing is letting it all out. Crying it out. Then maybe I will feel better.The moment I stop dancing and turn to find my way to the bathroom, my eyes meet with a guy.This is the same guy who has had his eyes on me for over thirty minutes since I have been doing nothing but dancing to end my sorrows.I am not here for a man. I am here to drink and take my sorrows away and also find somewhere to sleep.My legs almost give me away as I find myself staggering towards the bathroom of the club, ignoring the man with the burning gaze.My eyes burn with hot tears, willing to push their way down my face, to let out the pent-up anger, anguish, and f
Alexander's POVThat voice. It was a female's voice. It was a woman bawling her eyes out in a male's restroom.But it exuded nothing but pain and agony.The sound of the shower running reminds me of the sound of her crying and I find myself wondering why she would be crying that way in a restroom.It is unhealthy. Who is she anyway? Did she get ditched by her boyfriend and the restroom was the only place to let out her hurt without anyone knowing? Did she catch her boyfriend banging another woman?That must be it! This is a club after all.Waving the thought of the crying woman away, I turn off the shower and get out of the bathroom, in a hurry to get dressed and get to work.I came to the club for a reason. First, because Chase owns the club and, secondly because he insists that I come here to find the person I was looking for.Even though I succumbed to his wish, I still came here with work. I haven't been to New York for years and I am back with a huge load of responsibilities on
Daisy's POVI am falling off a building but I can't make a sound because my eyes are tightly shut waiting for the impact of the floor and for my head to break into pieces.But I didn't hit my head.A sound eventually comes out of my mouth. Not a scream in fear of death. A wince.This is when I realize my arm hurts. Then, my eyes flutter open to meet reality.I am not in school, not at work, and not on the floor after jumping off a ten-leveled building because I want to give up on living.Where the hell am I? I ask inwardly as I try to stand up from my fall.A pain sips through my arm and my head bangs severely. My gaze shifts to the huge bed and it dawns on me when the memories of last night come rushing back.I fell off this huge bed thinking it was from a building. I didn't sleep on the streets last night because I….I gasp.I saw a stranger. The same man watched me closely at the club last night like a predator watching over its prey."Goodness!" I scramble up and rush towards the
Alex's POVI watch her debate within her on whether to get in just like I have ordered her to or not. She is biting her lower lip like someone in deep thought in a math class, desperate to find answers to the math solution on the board.She shakes her head and continues to walk."Hey", I call out, my anger rising and my hand balling into a fist. I helped her last night, is this what I get for helping her?The driver moves the car further before I can instruct him to and she stops when the car is beside her.With rage, I shout. "Get into the car now!"She jerks backward, startled by my tone and loud voice.She stares down at me, probably to figure out if I am here for a good reason or if I want to kidnap her and sell her off to some men.Kevin gets down from the car and opens the door for her. I shift to the other side, waiting for her to climb in next to me.It takes a while before she makes up her mind. She nods at herself and gets in, careful not to let her legs touch mine.Kevin cl
Daisy's POVMy jaws are dropped in shock and after a moment of silence between us, without him offering more explanations to the reason for this type of favor, I blink then shut my mouth.Surrogacy?He wants me to carry a baby for him? Why? Why me?Is this the condition for helping me? What about school? How do I manage to carry his baby and going to school?Wait, did I just think of accepting the offer? Why the hell am I thinking of how to cope with carrying a baby and going to school? Is this how desperate I am?Well, you are desperate. You are the true definition of desperate, my subconscious retorts."You don't need to give me a reply immediately", he mentions, pulling me out of my reverie. "I can give you a day to think about it but after a day and I don't hear from you, I guess I will find someone else."He looks so confident and sure of what he is saying. He doesn't look shaken as though he has done this with a woman before.I don't even know what to think. My head is spinning.
Alex's POVSympathy is all I feel for her. That night at the party and after knowing that she was the one crying in the bathroom, I thought she was about to commit suicide because she had given up on life.Then when she told me about her inability to pay her fees, the sympathy increased ten folds and I knew I needed to help out.I went to the party for a reason. I am not the type who dates women. Not because I don't find them attractive but because I fear attachment.When I was in high school and my father was bankrupt, we had to move from Boston to Los Angeles and from Los Angeles to New York. We almost left America.When we were in Los Angeles, no one knew me as the son of a man who was considered wealthy and whose business was going through a difficult time.I loved the quiet atmosphere of the school I attended and the fact that I wasn't getting any attention but my girlfriend left me before we left BostonShe left because we were going through a hard time with our finances. I no l
Daisy's POVI didn't ask him where he was taking me but I felt safe with him. It is better than allowing Brenda to drive me to her place and allowing her to flaunt her wealth in my face.She came to ask me to get into the car for a reason. She wants to convince me one more time to join her. She wants to mock me for my inability to pay my fees.I don't know how they got to know about my situation. If Julian wasn't a nerd and a good guy, I would have assumed he was responsible.I have cried and cried. I couldn't cry in the classroom where there are thousands of eyes on me so I went to the bathroom to do that.These past few days, the bathroom has been my place of solitude.When we drive into a place I assume is his house, I can't help but stare in awe. It is magnificent."Are you ok?" I hear him ask again for the umpteenth time as he jerks me out of my reverie, my gaze shifting to meet his."Yes, yes!" I chant, swallowing a lump that has gotten stuck in my throat since we arrived.Why d
Alex's POVAn idea stuck with me last night before I eventually fell asleep.Daisy is helpless. I never thought she was going to give me a reply so soon considering how upset she looked when I first presented the offer to her.I was relieved last night after she told me yes.But then, another idea is hitting me hard. An idea that will work in my favor.Daisy is going to be staying in this mansion with me. She is going to be my surrogate and that means asking her to pretend to be my girlfriend won't be a huge and difficult task.It will make my story all the more plausible. What was I thinking of telling my mother after the baby was born? Where would I tell her I got the baby from?Right now, all I need to do is introduce Daisy to them and everything will become easy. When the baby is born and Daisy is nowhere to be found, then I can confidently tell them the truth or probably tell them that Daisy is gone.But for now, I can't bring up the talk of a surrogate because it will never be a