Rental Womb

Krystalina~

'I don't want my child to be badmouthed like you'

I mimicked his words while closing the cafe and hung the big board of 'Closed' on the shutters.

Did he really think I am going to accept his contract or whatever that was? I don't even know his name or anything about him.

Maybe he was just some con-artist, who came to honey trap me, in his expensive suit. But I have to admit he was a handsome con-artist.

But how would a con artist know about my debt numbers? No maybe he was an experienced fraud or someone powerful enough to get what he wants.

I pull on the cap of my hoodie over my head and gave one last glance at my Cafe.

"Thank you for giving me the best days of my life" I whispered and blinked back the tears that were forming in the back of my eyes.

A phase of my life ended today. I wish I weren't such a failure.

I started to walk, the cold breeze caressed my body, the road was empty as if no one ever existed here and only a dim street light was on.

I clutched my tote bag tightly as I stepped inside the alley, the stink of alcohol and drainage wafted inside my nose and I scrunched my nose in disgust.

"Come here... bubble butt" my heartbeat fastened as I heard the gruff voice of some drunkard.

Fuck, why the hell I chose this route to go home?

I moved my legs faster hoping to get out from here as soon as possible.

"I will fuck you hard, bubble butt" my heart started to pound loudly and sweat beads started to form on my forehead.

I could hear his footsteps behind me.

Suddenly, a yelp of pain escaped from my mouth as I felt something sharp slashing my arm. I looked down, my hoodie was torn and red crimson blood gushed out from my arm.

My vision blurred and I ran as fast as I could but as if my fate had to fuck me up, a bulky arm pulled me back with a force.

His stinky breath fanned on my face "leave me" I screamed at the top of my lungs, but as if my screams were unheard I felt his hand groping my breast painfully.

I tried to thrash my legs to kick him on the shin but he was way too powerful.

"You are really full, bubble butt--" his voice choked suddenly and he gasped for air, his arms loosened around me and I freed myself moving back away from him, taking deep breaths.

I watched as a man came in front of him and punched him in his face, a loud crackling sound erupted in the air following with a painful grunt, the fat guy fell on the ground with a loud thud.

The guy didn't move and my eyes widened is he dead?

"He is alive and I will have him thrown into the jail by tomorrow " the familiar deep velvety voice fell into my ears, making goosebumps erupt on my skin.

His sandalwood and pine cologne scent wafted into my nose, filling my insides with warmth.

I watched him remove his black coat from his body and then drape it over me, as if protecting me from any further harm.

I feel safe...safe with him beside me.

"Thank you" I mumbled, pulling the blazer tightly around my body.

"I was distracted for a moment and you managed to pull yourself in trouble..."

I glared at him as he walked beside me with his hands in his pockets like he owned even this alley.

"What are you doing here? I didn't need your help" I said, still trying to process what could have happened to me if he hadn't arrived on time. But I am not going to admit it.

"Sure you didn't need my help but I am not someone who would let a woman go alone at this time of night especially someone... who is dumb enough to take a dangerous route."

I gritted my teeth at his condescending tone, he mocking me without even looking at me?

Rude and arrogant jerk.

"Get in the car."

I continued to walk, ignoring him. Just because he was my saving angel doesn't mean I am going to submit to him.

"I don't like to repeat myself Krystalina...I said get in the car".

Something in his tone told me that he won't take any bullshit. His voice was hard and cold. I could feel his cold gaze on me.

He stood still holding the car gate open for me and I sat inside and clenched my hand into fist as he shut the door with a bang.

My breath hitched as he leaned closer and jutted his hand out, securing me with a seat belt.

"Are you always this careless, why didn't you just take a cab?"

Tears brimmed in my eyes as his words hit me. Yes. I am careless because I don't have a single dime in my pocket to even get a cab.

I didn't say anything just turned my face to the window and looked over as the bright city lights passed through us.

"You can drop me here" I said, my voice numb. He didn't say anything but stopped the car in front of the supermarket.

I didn't dare to look at him just mumbled a small thank you before getting out of his expensive car.

As I walked leaving him behind, I could hear the car rolling behind me slowly as if matching my pace.

Who is this man? Why does he care if I reach home safe or not? I don't need anyone's pity or care.

When my own boyfriend didn't care for me, then why is he doing it.

Unwanted tears started to fall from my eyes and a sob tore through my chest. Everything that happened to me in a span of two days started to reel in my mind.

Why am I so unlucky? I was about to get raped today, my cafe is closed forever, my boyfriend cheated on me.

*

"So, you finally decided to come home?"

I closed my eyes and wiped my tears and turned to look at my mother standing against the kitchen door holding a spatula in her hand.

She still had her apron tied around her petite body. My vision blurred with fresh tears and I stepped forward to go to her for her warm embrace, but she just rolled her eyes and walked back inside, to do whatever she was doing.

I took a deep breath and left for my room too.

I locked my room and slumped on the bed, crying, letting my tears fall freely.

"What do I do dad? Why did you leave me alone in this world. I miss you so much."

Suddenly my phone pinged and wiping my tears I grabbed my phone and squinted my eyes as the bright news flashed on the screen from the London Times.

"Billionaire Heiress Nancy Lockwood daughter of Mr. Josh Lockwood the richest man in London is all set to knot her ties with commoner Morgan Carpenter. The wedding festivities will begin tomorrow. Follow for more updates."

Morgan and Nancy are getting married? So this wasn't a dream, betrayal has happened to me in real life.

No matter what, luck will always be on his side.

They are claiming their relationship in front of the whole world without any shame.

And me, I am crying my eyes out like a pathetic bitch. But not anymore.

I know what I have to do.

I sat upright on the bed and took out the shiny black card from my bag.

'Barrister Beckett Ashton'

My eyes widened in shock as I re-read the name written on the card in big bold golden letters.

Holy Fuck.

I slapped the biggest celebrity Lawyer in the whole world and he wants to buy my womb.

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Dear readers, so Mr. no one is actually a big powerful lawyer who wants our poor Kristie.