Having His Way With Her?

Quinn raised her head and stared at her father. She shook her head in disagreement.

"I can't let him sleep with another lady and get her pregnant. It's hard to watch"

"Why would you watch them? Just find someone you can trust and give her the pay. Once your child is three or four years old, you can send her away. That's what my friends are doing nowadays. Who wants to get pregnant and endure the pain?" Her father said. He was slowly convincing her.

"Okay. I'll think about it. Thank you"

"I better leave here before that mad girl comes out" he entered into the car and ordered the driver to leave. Quinn watched as her father drove the car away. She head to back to the house, thinking about her father had just told her.

"It's not a bad idea" she murmured. Finding the right person to do the job was the main problem. She also have to get them tested. But first, would Nate agree to this?

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Quinn walked into the house and saw Nate and Trisha heading up the stairs.

"Nate?" She called out. They both stopped and turned back to stare at her.

"What do you want now?" He asked.

"Can I talk to you? In private!" She added the last one so that Trisha could leave.

"You can go. I'll go take my bath" she said and left. Nate ran downstairs and walked to her.

"Tell me, what do you want?" He asked.

"Um... About me getting pregnant and you wanting a child. I have a plan" she said.

Nate folded his arms and folded his mouth. She didn't understand his expression so she frowned.

"Why are you looking that way?" She asked.

"I won't accept adoption or any other form of medical way. You have to carry the baby in your womb yourself. He must be my child" he said.

"Of course, I know. I also understand that that's what you want. But listen to me baby..." She took him by his hand and threw her hair to the back.

"Why don't we... Look for a lady to carry the child for you. All you have to do is to sleep with her"

"Permit me to ask this but are you crazy? How do you expect me to sleep with other lady when I have a wife at home"

"Nate, please understand what I'm trying to say. You should understand that my job will be affected when I get pregnant. It's going to affect my body and I don't want that" she said, pouting her lips like a baby.

"Don't do that. It won't work on me anymore. I won't do as you say" he said and walked away.

"Nate, Nate listen to me" she followed him behind and suddenly stopped walking.

"I don't need his permission. I'll just do what I want" she murmured and folded her arms.

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Paige stood outside Dylan's studio. She kept on checking the card and the building to see if she was in the right place.

"Are you sure it is the right place?" She asked the driver.

"Of course it is. Just go in" he replied. She handed him his fare and walked into the studio.

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Paige looked round, seeing the painting that was hung on the wall. She furrowed her eyebrows, confused. These paintings are of different naked ladies.

She was about to touch it when she heard Dylan's voice behind.

"Look who we have here, our very own Paige!" He walked to her and hugged her tight, grabbing her butt. She quickly disengaged from the hug and took a step further than him.

"Uh... The job" she had to remind him again.

"Let's go sign the contract first then you can..."

"I don't understand all of this. Models? What are these on the walls?"

"Let's go to the office and discuss about it after you sign the contract" he said. Paige sighed and followed him into the office. She got in and stared round the office. A wow escaped from her mouth. Dylan had locked the door to make sure that she doesn't try to escape. He placed the on the table and sat down comfortably.

"Have your seat baby" he said, stretching his hand at the chair beside him.

She sat down and quit staring around. He opened the contract and placed it in front of her, pointing at where she should sign.

"I should perhaps read it first" she said, wanting to open the paper but Dylan slammed his hand on the contract. Now, he was getting upset.

Paige wondered why he was in such a hurry to make her sign the contract and also to touch her.

She placed the pen on the table and stood up.

"Now I get the job. You want me to be a nude model. I can't do this Dylan. I'm sorry. I'm just different from them"

"It's okay. You can leave" he said and stood up. She smiled at him and walked to the door. She got to the handle and tried pulling hard. That was when she knew that the door was locked. She turned, saw him smiling at her.

"Dylan? What did you do!" She asked.

"I did nothing sweetheart" he replied. Paige walked to him.

"Why did you lock the door? I need to go check on my mother"

"I see that you didn't give me your android contact number. Why?" He asked, taking few steps closer to her.

"I don't like to give it out. Please, I need to leave now" she said.

"I can't let you leave. You have to do what I want" he said. He has been staring at Paige since, following her around like Nate.

"And what do you want?" She asked.

"Some nude picture" he replied.

"I can't give you that" she shook her head and head in disbelief. There was no way she was going to let Dylan have his way with her.

"Even if it's just a picture, I won't show you my body" she said, making herself clear. Dylan still didn't listen to her. He leaned forward and grabbed her waist, rubbing his body against hers.

"Don't you love it?"