Only his surrogate

two.

"This isn't something I can decide right now, I need time to think it through" he nods in agreement. "I will give you 24 hours. I expect an answer then, you have my number" I agree. "Fine" "do you need a ride home, I can call you a car?" He offered. "I would rather the walk, it's only 20 minutes, I need the fresh air" I got up from my chair. He stopped me before I could leave "you cannot walk alone on these streets, please let me get you a car" "it's daylight. I'm sure I can manage a walk home. I'll contact you with my decision soon." As I turn to walk I could feel his eyes piercing through my soul, watching as I stroll away.

I come away more confused than I was before. It was a huge decision this wasn't just any old job, heck it wasn't even a job? This man wanted me to carry his child and in return pay off my debt?

it's crazy.

I picked up an extra shift at the hospital this evening it goes towards completing my hours and I needed the distraction. Annie was the nurse on shift with me, we became friends when I first started. She was the only friend I had here.
"April, are you ok? You seem away with the fairies?" We both sat doing our paperwork drinking coffee, "huh, oh yeah, I'm ok. Just a lot happening right now, can I ask you something hypothetical?" She glances my way "of course"
"ok, so I have this friend who went for what she thought was a job interview, a second job you know to help pay off debts but when she arrived she finds out it wasn't the job advertised, It was false? And was basically offered her debt to be paid off for her uterus in return ... this person wanted a baby!" I whispered loud enough for her to hear but not so loud anyone else can. He eyes went super wide like Bambi, "wait, is this friend you? And also how much are we talking?" Was she even considering this? "Why would it be me? And he didn't say how much but more than enough to cover everything " she gave me a short smile "because I'm your only friend, April. Well who is this mystery person?" "I don't know, he goes by Mr Steven's? I'm presuming a last name?" She gasped. "Fuck!!! Leyton Steven's? April he's like the most dangerous man in the world, he's the mafia boss fucking hell" her words made me feel nauseous. "You're kidding!" She showed me her phone as she searched his name. It was him. "Fuck! What do I do? What would you do?" "This is your decision. But honey he has more money than he knows what to do with, he's offering you a life time exchange, it's wild but it could work. Just make sure there's a contract and it's all binding, think about it." She touched my hand gently and went to do her rounds.

Talking about it helped but I never realised who he actually was, the mafia boss wants my uterus for his child?

My shift was busy, which was a good thing the night soon went and morning came, and I was home tucked up in my bed after a shower and breakfast.

I had only 10 hours left before he needed my decision. But all I needed now was to sleep. And I did exactly that.

My alarm was set for noon, I knew I couldn't sleep long otherwise it would mess my body clock up. The remaining 10 minutes doomed on me, my decision was made. But I needed to meet him to discuss. I grabbed my phone and text him. -my decision is made but I need to see you to discuss it, please. April- formal but confident. He replied almost immediately. -A car will pick you up in 15 minutes and bring you to my office. I'm glad to hear you have a decision for me.- wait how does he know my address? What the hell.

This guy is something else. Without questioning him, which I could do in person. I throw on my jeans, I decide on a slightly revealing tee and my jacket. The car sounded its horn outside my place. I grabbed my keys and my phone and darted to the car.

It was a short but quiet drive his men clearly say nothing. You could hear a pin drop it was so silent. "I will escort you to Mr Steven's office, please follow me Ms Rhodes" the male spoke as he opens my car door. "Oh you do speak. Do I get a name?" "Rico." Blunt but firm. "Rico. Pleasure. I'm sure I'll be seeing you often" he escorts me inside the building to Leyton's office. Of course it was filled with blonde petit women. Do I expect anything less? Probably not.

I knock on his door. "Come in" I walk swiftly through there he sits behind his desk. Suited up. He looked ... fine. "Ms Rhodes." "Leyton." His eyes glare. "Yeah, I know you. How did you find me at my home? Before we begin" I sat opposite him, legs crossed. "I followed you home yesterday, when you left" "fuck, bit extreme? Why?" "You're a young girl in New York, anything could happen." I rolled my eyes. "The decision, first I want to make sure this is all binding, contract, rules?" He hands me papers. It was a contract. "I always draw contracts for business, April. But there is rules if you agree" I look up at him through my long lashes. "Proceed?" "If you agree you must live with me. For the duration, beginning to end. I want to be around you through it all. Hospital appointments. Scans. Everything. You live with me for 9 months. And then when I have my heir, it's over. I pay off your debts and you leave" he did not mess about with his words.

"And in between this time? If I need money for anything?" I had to negotiate this man was buying my uterus. "Expenses are paid for. This is simply a deal. No feelings no complications throughout" his stare was menacing. "And work? I need to continue my placement to graduate." "When do you graduate?" "Two weeks." "Then we begin after your graduation, that way you will be at my place with me 24/7" I sighed. "It's a long process. How will you cope with a hot brunette walking about your place every day?" I tested the waters. "I have self control, it's a deal not a fuck." Well shit. He wanted this. "Ok. Deal." I signed the dotted line.

It was all for the money.

"My uterus is yours in two weeks. Ill make sure I party before then considering you'll practically own me then right?" I smile sarcastically. "As you please Ms Rhodes, but yes. Correct. In two weeks you are mine" he growls confidently.

I nod and stand up from the chair. "I'll see you in two weeks then, Mr Steven's." We shook hands, and I left his office.

did I really just sign my uterus to the most dangerous man in the world?