Billionaire’s Baby Mama

{Amy’s Pov}

I am so nervous about this but I have no choice, I have to do it.

A deal is after all a deal.

I already got the money so I have to fulfill my

part of the deal. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before ringing the doorbell.

Carlos opened the door and I saw his handsome face. He wasn’t wearing a suit today and I somehow like how he looks in today’s wear. He is putting on a blue sweatshirt and three-quarter-inch sweat shorts. He looked like a model with his auburn hair neatly styled.

His stoic face made him look more like a roman prince.

I couldn’t help admiring him from his head down to his toes. He is an Adonis.

I snapped out of my reverie as he said something about not liking the house.

What?

Why won’t I like it? The house is so damn good. I strode in as soon as he ushered me in.

“Thank you.” I muttered as he led the way in.

I was trying so hard not to look around so I won’t embarrass myself but I can’t close my eyes and walk, can I?

I walked in with poise and tried to be a lady, at least for the time I’ll spend with him.

“This is my humble abode.” His euphonic voice traveled to my ears and I swiftly look up.

He led me to a big and beautiful living room.

The room had several chairs made of expensive looking leathers. The floor was made of marble and the wall was covered with a white snowy design wall paper.

The place was neat and sparkly, everything was in perfect order. Nothing was out of place well, except…. me.

I feel so out of place.

The house It’s too perfect and cool.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

I find it hard to believe that I am truly standing in such a luxurious place and I’m not just imagining things.

Mr. Clay asks me what I would like to have and he invited me to have lunch with him. I was about to refuse but then my stomach grumbled; reminding me of how hungry I was.

How embarrassing!

“I will eat whatever you offer.” I pursed my lips and looked away to hide my embarrassment.

I feel like hitting my stomach for not knowing when to complain but seriously, do I blame the poor stomach?

I only had breakfast all day yesterday and I haven’t even eaten anything today even though It’s way past lunchtime.

I was too worried for Nathan that I forgot I am also human and I need food to survive.

The dining table is a big rectangle-shaped marble tabletop with a four-person marble-made chairs.

On the table were fried chicken and french fries with a glass of orange juice.

Looks like he was about to eat before I arrive.

“Come, let’s eat.”

Mr. Clay offered me to sit as he took a seat too. He passed me a plate and motioned for me to help myself with the food.

“Thank you.”

I was shy and afraid. I didn’t want to embarrass myself.

I served myself as Instructed and I said a silent prayer. I was about to eat when my eyes went to the man at the head table.

I almost bowed at how elegant and composed he looked even at a casual lunch. He ate like a true-born Aristocrat.

The lunch ended in silence and he invited me to the sitting room to relax. He said nothing about the deal. Instead, he asked me to choose a movie to watch.

I tuned the T. V to Netflix to watch ‘As Good As It Gets’ by James. L. Brook.

It is one of my favorites movies and I have watched it so many times that I can recite the dialogues even in my sleep.

I was halfway through the movie when I seem to remember that I wasn’t here to watch movies.

I turned to Mr. Brown and saw that he was busy with his computer. I cleared my throat to get his attention.

“Are you okay?” He raised his head and looked at me. He didn’t linger at all.

His gaze was immediately returned to the computer.

“Yes, I’m…. I’m fine….” I scratched my nape as I thought of how to begin.

“It’s just that… I was.. um wondering when.. We would begin…”

Damn! Why am l stuttering?

Why can’t l just tell him that I can’t wait to get this over and done with? I want to go and be with my brother.

Mr. Brown didn’t say a word and just continued working on his computer.

What the hell?

Is he ignoring me now? Or is he waiting for me to make the first move.

My mind was screaming for me to put an end to all this, but I couldn’t. I already signed the deal.

Even though I didn’t want to do this, l know I have no choice. Besides, I’m also aware of the uncertainty attached to artificial insemination and I’d rather go with natural insemination which I know is more efficient than artificial insemination.

The faster I can conceive, the earlier I get done with this deal and move on with my life.

Surprisingly, he asked me if I wanted him to do this. I know he was only looking out for me, but I also know that no matter what happens, he won’t let me off.

I could see the hunger in his eyes. He keeps staring at me like some candy he could not wait to devour.

Besides, I signed up for this, no one forced me.

I was willing to sell my body to save my sister. So, there is no backing out now. Because if I do, I won’t be able to pay for the rest of Nathan’s medication.

I took a while to think about it but I knew that there was no other way except this, so I nodded.

As soon as I gave consent to do it, he immediately rushed to my side; almost crawling.

What a freak!

He moved close to me and our faces were inches apart. He pulled my waist closer to him and kissed me.

The kiss was gentle at first but then he toughened up and plunged his tongue into my mouth. I have never done this before so I didn’t know what to do.

I was slipping off his lap so I wanted to sit properly but then I felt something poke me from his legs. I already knew what that might be so I didn’t bother looking.

I wanted to stop him but then a voice In my head was shouting at me not to try stopping him.

What if I try stopping him and he gets mad?

What if he asks me to return the advance payment?

Where will I get such a huge amount of money?

Or maybe if I do well and he is pleased with me l can get double the payment.

My ears perked at this and I decided to let go of every reservation.

The thought of getting an extra pay made me close every door of reservation and open the door of determination.

I could only Pray that l only have to sleep with him this one time to get pregnant.

With every reservation gone. I broke down every wall and wrapped my arms around his neck; granting him entrance into my mouth.

His mouth explored mine as he kissed me. He moved to my chin and my neck down to my collarbone.

I felt ecstasy surge through me as his hand suddenly went under my top to grab one of the twin buds.

A moan escaped my mouth and I bit on my lower lips to stop myself from making those slutty sounds. My body was responding to his touch and I felt like I was floating.

His touch was magical.

My heart was thumping hard against my ribcage; giving me strange feelings that I can’t explain.

What is this feeling?

Am I feeling this way because I have never had sex before?