The Alpha's Surrogate - Chapter #4 - Free To Read

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Those gunshot sounds. I wake up sweating, I’m on the bed. The windows have been opened.

“Good morning, Miss,” Cecelia comes in, she starts to run around the room usually going to the bathroom to get everything ready, I get out of bed to go to the bathroom, and I wash my whole body with a rose bomb. Make sure I scrub properly.

She comes in here with a small frown on her face and gets on one knee, helping me wash my body.

I stand up and get out of the tub when I reach the closet, Cecelia already picked out an outfit for me.

It’s a two-piece floral dress, I look at it and like the design but she goes back to start looking for something again. When she comes back to the mirror she has a red dress in her hands.

“This one will look nice on you, you know how I always like your skin,” she says with a small smile, as she starts to work on my face. I frown looking at the floral one. Two pieces of clothing.

“You can’t wear that one.” I look at her for the first time,” but she leans in trailing a finger on my waist and neck. Oh, I see now.

The one she picked covers everything, it has a high neck and reaches my knees. She comes in some black heels.

“Where to?” I ask following behind.

“Breakfast then you are going to the doctor’s,” she says as we descend downstairs, my heart starts to beat fast. At the doctor's? He'll know oh Lord please help me.

When I reach the table there is a lot of food and Mario Is sitting at the end of it with a smile acknowledging me but I ignore him waiting for my apple juice. When it comes I drink it fast, boy was I thirsty? I look at Troy who smiles.

“Get her another glass,” he tells my young lady, she nods going to the kitchen. “ you look exhausted today,” he comments still reading his paper. I roll my eyes looking at Troy who has been focused on his food since I came down then going back to look at the plate, is she new? everyone knows I don't eat this

“You know she hates that, why would you put it in front of her?” he roars at the maid who flinches, I do hate red meat. I prefer greens and fish, ignoring the food before my thoughts are somewhere else.

How will I get out of not going?

“I’m not going to the hospital,” I blurt eating more of my salad.

“You are, I want to know why you’re not getting pregnant yet.” He says calmly, someone’s desperate.

“Have you thought maybe I don’t want to birth to a child?”

“It’s funny how you think you have a say in this issue,” he says almost laughing I don’t say anything, of course, I’ve never had one. The maniac is obsessed with me and abuses and takes my freedom from me

He’s crazy, he’ll hit me then start cleaning my wounds and feeling bad about it.

“It’s my body,” I whisper at last. he slams the table so hard making me jump a little.

“You’re going and that’s final.”

Breakfast goes on silently, as he keeps taking one call after the other, talking about the merchandise and the new products. When he ends the call, his eyes snap to Troy who’s swallowing a piece of bacon.

“Tai is bringing his girls here. The CIA raided his place and he only got a few,” he says to Troy who just nods. I know Tai, he’s close friends with Mario.

Tai should be thirty or so just like Mario He stands up leaving and giving out orders. According to Troy, his line of business is different from Mario's. Tai owns brothels and trafficked girls while Mario just does drugs.

Could they mean girls when they say products? Will they be staying here? I cringe at the thought.

In the late afternoon, I’m in a Cadillac with Mario going to the hospital, once he finds out he’ll punish me and get me off the pill. I know he wants me to give him an heir damn he even said that the day we met five years ago.

We walk to the doctor’s office, his hand in me like a good couple. He is running for governor. If only the people knew the kind of man he truly is. But the sad thing is that he might even win, he’s very popular and rich plus knows a lot of influential people.

I sigh when I sit back.

“Mr future governor,” the doctor smiles shaking his hand. This part of Colombia is very huge, and soon he’ll be running it all. His associates are happy because things will be easy for them.

“Hello, doctor,”

After explaining to the doctor the situation and the doctor asked some questions but I refused to answer.

“Could it be she is on a contraption without your knowledge?” He looks at me but I ignore him looking at the white tiles. Anticipating my punishment.

“Mi Chiquita,” he says, the doctor asks me to follow him and he runs some tests. Before going back to the room, the doctor sigh

“Yes, I was right she’s on a pill,” he says looking at me, I can Mario feel his eyes on me but I dare not to look just thinking of my plan to escape. I would ask Troy for him but I don’t want to get him in trouble.

“Thank you, Dean,” he tells him standing up, but I’m hesitant to get out of my seat.

“Baby let’s go,” he says sweetly in front of the doctor, oh boy it’s bad, I need to leave before he puts a child in me, I need to do it soon.

He’s silent the whole way. Just making phone calls.

“Faster,” he orders the middle-aged driver who steps on the gas. When we reach the estate, he opens the door for me.

“Do you have it ready?” he asks over the phone looking at me bitterly then comes to drag me by my hair walking fast to the back of the mansion, I am having a hard time between walking and the pain in my hair

“Bring it!” he shouts as he drags me inside.

“Marion you’re hurting me, stop I can walk,” he laughs

“Hurt? Denying me a child is what is hurting me right now!” he shouts again pushing me into a room, I stagger finding my balance, I look at the room, it’s just plain black, with white tiles, a chair in the corner this is where he tortures the people who betrayed him. He calls it the room of horror, I widen my eyes going back to the exit he flickers his fingers and two men go at the door, they are so tall and huge compared to me. His men are here, others in the corner, what are they doing surrounding a fire?

My eyes go to look for Troy, the kid looks petrified.

“Hurry up!”

“Marion, I don’t like it in here please let me leave,” I beg as I see more people, they are about ten, and all with guns.

“Give her a gun,” he orders the guy with a long beard, he says handing me his black weapon. I shake my head not wanting to touch it.

“Marion please,” I beg but he just looks at me with anger.

“I’ve been tolerating your insolence and have been going easy on you.” He says through gritted teeth. “ now you deny me, my heir,” he says shaking his head.

“No-,”

“Take it,” he whispers, I look at it again, I can’t touch that. “ TAKE IT!!” he shouts echoing through the whole room making me jump hiding my face with my hands. With shaky hands, I do but drop it scared

“Pick it up,” he tells me in a soft voice and I clumsily do just that.

“Good girl,” they bring a man, dragging him on his knees, He looks battered almost on the verge of death but he's begging in a small voice

"Please, Boss," he begs.

"Someone gag him, he's annoying me," he says touching his forehead softly like he usually does

“I've been wanting to kill this traitor for a while but I wanted to make it memorable," he sighs coming close to me "Kill him Aviana,” I throw the gun back to him. I’m not killing him. I value human life. I shake my head no still shaking, my heart racing

"What's more memorable than you killing him with a weapon you hate and fear so much," At the killing gun in my hands. He knows how much I hate and fear guns

"He was one of your father's former partners, remember how they haunted you and your mother?" I look at the man who is still on his knees, when my father died they looked for us, I don't know what they wanted but we hid from them " well before mommy dearest decided to Marry Joel for protection and smooth operations," As soon as those words leave he points to the man pulling the trigger, I hold my mouth closing my eyes, there is blood everywhere some of it on his face, he breathes satisfied, then looks at me, my eyes burn with tears as he moves closer

"Sela is one smart woman, why didn't you inherit that from her?" he asks visibly disappointed, so he still doesn't know where she is, good. " well at least you got her looks and traits," he nods

"And as for you, I won't kill, I couldn't my Aviana," he's looking at me with so much love, this man is sick!

“Ok bring it,” he orders, a man brings in a branding iron, and I widen my eyes, it looks so red and painful like it’s been in hot coal for years. I start backing away unconsciously, my eyes are a blur from all the tears.