Page 1 of The Billionaire's Contract Baby

Chapter 1

CRYSTAL

Avoicechokedwithemotion pulled me awake. "You've been gone for so long. You left me alone. Why? Why keep this secret from me when you know how much I want this." I opened my eyes to see a blurry face that slowly morphed into a face I had tried to bury in my memory: Lorenzo. My heart thundered in my chest. No. Why was he here?

"No, you don't understand. Please, listen to me." I pushed myself up from the bed, trying to hold his gaze. He lightly pushed me back on the bed, a twinkle in his eyes. He bent and kissed my forehead. My body felt weak. What was going on?

"You deserve to be punished. You don't take a man's child and run away. So, Crystal, tell me how you would like to be punished, huh?" He emitted a low growl, biting my ear. My body shuddered with excitement. My mind seemed too slow to understand what was going on. Why was he in my bedroom, and why was I allowing this to happen?Oh, come on. You've always wanted him, but you lied to yourself.I gasped at my brazen thoughts as I felt the graze of his palm over my hard nipple. "Why are you distracted? It seems I've got to make you learn the hard way."

I gulped, gazing hungrily into his hazel eyes. Whatever this was, I wanted it. "I'm sorry, remind me what my offense was, sir." I kissed him, my lips pulling on his neck. The kiss was welcoming as if I had never known anything better. I felt myself swell with emotion.Crystal, stop. This is wrong.No, I'm just taking my chances.

He let out a laugh, breaking the kiss. The wrinkles around his eyes gave his mirth an endearing quality. He joined me in bed, magically naked. He spread his legs, trapping mine between his, and lowered his head again for another kiss. "I could do this every day with you." I breathed, feeling his hands roam the curves of my body.

He gripped my waist, and uttered in a rumbling voice, "I know you would." I yelped in surprise as he took a playful bite of my breasts through the silky material of my nightgown. My body was flushed with arousal. His erection grazed the insides of my thighs. I quivered in excitement. I don't know how but I suddenly had no clothes on, and his mouth came in contact with my nipples. He squeezed as he sucked my ample bosom. My body felt weak. I moaned, melting into the bed. His beard grazed the flesh of my breasts. My senses were heightened. I could feel everything he did - the way his tongue flicked back and forth, the suction of his mouth, and his wayward hand slowly inching to my wetness.

"Oh, Lorenzo…." I called his name like a prayer. He murmured something inaudible and took his lips from my nipples and kissed me - softly, his lips feeling ghostly on mine.

"I have missed you, Crystal. Come to me. I miss you." What he said made no sense, but I didn't refute him. I just spread my legs, wanting him inside me. He gripped my thighs, spreading my legs wider and smiled with so much love and appreciation that I felt like the only person who mattered to him.

"Lorenzo, I missed you too…" His erection was about to approach my opening when he suddenly vanished. What? My arms were splayed on the bed wondering what happened.

What's that sound? Something loud was playing beside my ear. I rolled to my side to see what it was only to roll and fall out of bed. "Ouch!" I gasped. It seemed like a haze had evaporated from my mind. I looked at the rug I was lying on, slowly breathing in the scent of honey. The sound was still coming. I jumped to my feet only to see my phone in the drawer ringing due to my alarm. I stopped it.

I quickly sized up my surroundings. A soft, rumpled maroon blanket on the bed with purple curtains obscuring the light coming from the window. The light in the room was thus dull, and I struggled to comprehend what was going on. I slapped my head in frustration, "You stupid girl…" I fell on the bed, embarrassment washing over me. I had a stupid dream with Lorenzo in it… Doing…. that. "Stop being delusional, Crystal. That will never happen." I tried to beat that thought out of me.

I couldn't stay in bed all day. I checked my phone, seeing as it was a few minutes to 7 am. I had slept late trying to take care of Alfred. He always came alive - loud and needy at night. I smiled. I loved that boy more than anything in the world. He has brought me more joy than I deserved.

I rose from my bed, adjusting the straps of my nightgown. Walking to my closet, I pulled out a pink robe. I reached for the door and pulled it open. It creaked slightly. Walking out, I turned left and opened the door beside mine: Alfred's room. The door opened to reveal a room with blue painted walls and several toys sitting in rows on a shelf. I left the door open and walked to the crib.

Little toys were hanging over the crib. Alfred loved to play with them before he went to sleep. I peered into the crib to see him sleeping with his teddy bear - a large, fluffy toy he loved cuddling with as he slept. It was hard to put him to sleep last night, but he slept soundly in the end. Seeing him sleep peacefully put me in a better mood.

He looked like a mini version of Lorenzo, and that made my heart feel tight. His father wasn't here to watch him grow up. I took that chance away from him. Would he grow up to resent me?Baby, please don't. I'm doing this for us.I know what it was like growing up without parents to love you, but you have me, and that's all you need. Ihoped it would be enough. I kissed his soft, fat cheek and adjusted his little blanket. He smiled in his sleep.I hope you grow up to be a happy child.

I left his room and made my way to the kitchen. The house was small, but I had succeeded in making it a home for us. Passing the parlor and the little framed images of Alfred, I reached the kitchen. I made a cup of coffee and left.

I had time before Alfred would wake up. I had to take that time to work. Retrieving my laptop, I sat on the couch and turned on the TV to a random channel. I set the coffee down and scrolled through my files. As soon as I checked my email, I saw that I had a new one from the Rosii Winery. I stopped scrolling, my heart beating erratically. What was the email about?

Last week, I applied to work there as a Production Supervisor. I knew it was risky working so close to an offshoot company of the Rosii Company, but I reasoned since it was only a branch, there was no harm done. Lorenzo was the CEO of the main company, and there was little to no chance that he would come to such a remote branch to check on things himself. He'd rather send someone else.

I thought after the interview that I was never going to be contacted and I would not get the job, but this email gave me hope. I opened it and skipped the greeting to see;

Congratulations, we were impressed by your credentials. You have successfully met our requirements and you can start working with us next Monday. Kindly, be punctual.

That took my breath away. A smile broke the mask of surprise covering my face, and I clamped my mouth shut so as not to shout. This was unbelievable. Out of all the impressive participants, I clinched this spot; it felt surreal. Smiling to myself, I recalled how I decided to go back to college after giving birth to Alfred three years ago. I could not stand being mediocre. The only way to have a better life and give my son a better chance in life without his father was only to become educated.

Graduating a few months ago, I had tried to get a job at various establishments, but they all failed. Sadly, I thought I would have to resort to the low-paying menial jobs I had before I met Lorenzo. I had not wanted that, and it pushed me to the Rosii Winery Branch. Many times, I thought of just heading over to Lorenzo and telling him the truth. I had checked on him online and saw how well he was doing. I guess that was what caused my wet dream this morning. There was no future for me down that path. However, with this job, it would be easy to take care of myself and Alfred. I never wanted to go back to the life I had before I gave birth to Alfred.

Still giddy with excitement, I went to Alfred's room only to find him awake. "Hey, baby…" He was like that whenever he woke up - quiet.

"Mama... Mama…" he called. I carried him out of the crib and hugged him. His arms were tight around my neck. He smelled of pomade and baby powder. I twirled around with him, enjoying the giggles it brought.

"Baby, we are going to be fine. Mama just got a job. I can get you any toys and sweets you want. Would you celebrate with mommy?"

His eyes twinkled. Although he didn't understand what I said, the words - toys, sweets, and celebrate - perked him up. "Yay… Mommy, celebrate!"

"Yes, celebrate." He gave me a wet kiss on my cheek, smelling of milk. He achingly reminded me of Lorenzo, but he had my green eyes. I could remember signing up for the surrogacy. I was told they were going to use my eggs for the process. Alfred was mine and not just as a surrogate mom. I was his biological mom as well. It was with a stroke of luck that I had him. When the doctor told Lorenzo and me that the procedure had failed, I thought it over. Three months later, I was pregnant. Now, three years later, I have a beautiful son in my arms.

I brought his teddy bear along with me to the parlor. Setting him on the ground, I changed the channel to his favorite one. He clapped his short plump hands together, clearly excited. Making sure there was nothing sharp or harmful around, I quickly went to prepare his food - cereal and biscuits with fruits. He devoured them quick enough.

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