Chapter 4 Four

Chapter Four.

"I think we should continue now Mr. Donalds. I don't think one stroke is enough to get me pregnant or aren't you still in need of a surrogate."

Her deep-brown eyes still revealed so much innocence. What would she think when she found out the truth?

She tapped him gently and he recollected himself.

"Let's go on with this Mr. Donalds. I need this money. And please don't decline. I don't want your pity."

He nodded. Indeed, he still needed a surrogate. He had no other choice.

"I'll be gentle this time."

She forced a smile and lay on her back again. He mounted her again, trying not to tremble. Slowly, he plunged into her. She winced slightly but did not scream in pain this time. He went on and on and on. Releasing his seed into her. And then rolled to the other side of the bed. He was breathing heavily. She drew in a deep breath. She was so relieved. But still a little sad. She had never thought she would lose her virginity on a day like this. He sprang up from the bed and put on his clothes.

"I'm sure Dr. River will be in touch," he said, zipping his pants.

Katie nodded.

"Take care Katie. And I'm sorry once again about my recklessness the first time."

"It's okay Mr. Donalds. I'm happy it's done and dusted. I just hope you get what you want."

Her words cut through him.

"I hope so too," he said, trying to mask his guilt. "And I hope your mom survives."

She smiled. And he returned the smile.

"So, I guess I'll be seeing you around. And by the way, please call me Jacob. Mr. Donalds is too formal."

"Alright."

Jacob knew he was supposed to tell her he had bought her father's company. But he wasn't ready to deal with the situation. He took his leave. Katie got up from the bed and dragged her feet to the bathroom. She didn't think Jacob was a bad man. And she was glad it was finally over. She stripped down to nothing and took a shower. Now, all she had to do was to wait to get pregnant.

***

Winnie struck the key into the door's lock. She had gotten a separate apartment for herself. And she would be sleeping here tonight. The door turned open and she walked in. It was dark. She found the switch and turned the lights on. It illuminated the all white apartment. She sloped into one of the couches and kicked off her shoes. There were footsteps from her bedroom. She stared around in fear. Who could that be, she thought? Or was she just imagining things? She heard the footsteps again and decided to walk towards where it was coming from. Slowly, she went towards her bedroom. Someone tapped her from behind, startling her. She almost fell to the ground.

Turning she saw Elliot, a dark smile lifted the corners of his lips. He was an inch taller than Jacob. He had a well-structured face and a chiseled jaw. His eyes were blue while his lips were thin. He had the same pointed nose as Jacob. A fact that undoubtedly signified that he was the product of an illicit affair involving Jacob's father.

"What are you doing here?" she asked, her voice faltering a bit. How did he know she lived there? She had not mentioned it to anyone that she got a new apartment..

Elliot tried to grip a strand of her dark-brown wavy hair. But she tilted backwards, making it hard for him.

He let out a laugh which reverberated round the room.

"What's wrong my love?" He asked, his voice laced with pure sacarsm.

"Don't call me that," she cautioned.

"Why so harsh?"

"How do you know I'm here?"

"Easy. I followed you." He answered with a shrug.

"And the lock?"

"Let's just say I have my ways." He admitted.

"You can't be here," she reprimanded. Folding her arms. She didn't want anything or anyone to scuttle her plans.

"So, you don't want me around anymore?" He asked incredulously.

"You know I'm still married to Jacob." She wanted Elliot to leave. He was dangerous and even if he tried to get close to her, he obviously had a reason.

"And so? That never stopped you in the past." He reminded, taunting her with their past experience.

"You have to leave Elliot," she reapeated.

"I can't leave. Why would I?"

He gripped her chin and crushed her lips with a forceful kiss. Slowly grabbing her ass cheek, pulling her closer to him.

"You are mine and you know it." She whispered, his hot breath fanning hotly against her eyes, leaving irritated tingles.

She struggled against, his grip. Trying to break free but he was way to strong for her.

"You know I can't let you go," he sighed.

"That seems more like a YOU problem. You can't lete go, but I can obviously do away with you this instant." She bellowed. "i can't do this anymore."

He laughed at her outburst. She was so naive and it would take a little pressure to get her on his side.

"You can't get rid of me so easily," he said. "If you try to, I'll let Jacob in on our little affair." He let on a smile that didn't reach his eyes.

Fear gripped her. She didn't want that. Jacob could never know of her affair with Elliot. Never!

She considered what to do. His blue eyes said he was leaving soon. She came closer to him and put his ears between her palms. She was looking up at him. Eyes to eyes. He smiled.

"You know how I feel about you," she said. "I'm just worried about so many things. What if Tom or Jacob find out?"

"They won't find out if we play our cards well. So, it's up to us and we need to stick together now more than ever. Nothing should keep us apart." He assure.

She brought his lips forward and kissed him. Then reached for his zip and unzipped his pants. His body spoke lots, and she could feel the hunger and passion he felt.

And if she had to use her body to get him to calm down, she would. Their kissing got more intense. Then, he carried her in his arms and led her to the bedroom.