THE CEO SURPRISED BABY

Ella left her house after Miranda almost pushed her off the road entrance. This time, the thought of the kind of man she would meet again filled her heart as her hand clenched onto her small handbag; she felt some pains that she couldn't express to anyone.

Her straight blond hair fell off her shoulder, and even though it had just finished raining, her aunt Helga insisted she put on the pink harmless top, which revealed her cleavage in the cold weather. Her eyes hovered around for a cab to take her to the Emerald Hotel.

"Sh*t, f*ck you f*ck you *ss hole," Ella cursed as a Hyundai SUV splashed some dirty water on her body. She immediately ran her eyes through the car's number plate to get hold of the number plates; she swore revenge whenever she came across the car again.

The short jean skirt she wore became wet. She opened her bag and brought out a navy blue handkerchief as she started dusting the dirt particles from her short white dress. Tears dripped out of her eyes as she soliloquized.

"Who do I know to meet tonight again? I am extremely tired of meeting with different men who try to harass me sexually. I am tired, '' she lamented bitterly.

Anthony Oswald frowned as he drove his car towards the Emerald Hotel. After splashing water on Ella, he refused to stop to help poor Ella out. He just drove off to the Emerald Hotel. He was already drunk, and he didn't want to go home in that state. His grandparents have warned him to stop getting drunk, and after he did that night, he didn't want to go home to meet his grandparents, Mr and Mrs. Karl Oswald.

It was Sunday. Anthony, who loves to tour alone from his guards, came from Denver to Coronado, about a 3-hour journey. He decided to go to Emerald Hotel to pass the night and enjoyed the blues song while driving towards Emerald Hotel.

"Yes, I know what I will do; I am not in the mood to sleep with anybody tonight." It was late, and everywhere was dark; however, the street light was on, and everywhere was as bright as day.

"I am going to do what Rita taught me. I will paint my sanitary pad with my red lipstick and lie to whatever man I am meeting in the hotel that I am on my period, so he won't be able to touch me," she said to herself as she parted her lips, revealing her set of beautiful white teeth. She was glad that she had a great plan.

Rita, her one and only friend, had taught her one of the tricks she used whenever she wasn't interested in having any sexual intercourse with a man.

"I have to confirm if I am with any sanitary pad first," she said as she opened her bag to confirm.

"Yes, I'm glad I took it; I will paint the pad with it," she soliloquized and brought out the lipstick in her bag. Unbeknownst to her, the small sheet of paper on which Helga had written the room number of the hotel where she was to meet the man had fallen out of her bag.

She took the lip gloss and rubbed more on her lips, which made them shine brighter. She let out a big smile as her plan gave her joy. Just then, a Toyota Camry passed by. She waved to the car, which stopped as she entered.

"Take me to Emerald Hotel," she told the driver as she shuffled her long hair to the back.

"Emerald Hotel? Tonight? Do you have any mission there?" the driver asked as he looked back towards Ella, and their eyes met. Ella was infuriated by the question, but instead of letting out her anger, she smiled and replied, "Yes, thanks." The cab driver kept staring at her. It was cold, and her skirt was wet as well; she just couldn't wait to get to where she was headed.

"You are a young, beautiful girl. It's late already, especially going out this late, and you aren't wearing your cardigan; it's so cold, I can see goosebumps all over your body," The driver said. Ella has never come across a poke-nosing driver like this in her life before. Even though the driver was right, she wanted to take a sweater with her, but Helga insisted on putting on only the harmless pink top and the short white jean skirt to look highly attractive to the client she wanted to meet.

"Could you move, please? I am running late already," she replied softly. The driver signed sincerely as he started his car and zoomed off to Emerald Hotel.

Immediately after Anthony arrived at Emerald Hotel, the receptionist gushed over him, and they gossiped about him and how handsome he was.

"Wow! Look at how extremely handsome this young man is. I wish I could hug him," one of the receptionists said, observing Anthony from afar.

"In your dreams, that is the CEO of the Oswald group of companies, every lady desires," The second receptionist replied.

"Wow, we are d*mn lucky to have such dignity visiting us today," The receptionist replied sweetly, the other gushing over Anthony.

"You are welcome to Emerald, sir," the two receptionists chorused.

"Please, how may I assist you," One of the receptionists inquired while the other blushed. Anthony's figures stand out; his blue eyes look attractive enough, his pointed nose stands and his lips give his face what perfection is.

"I need a room," he said. Immediately, one of the receptionists reached out to the keys hanging on the wall and took one out of the keys.

"Please, after me, sir," the receptionist stated with respect, bowing her head as she led Anthony to the room.

They walked straight, taking the first turn by their right as they walked through the stairs. The receptionist led Anthony to one of the standard bedrooms.

"Here is the room, sir," the receptionist said, opening the door and allowing Anthony, who was exhausted, to enter. Anthony entered and walked towards the small refrigerator in the room.

"Here is the key," the receptionist stated and put the key on the table. Anthony uttered no words as the receptionist exited the room and slammed the door behind her.

The driver drove into Emerald Hotel, and Ella immediately opened her bag, brought out some money Helga gave her for transport, and stretched it over to the man.

"You are beautiful, don't bother paying me," The driver said. Ella gawked at the driver for some minutes before putting down her hands.

"Thank you," she said and alighted from the cab. Immediately, her eyes caught Anthony's car.

"Gosh, this is the d*mn car that splashed water on me; I will break the owner's rib today," she sighed deeply, looked at the car, and hurriedly walked over to the car.

She walked towards the car and realized that the vehicle's glass was tinted black; there was no way she could see the inside. She hurriedly walked towards the back of the car to check the number plates and ensured she knew it by heart.

"I will get hold of this motherfucker that splashed water over my body without waiting," she stated as she stared at the number plate of the car. She crammed the number, hit the car with her feet, and hissed. She walked into the hotel entrance and stood briefly before taking a deep breath. "I am meeting that unknown asshole now!" she lamented and walked towards the reception.

"Hi, please. I am here to see someone," she stated as she approached the receptionist. The two ladies looked at her amazingly; their eyes met as they stared at her from head to toe before one of them replied to her. "Room number, please?" One of them asked nonchalantly. Ella didn't care; her mind hovered around seeing the person her aunt sent her to, and her mind was made up: she wouldn't have sex tonight.

"Room number?" Her head banged; she had forgotten the room number that her aunt told her. She had a lot of things going on in her head. She quickly remembered that her aunt had written the address of the hotel description and the room where she was to meet her client on paper. She opened her bag to check but couldn't see the paper. The paper fell from her hand when she removed lipgloss from her bag. She stood still for a second and thought what to say; biting her lower lips, the two receptionists looked at her disdainfully.

"Room A2," Ella stated, smiling sweetly at them. She picked up a number randomly, as she didn't know the room number she was going to. The two receptionists were bewildered, and their eyes met as they echoed together. "The CEO?" they asked, shaking their heads negatively. Jealousy was written all over their eyes, and they couldn't believe that such a girl had come to see the CEO of Oswald's company.

Ella kept mute as her eyes swivel around the reception. She wasn't bothered, not disturbed, because it wasn't the first time she had met her unknown strangers; all the strange looks from the receptionist did not bother her. "Please, which way is room A2?" Ella asked them again, as they did not seem to reply to her. They looked into each other's eyes again. "Let me call the room contact of the CEO to confirm if he is truly expecting a visitor," The receptionist who led Anthony to the room said as she dialed the room number.

Anthony took some alcoholic drinks from the refrigerator and started gulping it down his throat. He enjoyed his relaxed vibe immensely as he turned on the television and switched off the light in the standard room with well-arranged furniture. He danced sweetly to the melodious song, twisting his waist up and down. He does that most often when he is drunk. "The song is way cool, extremely cool," he exclaimed.

As the telephone in the room kept ringing, Anthony was so engrossed with the music he was vibing to as well with the alcohol he was taking that he didn't notice that the phone was ringing. "He isn't picking up his call," the receptionist stated, looking deeply into her colleague's eyes. "What do we do now," they uttered, looking into each other's eyes amazingly.

"Could you please show me the direction to his room," Ella pleaded boldly. "Let's just show her the directions to the room. We might be fired if the CEO got to know we kept his visitor waiting for a long time," one of the receptionists immediately said, buzzing to the right ear of the other. "Please, take that direction. The second first room on your first turn by the right is the CEO's room." Finally, Ella was given the directions to the room.

"Thank you, Ella stated and sashayed elegantly away from them towards the direction she was given. The two receptionists were so jealous about how lucky young Ella was to be the girlfriend of the young, powerful CEO.

Meanwhile, Helga had been pacing around her sitting room as the calls from Edna, the man Ella was supposed to meet, kept coming into Helga's phone to inform her that he hadn't seen her yet. "Mum, what is the issue? Hasn't she gotten to him yet?" Miranda asked angrily, already sitting on their papaya wooden chair.

"He is calling again; if this man leaves angrily, I will scrape her hair, gosh! I have already budgeted the money she will receive from him," Helga lamented. "I have told you several times to allow her to have a phone. If she had a phone, you would have contacted her to confirm where she is now!" Miranda stated, fuming in her seat.

When Ella got to the front of room A2, she took a deep breath and prayed silently for her plan to work. She clicked on the door button but didn't get any response, and afterward, she decided to open the door. And alas, the door became open, and the loud music almost deafened her ears.

She became shocked as she gawked at the handsome man who was extremely drunk and dancing sweetly. Her heart leaped because she had never met such an attractive man. She immediately locked the door from behind and walked towards him. "Hi, are you okay?" Ella asked, reaching out to take the alcohol bottle from him,"

"Who the hell are and why do you want to ruin my night?" Anthony yelled in his husky voice. Ella was bold, she wasn't feared, she had come in contact with different men before now, and not this handsome guy would scare her. "Shit! The first time my aunt connected me with someone I liked, and he turned out to be an asshole,"

Ella sniffed and immediately walked towards the sound system to turn off the song that almost deafened her ears; she wondered what the young, handsome man enjoyed in the dark room with such horrible loud music.

"Why do fuck did you turn off the music?" Anthony yelled; he moved close to Ella, got hold of her neck, and lifted her as his eyes looked fiercely, and Ella struggled to breathe.

"Let go of me," Ella screamed. The room was already dark, and only a blink of light from the room reflected in the room. Anthony kept on holding her neck; he took her to the bed and slammed her on the bed. Ella immediately freed herself from him and coughed out loud.

Anthony climbed the bed to meet her, looked into her eyes erotically, and collided his lips with her; at that point, Ella kept mute; she enjoyed the kissing and didn't fight to be freed. It was the fight time she would get intimate with someone by heart. Ella couldn't believe herself as she grasped Anthony's body firmly to herself, her eyes shut down as their tongues struggled for dominance.

Edna was in room C5, waiting for Ella to come; he was already losing his patience as he kept calling Helga. "Listen, I want you to refund me money. It's 9 pm already, and I can't find her break light; you want to deceive me?" Edna yelled at Helga on the phone. He was prepared to meet beautiful Ella; he had drunk some alcoholic wine that would make him highly effective in bed, and he kept staring at her picture over and over again.

Helga kept pacing all around the sitting room, her heart full of anger as she thought about how she would strangle Ella when she set her eyes on her. "Mum, you caused it. You refused her a phone, at least with a phone; she would have contacted her to find out where she was. I told you, Ella is just a foolish girl!" Miranda lamented while Helga kept on pacing up and down the sitting room.

Anthony stopped kissing Ella for a while and walked up to the fridge in the dark room; one would have thought he was familiar with the place. He brought out a small bottle of sweet alcoholic wine, gawked some down his throat, walked towards Ella, and handed it over to her. "Take it; it is harmless," he said husky. The alcohol was one hundred percent alcoholic, and Ella, who hadn't taken alcohol before, wanted to reject it, but the handsome man's eyeballs shining at him in the dark refrained her from rejecting the alcohol.

Ella took the alcohol from Anthony and tasted a bit. "Sweet fruit punch taste!" She stated as her eyes blinked; she gulped the whole alcohol down her throat. Anthony pulled off his clothes, jumped into the bed, and grasped Ella again.

Ella's eyes started darting out; she couldn't believe she was drunk; this was the first time Ella would get so comfortable with any man she had met. "You are fucking different and handsome, the best I have ever come across," she stated and laughed out loud. Suddenly, she held Anthony firmly to her body, though the two were drunk and they had high romantic sexual moments.

Edna, who was in the room waiting for Ella, became exhausted, and even his hard dick had become soft. He got highly infuriated and dashed out of the hotel, leaving all the delicious delicacies he had ordered for Ella. "Listen, Helga, I have sent my account details; send me back the half payment I have made. I am no longer interested," he uttered as he walked to the reception.

The two young receptionists were shocked at the fierce look in his eyes and wondered why Edna had checked out despite booking the room for 24 hours. "I wonder who provoked this man; he looks uglier when angry," one of the receptionists stated as they giggled hard. "Just like a vulture," the second replied, and they laughed out so hard.

Helga couldn't sleep; the thought of where Ella had run away bothered her. "Where does this little witch run to? Where will I find her now?" Helga lamented, wondering where Ella had run to. "If I don't see her tomorrow, I will get to her friend Rita's place. If I find her by mistake, she is a living ghost already," Helga swore.

By 6 a.m. the following day, the day was so bright, and when Anthony woke up, he was shocked to see such a young lady sleeping naked soundly beside him. "How did she get here? I am sure she will be one of those young run girls because how the hell will I get entangled with this classless girl," he stated as he looked at both Ella's clothes and his scattered ones on the floor.

"I need to get out of here immediately before someone sees me; such a disgrace," he thought irritatedly. He stood up off the bed gently and immediately got dressed. He reached out to his bag on the glass table in front of the well-arranged furniture, opened it, brought out two stalks of new dollars, and placed it beside Ella. He opened the door and dashed out of the room.

It was 7 am when Ella opened his eyes. She was so shocked that she slept so soundly and couldn't even remember when she slept off. She stood up from the bed and looked around the room, to the bathroom, to check if there was anybody. Alas! She was shocked that she couldn't find anyone. "Shit! Did this person leave without dropping a penny?" She was stunned.

"Gosh! I am doomed! My aunt will kill me already!" she lamented and sat on the bed, her hands to her face as she shook her head painfully. I need to get to Rita's place so she can help me with what to do, and I need to be fast about it," she stated and immediately stood up from the bed to get dressed. As she rummaged the bed to pick her dress, her eyes suddenly met with the two stalks of dollar notes.

"Dollars!" She exclaimed and immediately covered her mouth as she looked around to see if anyone was coming. She immediately picked up the money from the bed, picked up her portable bag on the rugged floor, and immediately tugged her money into the bag. She picked up her dress from the bed, hurriedly dressed, put on her heels, and dashed out of the hotel.