Mysterious CEO's Last Surrogate

Danica was upset, as her questions remained unanswered. She was still yet to meet the intended parent of the child she was going to carry. Throughout the drive, her mind was in shambles. The anxiety was becoming more and more unbearable, as she menaced on the contract she had just signed. What kind of intended parent was he? Will he treat the child well? Her mind drifted to rest mode, while sleep stole her. She woke up in a panic when she stared at her surroundings through the window. It was a lonely road with no vehicle or person around. Danica's anxiety grew as she asked,

"Are we there yet?"

"Almost," Paul responded instantly.

"Why does this place seem far from town? It seems rather deserted," she observed.

"Because it's his safe house," Paul said frantically.

Danica pouted. She realized her questions only gained answers that increased her anxiety but she couldn't help asking anyway. She knew that aside from spies and criminals, normal people didn't need or use a safe house. The identity of this intended parent was just getting even more mysterious. "Why does he need a safe house?"

Paul sounded irritated, "Young lady, you have to ask him those questions when you see him okay?"

"Okay, but will he be here today?" Paul was slightly angered by Danica's constant questions and shrugged,

"I don't know. He instructs, I obey and try to limit your questions when you meet him. He doesn't like interrogations. Just do as he says and you will be fine."

Danica felt her head spinning. It seemed odd that no one could give her attainable information about the intended parent. She was anxious to deflate the maze around this person. If he was a spy, then it meant to her that her life was in danger since he might fall into trouble with criminals but if he was a criminal then her life has just come to an end. Her head ached at the assumptions she kept feeding it. Before she realized it, she found herself in an underground car park and the door opened in the living room.

"How did we get here?" Danica refused to blink because she felt that blinking might make her disappear and appear somewhere else.

However, she was amazed at the inside. It was accessorized to the taste of a luxury mansion. Danica was even more surprised to see it inhabited and was received at the entrance by Mabel, the

been waiting for you, Danica, how are you?" Mabel

housekeeper addressing her by her name, it meant that she had detailed

Let me show you to your room to freshen up while I make supper," Mabel said sweetly. Danica felt her anxiety gradually dissipating. Perhaps, the intended parent was a

as a baby's room. Despite the expanse, she felt uncomfortable. She has never lived in a house this big or a

what she meant and didn't ask any further. However, she was still desperate to

is the owner of this house?" She asked, hoping that Mabel would be

doesn't come here often but you shall surely see him. I will make you supper," Mabel said and turned to leave. The middle-aged woman has

asked with another expectation which was equally

you when he comes around," Mabel said

Mabel turned around with a worried look. "Let me help you with supper. I'm a chef from a restaurant in the

cook. You need to eat, rest and take your vitamins to take seed healthily. I can't be blamed for

Danica tried to reason

put me into trouble," She

I can only eat food that I prepare myself because I have some allergies. I know how

couldn't risk it. "Alright, if you say so but if the master comes, you must not let him

"Fine," 

soon as she got to the kitchen and started her business. Every ingredient was familiar to her; guajillo pepper, achiote paste, pineapple juice, white vinegar, garlic cloves, oregano, cumin, black pepper, cloves, salt, pork, salt, pepper,

paste until it was smooth.

the sauce and steaks in a large bowl and marinated them. She used a pastry brush to apply the sauce to each side of the steaks.