The billionaire's surrogate

David POV I was swamped in papers. It was one of those days when I just needed to get out of the office but I just couldn't. I had deadlines for two projects. Plus, I was the owner of the company, I had to work alongside my colleagues, set an example. Being an architect had its perks, but it also had its lows. There is always a lot of work involved. There are no holidays for me, no vacations, no days off. Just work, work and work. I was concentrating on DeLuna project when I heard a knock on the door. I was in no mood for seeing anyone. "Come in!" I said half heartedly. I really hope he or she goes away quickly so I can get back to my business. "Hey, man! It's finally happening! I just got the invitations from the printer. You are one of the first people to receive one!" Larry handed my a pink envelope with white little velvet doves. I reached my hand and grabbed it politely, even though I didn't fancy accepting the invitation. "You are officially the first person to get an invitation to our wedding! Lauren will be so happy to know I started handing these!" I forced I smile on my face while holding the envelope as far away from me as possible, as if it were something contagious. A sweet citrus scent hit me and I did my best not to show my disgust. The envelope was perfumed, definitely a touch added by the bride herself. "I guess congratulations are in order!" I didn't know what else to say, except for 'thanks, but no thanks'. But I couldn't say that. "So, you're coming, right? Lauren and I will appreciate your presence. It's going to be amazing. She outdone herself this time preparing the party." "Sure man, count me in." Maybe later I can find an excuse to bail out. A last minute project or deadline, or even get into a car accident. Anything to save myself from seeing the mushy couples dancing at the wedding, kissing and telling how great married life is. All fake, for sure. "Will you be coming alone or with a date?" Larry eyed me curiously, I know he was anxious to know if there is someone in my life. "Single." "Don't stress, man! The right person will come along when you least expect it. Just look at me and Lauren, we are two piece in a pod. I can't imagine my life without her." I couldn't imagine my life with someone, but these are details he doesn' have to know. "One day, we will return the favor and come assist you at your wedding!" Don't count on that. My plan is to stay single all my life. "Of course, we'll have a blast!" Now go so I can finish work and go home. "I'll let you get back to your project. Are you working on DeLuna?" I nodded. "I have the details you asked from me ready if you need them." "I'll go through them tomorrow. For today i want to solve some issues I have with the garages. The owner wants four of those." For the first time since I started my career I had a Spanish client who wanted me to design a ranch for him. A huge one. With three long, but not tall, buildings, five stables and four garages. "You'll figure it out man, you always do. Gotta go, bye!" I just waved him goodbye and got back to work. I tried to concentrate, but my mind just refused to do what I wanted. The news of Larry's wedding really got to me. I didn't get people getting married. I was raised by my single father and everything was perfect. I am the man I am today thanks to him pushing me from behind to learn, graduate, start my own business and make money, never depending on anyone, especially not on women. Those are the worst thing that could happen in a man's life. My father always said that my mother only brought him trouble. At some point, I was about to forget everything my father taught me and I almost fell for a woman. I actually started to trust her but she betrayed me in the worst way possible. No, I would never go through that again. Women are useless. Their only purposes are to please a man and bear children. I don't want a wife, but I do want a kid. I raised my chin and looked outside. It was dark. It was past midnight. I lost track of time again and I was very tired. I debated whether I should go home or stay and sleep at the office. I had everything I needed right here, shower and fresh clothes. But I needed to talk to Ella and for that, I had to go home. Ella POV I felt David's slow breath against my ear. He was home, he was in my bed. I reached out and carressed his cheek, feeling his gorgeous smile touch his ears. "Hey beautiful! Miss me?" His beautiful voice was music to my ears and hearing him call me beautiful made my p***y long for him. "As always!" I used one hand to grab his head and pull him in a hot kiss, roughly biting his lip. I think I might have hurt him a little bit since I felt a rusty, bloody taste in my mouth. With my other hand I reached down into his underwear and grabbed his d**k. He was hard already. Needy. When our tongues finally untangled, he gasped for air and his lips reached for my breasts. He squeezed my n*****s, gently sucking each of them. I was moaning with pleasure already and he didn't even put his d**k inside yet. David was hungry for love. He began to suck harder and harder and eventually his lips started to go down. He grabbed my legs and spread them. "I love your p***y! It's the most delicious thing I have ever tasted!" He looked me in the eyes for a moment and then his hungry eyes eyed my p***y. Ding! Ding! What the...? I woke up in the middle of the night, all sweaty and turned on. My phone rang, I had a f*******: notification. I was alone. It was all just a dream. David is late again. I know he works a lot and I know I am not supposed to question his whereabouts, but I worried about him a lot. I moved in with him a few months ago when we signed the contract. I was to bear his child and walk away. In exchange, I would get the necessary money to finish my studies and become a doctor. Lately, I was secretly wishing to not get pregnant, so I would continue having s*x with David. He was amazing in bed. I really started to feel drawn to him. David would visit my bedroom twice a week and make me his. Unfortunately, he never stayed the night, although I kind of wished for that too. Once a month, he would get me a pregnancy test, and every two months, I would visit a gynecologist. I knew when I signed the contract that, once the test is positive, the s*x nights will end and I would have nine more months in this enormous house he brought me in. There was this part of me that liked this life with him, even though it lacked of romance and my better part, my brain wanted to go on with my own life, start my career, forget about being a surrogate. For me, it's just a one time thing, it is the financial boost I need to have a better life. I closed my eyes, hoping to fall asleep soon. David POV There was so much sunlight coming through the window in the morning, that I woke up really early. I got home late last night and Ella was sleeping, so I didn't wake her up to talk. I took a quick shower and went downstairs in the kitchen. Ms Henrietta, my maid, was sqeezing oranges for breakfast. She knew I liked fresh juice. "Good morning, Mr Shaw!" She was a very beautiful woman, and she was over sixty years old. Her long black hair, small waist and red lips made her an attractive lady. I had a huge respect for her, she did everything I asked her, without questions. "Morning Etta! I'll go for a run. If Ella should wake up until I get back, please tell her I need to speak to her, to wait for me. We'll have breakfast together." "I will, sir! Have a nice run!" I ran for a couple of miles trying to clear my head. I need to decide whether I should continue with Ella as a surrogate or find someone else. I mean, I liked having s*x with her, she had a smoking body and she was willing to do everything I wanted in bed, but I just wanted a child. The s*x with her was just temporary. We kept trying for months now, and for now, there was no result. When I got home, breakfast was waiting for us in the living room. There were scrambled eggs, croissants, fruits, fresh juice and coffee of course. Ella was sitting at the table, intensly looking at her plate.