Being the Mafia's Surrogate

Chapter Two

Alexandro's POV

"Boss, the shipment has landed," Pedro, my assitant said.

My name is Alexandro Martini, Lord of the El Chapo Cartel but to the public I'm the CEO of Martini Empire. I've been in business for 15 years and so far no one had successfully overthrown me and no one will.

I left my study to check my shipment, which included drugs, machinery and women. I went through them one after the other. I checked the drugs first, my men counted it and opened some to check how good it was. From cocaine to h****n, c******s to crystal meth, all was available. Then to the machinery, it was a pleasing sight. Rifles, shot guns, machine guns, hand guns, pistols, revolvers, calibers and bullets. After careful examination, I moved to the women. As usual I would get Pedro to check, nothing about women pleased me, especially the stares.

After the examination, I left to see my grandma. She's the only woman alive that pleases me but everytime she would nag me about getting a woman and wanting a grandchild and that was far from happening. I couldn't stand women much less have a baby with one. I kissed her forehead and she kissed the back of my palm. We talked and spent time together and it was always pleasing. She had raised me all by herself, after my parent died and so making her happy is one of my utmost concern.

"Alexandro," She said as she used her frail hands to touch my face.

"I want you to be happy, find a good woman and settle with her and get me a grandchild. Especially since you've left all those drug business," She continued

Oh here we go again, I wanted to please her so much but how do I do that. I had grown to detest the female gender except for my grandma of course.

Well I think I could get a grandchild through surrogacy and IVF. I'd just get Pedro to pick a beautiful woman and pay her to do it. That way I'd give her a grandchild as that's the best I could do.

"I know you don't want to hear this but you need a family, a wonderful woman to beat children for you and love you and the children. I'm not getting any younger, I want to see at least one of them before I go".

She would always use the fact that she was getting old to make me feel bad.

"I've heard you grandma," I gently squeezed her hand and smiled at her and she smiled back.

My drug business was underground, away from the eye of men and above it was my legal company. So, even my grandma had no idea about it anymore. She hated that I was involved in dirty business that involved drug, guns and women. And she hated the amount of injuries I would come back home with and sometimes she would think I had died. And she hated going through that.

Sometimes she'd cry her heart out thinking I was dead. On one occasion she stopped talking to me after mourning me for about three days. On another occasion she had a heart attack and was rushed to the hospital. Now I just tell her I'm on a business trip to remove worry from her mind and to avoid arguments and health complications.

I informed Pedro about the surrogate and he got to work. A few days later, he brought in some women. We did some test on them and I rejected some immediately because I couldn't stand the thought of my child looking like them. I eventually rejected all of them as they either had one potential illness or the other.

I sat in my office trying to relax after days of rejecting women due to their looks or genes when person knocked on the door. I asked for him to come in and he brought in Stella.

This woman owed me and she owed me a lot. She explained how she had a way to pay me especially since she knew I wanted a surrogate. She offered her stepdaughter.

"You want to trade your step daughter?" I asked.

Why on earth would she trade her step daughter? The thought of it alone was...I bottled it in. I couldn't show if I pissed or angry and even if I could, I wouldn't. I just wanted Stella out of my sight.

"It'll make a fair price. You can use her whenever you like, especially if you want more babies or she could be used as one of the girls," She explained trying to get me to agree.

She was wicked. I'd heard about how she treated her step daughter and felt for her but far be it for me to show it. Well I could buy her and even use her a front for my grandma and say she's my girlfriend. I agreed to do deal and asked Pedro to write out a contract which Stella and I signed.

After her departure, I wondered what having her around would entail. Emilia Summers, her name ran through my head. I imagined taking her to my grandma, the paparazzi, although privacy would be a lot better. I wonder what she would be like. It was good to have her out of her stepmother's hands, at least being here would be easier for her.

I asked Pedro to fix a room for her, she was sold but she wasn't a slave. She would bear his child, she deserves to be cared for during the period of the pregnancy.

She'd be here tomorrow. I didn't need to see her immediately she came, she would get settled in by the maids. She'd be made comfortable. I'm sure Stella would have explained what she is here for and if she doesn't then I'd get Pedro to explain it to her.

Morning came fast. As usual I got dressed and went to my study to take care of some things. A knock came from the door. It was Pedro.

"Boss, she's here.."