His Hired Surrogate

Chapter 3

Noah Brown was a 33year old, Billionaire and the perfect C.E.O. He had the build of an Egypt God as far as the women who have ever laid eyes on him or heard his name and knew his net worth were concerned. Being a handsome, charming and fit young bachelor every woman literally wanted to have him in one way or the other. Many times he would deal with phone calls from people asking him to leave their women alone, which was not of his knowledge.

There was this big scandal that once happened with a woman he met at the night club, after many heart breaks he decides to just go and cool off some steam, from work , social media and the ‘gold diggers’ what he has been forced to see women as now.

He went out with his very good friend Timothy, to the club, “lets get some ladies and have fun.” Timothy encouraged him, knowing Noah its his feelings and other peoples feelings into consideration Timothy had to add “you don't have to be exclusive with her, just have fun and pull out on time!”

“I don't think that's a good idea man.” Noah said as they walked in.

“Just have fun!, I proud the spray...just do as I had instructed before.” Timothy added

“God no!, no lady would stoop so low.” so he thought, but to his greatest surprise.

They entered the club and went directly to the highest VIP section at BLUE FLAMES.

In Blue Flames there are different levels and sections, the lowest level had no rooms to rest. And you are not allowed to touch the strippers, just look and your pocket goes dip.

The middle floor had rooms to rest, but the ladies on the poles were not touched if you desired a woman by your side then you can request and she would be brought to you, to go into the room with them would attract more charges.

The highest floor was for those who had membership and silence, in the highest floor there were private rooms and suites, each had access to the girl assigned to them.

That day Timothy got them private rooms and Noah insisted to pay. Every lady knew Noah, the ladies start to throw themselves at him, but he was too sober to feel it.

“Ease up and have fun!” Timothy insisted as he removed his jacket and started to enjoy his party.

Noah sat down looking at the whine in his glass cup swirl and swirl, then he took the first gulp, a lady came and served another and he downed it. She served another and he downed it. The influence started to kick in on him. He asked her to come and sit on his leg and give him a lap dance, she obeys and she starts slowly and fast and stops. She takes of his jacket and pulling him to her breast then she whispers in his ears “I can do more than just dance on you.” she said in a seductive tone, as she rubbed her hand down his chest and she starts to undo his belt, making him smile and adjust his sitting position.

“I am taking this one!” he says to his friend and anyone that cared to listen.

“Remember what I told you!” Timothy shouted to him.

“Whatever!” he yelled back as, he followed her into the bedroom, she pushed him to the bed to sit and he fell flat on his back. She climbed on him and starts to do her thing, he rested his hands on her waist taking it down to her thighs until he stopped on her knee. She started to instantly undo his belt properly and pulling down on his trousers.

“I would get that, I brought a condom too.” when he dipped his hands in his pocket he felt the gift Timothy kept telling him, to remember.

“That fool.” he says as he laughs. He does to the toilet, takes off his trousers and wears the condom, “no matter what I would pull out immediately,”he told himself.

When he got to the room she was already naked, and damn she was so beautiful he was getting sober, the moment his eyes landed on her breast he was glad he came.

“You can have me however!” she says in a seductive tone.

“I will.” he crawls on her on the bed and he slides in making her moan.

“Noah.” she says as she was so in her moment, he was sure she didn't know when she said so, plus he was surprised she knew him. He started to believe the preaching of Timothy “be careful these women know you and would do anything to have you on their hook” guessing Timothy was right all along, as he started to feel the sensation he decided to pull.

“Okay.” he says not sure how to say he wants to get out of her.

“No please, keep going.” she starts to grinding kissing on him and tasting his whine from his tongue. He was not in the mood anymore, he was more disgusted than having pleasure. But she refused she kept pulling on him hard and hard,

“Okay.” he says again this time, he got her off him and went to the toilet, to wash off.

“Should I join you?” she asked

“No please, I would be out in a few.” he went in and locked the door. Thankfully his trousers were still there so he did what Timothy said, even though it sounded like the dumbest thing ever to him.

When he comes out he asked “Do I pay you directly or the man outside?” referring to her boss.

“How well did I do? I hope you were satisfied with..” she starts to smile sheepishly.

“Good.” was all he managed, he was on the verge of getting satisfaction until she started to talk.

“You can give a tip if you want, drop it here!” she says pointing at her v****a as she sat legs opened.

“I would just drop it here.” he says dropping a bundle of 100 dollars notes on the table, she smiled and closed her legs, she got off the bed and walked elegantly to the toilet.

“You can join me if you want!, another bath wouldn't hurt.” she offers, he smiles and wears his jacket and starts to fix his hair. She liked the fact that he was stubborn and resisting her.

“I will be seeing you again.” she yells to him as he makes his way outside. He was sure she would not so he didn't deem it necessary to reply. She was sure she would see him.

He went to the hall others were and decided to take some lemons then he texted Timothy he would be going home without him, he has had enough drama for the month, starting from his wedding.

He pays their bills and drops a high tip for the bartender.

“Thank you sir, I hope you enjoyed your time at Blue flame.” the young neatly dressed man behind the counter said.

“Indeed.” he said. He asked him to order for his car to be brought out so he would just walk in and drive home.

“We can get a driver to take you sir.” the young man offered.

“I am fine. I can take myself.” he got his keys and walked out, through a private stairs. His black matte Rolls Royce was parked in front of the hotel.

“Mr.Noah your keys!” the chauffeur presented it with a small bow.

“Thank you.” he gave him a tip, two 100 dollar notes.

“I am grateful sir, please I can drive you back home.” he offered.

“No don't worry!” he said

“Please I insist.” he collected the keys and directed him to the car.

“Okay okay, just set the GPS and that's my place.”

He told him.

“Everyone knows your place sir.” the man said with a smile as he signed the engine.

“Hmm.” Noah managed as he sat down thinking back at all the women in his life and why he was so unlucky with love.

Noah knew for a fact that he was a hopeless romantic and he desired for love, the deep kind of love that weren't just for social media. He wanted him a companion that lived him for him, someone that saw her future with him and wanted him to be the father of her kids. He would do anything for honest pure love. He had been through many break ups but decided that none of those would stop him from ever loving another but after hat happened with his Ex, he knew that women were gold diggers and some were just cheap ones.

He started to understand that they would rather be used, thrown around and disregarded tan actually be in love with commitment. He knew for a fact he had the looks with the number of proposals he gets from young women and even older married ones. He knew he had the brains for how hard he has worked and gotten this far, and he knew he deserved happiness. But now he was just done with women, after what happened at blue flame that night.

“We are here, sir.” the driver says, opening the at door for him.

“Thank you.” he comes down, the driver hands the keys to one of his guards.

The front door to the mansion was opened and he walked in straight to his room and dropped on the bed.

“No one should interrupt my rest.” he told the house keeper.

“Yes sir.”

“This could have been worse, I am glad Timothy put that gift in my trousers.” he wasn't sure if that girl would stoop so low.

The next morning, there was a knock on his door, which he tried to ignore but it got louder.

“What?!” he screamed and whoever it was.

“Noah have you seen the news?” Timothy asked rushing into his room.

“What news?” he asked with a confused expression.

Timothy went to his bed side and turned in the TV. It was the channel his sister worked as a journalist,

He read the head lines and he recognized the face

“That b***h!” he yelled throwing the remote other TV.