Mysterious CEO's Last Surrogate

Chapter Sixty

"The car is ready, let's go," Paul's baritone voice sounded around them. All eyes turned to Danica.

They were waiting for her final approval.

Silence descended like snow. Not even the sound of a maid moving about was heard. Daniella stared

desperately at her sister. She couldn't believe that she lost everything. Her sister had Loney and she

was going to have his child. Something that Daniella would never have. If only she could have Danica's

child and Loney, then her life would be perfect.

"You can have all the money in my bank account. Goodbye, Daniella." Danica gave her final verdict

and didn't wait for another oration. She turned around and headed back to Loney's room. Tears froze

on Daniella's face. Her sister gave up on her. She would make her pay. She would regret giving her the

money. Without a word, she turned around and followed Paul.

Loney made one of the maids bring their food to his room. For the first time, he felt safe and light.

Before the maid passed him with the tray, he took it and went to his room.

Danica was laid on the bed in deep thought. He could see that she was still worried about her sister.

What kind of heart does she have? He couldn't understand her. Whichever way, he managed to get her

to eat and after they were done, he asked,

"So are you going to move in here or not?"

Somehow, Danica felt it wasn't a question but an order. Nonetheless, after everything that had

happened, she didn't feel like being away from him. If they had been in the same room, Daniella's plan

wouldn't have worked and even though she had left, it was best to be together.

"I will get the maids to move my things." A genuine smile crossed Loney's features for the first time

since he returned. "I forgive myself," he uttered. Danica's smile matched his and she threw her arms

around him.

"That's the best gift you can give yourself," she whispered in his ear. It came out so soft, so seductive.

Loney locked eyes with hers. A wave of satisfaction filled him. She wasn't rushed with decisions. She

was prudent in her ways. She was worth the wait. Perhaps, God used Daniella's disrespect to keep him

waiting for the right person. She was the one. The one his soul longed for. His lips brushed her ear lobe

as he spoke, "how do you always find these strange answers to every question?"

Danica was about to answer when his hands slipped into her blouse, taking it off completely. The

spark, the tingle, the connection, all began to wake instantly. "You know very well that they are not

strange. They are the truth," her voice was breathy when she spoke, as Loney unhooked her bra. His

finger graced around the roundness of her breast, as he caressed it in his hand.

He hardened at the feel of her breast. It was soft and succulent. His voice turned seductive, his lips

graced hers, she shivered. Whatever happened, drew them closer. Her body responded so fast or

perhaps, had become more sensitive. "I want to kiss you but I won't stop till I have all of you. Is that

okay? I want to make love to you the whole night. Are you up to it?"

His fingers slipped into her skirt, pulling it down. Danica's heart fluttered. She was wet already. She was

ready for him but she knew that he would tease her more before giving her what her body craved. "We

can try but remember you have to go to work tomorrow."

Loney pulled away from a little and pulled his shirt over his head. The movement was so swift, Danica

was back in his arms. "I can choose not to. I employed enough project managers so I just have to send

out instructions," he assured her softly. She was surprised. Was he getting lazy with work because of

her?

"Why?"

"Because I want to be there for you and our baby Danica. I hope you'll never leave me." Loney

expressed his uncertainty. Danica gave him everything he felt he didn't deserve therefore, he feared

slightly.

Danica was amazed at the length Loney was taking to make her happy. So many sacrifices made her

shiver. "I will take you with me wherever I go." Danica's words erased his fears. What she meant was,

they will always be together. Loney took her nipple in his mouth, it was so sensitive, she squirmed in

his arms.

"I'm going to take it slow, I will lose myself in the softness of your body. I will love you like crazy. I will

make you moan my name over and over again because you are my everything, Danica. I love you so

much."

"I love you too Lone.." Pleasure shot through her before she completed her statement, making her

moan. "Please..." Her body was on fire, her walls wet. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

She felt the heat tearing through her neck to her nipple and her clitoris all at once, she arched her back

closing in on him. Loney felt hard, so hard it was almost painful. Yet, he wanted to continue teasing

her.

He carried her to the bed, laying her on her back. His lips traced to her core, and his tongue was about

to penetrate when she moaned. "No, I want you. I want you inside me." Her breath was heavy, her

voice seductive, Loney couldn't deny her, no matter how he wanted to taste her. Her wish was his

command.

He spread her legs and positioned himself on top of her. He thrust gently, pushing deeper till she took

his full length. A moan escaped both him and Danica. He waited for her walls to adjust to his length.

Then he pulled out almost to the tip before thrusting in again. He began to hasten his movement,

thrusting hard and fast, the pleasure exploded all over her body.

Danica's muscles tightened at the feel of his length inside her. He was thrusting hard, her muscles

tightened as she reached her climax, shaking violently and coating his manhood with her warm

release. Loney halted but didn't pull out of her.

He pulled gently to the tip and plunge inside her as soon as she stopped trembling. She circled her legs

around him, arching her back and lifting her waist to meet his hard thrust, it emitted pain and pleasure.

Loney groaned when she moved her waist in circular movements. He wasn't done but his body began

to jerk. What has she done to him? "Damn you are so sweet, Danica, so tight," he plunged deeper

again, harder, he hit her G-spot. Danica felt herself tremble again, her climax meeting his, they

released together.

Loney's mouth covered hers as soon as his body recovered from the heated climax. Pleasure sprang

through her as Loney nibbled on her neck, admiring every inch of her body and realized her stomach

had swelled a little. It was almost invisible but knowing her body like the back of his hands, he detected

it. A proud smile crept onto his features, as he worshipped her body with wet kisses.

*******

Paul had dropped off Daniella in her house. The latter hadn't spoken a word throughout the journey.

She dozed off at a point before Paul woke her for directions which she was reluctant to give therefore,

he had called Herty for the directions.

However, he couldn't help recalling Daniella's last words. "Tell my sister that she hasn't seen the last of

me." Not as if he hadn't countered with a greater warning, "if you are wise, you would back down. If I

wasn't there, Loney would have killed you. He doesn't take it kindly with trespassers. Just stay away

from your sister if you value your life." As to whether or not Danica took his advice, he couldn't tell.

Therefore, he decided to see Herty, even though the latter was at church. Still, he refused to enter the

auditorium when he got there and rather waited outside.

"You should have come inside you know, we don't bite," Herty said, tightening her grip on her sweater.

It was quite chilly outside.

A flake of sorrow crossed Paul's features but he blinked and it was gone. However swift it may have

seemed, Herty caught it and was greatly disturbed. "What's the problem?"

Paul didn't trust Herty enough to let it out therefore, he went straight to the point. "Daniella is back.

Please keep an eye on her."

Herty grimaced. It sounded like a joke because she knew without a doubt that Daniella wouldn't leave

the mansion on her own accord. "What happened?"

"You should ask her yourself. I won't be the one to spill the beans."

"I will speak to her," Herty nodded. She wanted to ask Paul more questions but since he didn't give

Herty an answer to the first, she wasn't willing to ask another. Still, Paul thought that he had to warn

her. "Just so you know, she has grown worse."

"Perhaps she would need some therapy. I have someone who can help," Herty gave an assurance

glare.

"Okay. I will take my leave now."

"Goodbye Paul," Herty was about to leave when Paul asked,

"You still won't go with me on a date? I don't bite, you know."

Herty shook her head, "you came to church, yet you won't enter. See you some other time."

Paul didn't speak but Herty realized a line of pain that crossed his features. She wanted to ask what the

problem was but thought perhaps, it was due to thr answer she gave so she let it slide. she didn't know

why he kept asking her on a date yet, he wouldn't let her in. He was so far from her.

"Goodbye Herty," Paul said and drove off. Herty told Jones everything as soon as the evening service

was over. Therefore, Jones decided to check on Daniella.

Luckily, her lights were still on when he got to the house. Irrespective, he was amazed to see her all

dressed up when she came to open the door after he had pressed the doorbell eight times. Daniella

wasn't expecting Jones to come to see her. She rather expected Herty therefore, Jones presence

made her uncomfortable. She lowered her head.

"You didn't have to come."

Jones ignored her statement and took a good look at her. She hasn't dressed in Danica's clothes

anymore and he didn't have to be told that she was going to the club from the short strapless glitter

dress she wore yet he asked, "Where are you going?"

Jone's gaze made her uneasy. She had no reason to fake being Danica but she still felt a spark of

attraction towards Jones. Whereas, she couldn't guess what he was thinking. "To see a friend. She

called a while ago that she came to Mexico City and wanted us to meet."

Jones felt there was more to whoever she was going to meet. "Should I come with you? I never met

any of your friends before."

"My phone had been switched off for months now but I just turned it on an hour ago." Jones understood

her message. All the while she had been pretending to be Danica, she had switched off her life but

now, she was being herself and that included connection to the poison of her past. He wanted to

discourage her.

"So who am I speaking with?"

Jones question seemed harmless but Daniella wanted to run. Still, he was standing at the doorway

which made it impossible. Someway somehow, she couldn't lie to him. After all, he already knew who

she was. "I know that Herty has told you everything. I'm Daniella."

"Nice name so should I come with you?" Jones showed no sign of surprise and his request was

harmless but Daniella was nervous. She shifted uncomfortably. "You wouldn't like where I'm going."

Jones let out a soft smile, "Who said so?"

"Look, you don't have to pretend. Everyone thinks I'm the evil one but is it wrong to fight for what I

want?" Daniella vexed. She felt that Jones was making fun of her because there was no way he would

follow her to the club and even if he wanted to, she wouldn't allow him.

"Not when you are fighting a good fight." Jones, response was calculatingly calm, it made Daniella

guilty. She could understand what he meant.

"Is it fair that two people born from the same womb would have different destinies? She doesn't even

want the money yet she has it all. She has everything I want so how is that fair? Your God is unfair and

I want nothing to do with the likes of you," she spat out, lowering her head in shame. She wanted to

take back her words but was too proud to do so. It anguished her so much that Jones still cared for

Danica.

"You are bitter." His voice wasn't loud but she heard, which only increased her anger.

"I'm not. I know how to fight for what I want and I won't give up."

"Daniella!" Jones's voice sounded intense, it made Daniella tremble. "If you are planning evil against

your sister, let it go. The end for you would be terrible if you don't stop." Daniella was more upset,

confirming that Jones still loved her sister. It wounded her so much, she let out a bitter laugh.

"Hahaha...that's funny. Well, since you love and care about her so much, just let her know, that I left her

a little gift."