Loney was guilt-stricken after he heard that Danica had lost her parents. She was an orphan just like him. He anticipated how lonely life must have been for her, just as it was for him. Whereas, he was perplexed as to why Danica applied to be his surrogate. If she had no family, then what did she need the money for? Instantly, he anticipated that something must be wrong. Instantly, he called Gideon. "Boss, how may I be of help?" Loney thought carefully, stood up from his desk and watched Mexico city through the large glass windows, "I want to know everything about Danica Howard." Gideon nodded and asked, "to how many years down the line?" Loney frowned and uttered coldly, "everything, I want to know everything." Gideon nodded and this time didn't ask more questions. He trotted out to get the requested information as if his life depended on it. As Loney waited, he pondered over the situation of keeping Danica for this long. His plan was working but external forces had begun surfac
Loney ignored Paul's last question, strode to Mabel's room and knocked on her door. Mabel was asleep but woke up at the sound of the knock. Being the housekeeper and being in charge of everyone, she couldn't sleep too deeply for fear of losing out on something important. She thought that perhaps an emergency had happened and one of the maids had come to inform her. She stood from the bed, covered herself with a morning coat and turned the knob open. She was surprised to see Loney at the door, padded with a stern grimace. Mabel panicked slightly, fearing that something must have happened, as she forced a smile, "master, you are welcome," she said politely. Loney ignored her pleasantries. For as long as he was concerned, Danica was being maltreated and treated like a maid, doing the chores she wasn't supposed to do and that burned him. "Downstairs, we need to talk." He commanded. Mabel's panic deepened, her heart rate increased. Loney never spoke to her in that manner and therefore, sh
He ambled towards her and held her from the back, his hand pressed on her mouth. Danica was frightened. From his scent, she knew it was the supposed parent. Danica wanted to speak but only a hum came out with his hand pressed on her mouth. When she calmed down, Loney swung her around and covered her soft lips with his moist one. Danica's heart thumped. She had so many questions but she feared angering him and losing the chance to get pregnant. Since Loney was taller, bigger and stronger he towered over her, as his tongue dominated hers, his hand stroked her silky hair. She didn't know how to respond. She recalled his words through Paul when he suspected her of enjoying the sex. Therefore, she swallowed the moans trying to escape. Loney wasn't so gentle. He seemed to be in a hurry. He tore her nightie and carried her to the bed. Danica showed no resistance, as he took off his pyjamas. She felt his hard chest on her soft breast. Loney's lips were still on hers, his right fingers traced
Two weeks passed, Danica's anxiety lunging out of the window. She was extremely certain she was pregnant this time and couldn't wait for a confirmation. Excitement washed over her when Dina arrived to take her blood sample for testing. Danica's heart pounded in her chest in anticipation at the result and by midday, she received an envelope. She sighed eagerly, ripped the envelope open and gawked at the content of the test result. Her face turned red and sullen. Frustration creased her mind, marching her to Paul's room, she banged on the door. "I want to speak to him." She uttered in command and agitation. She couldn't bear to live another month in anticipation. The continuous negative result overwhelmed her to the core. Therefore, she had lost her patience and fear. A strange push of boldness controlled her behaviour and she wasn't going to take No for an answer. "You know that isn't possible right?" Paul was working on some new security technology and was quite irritated by her pre
Danica's heart rate increased. Mixed feelings of excitement, intimidation and fear, smearing over her. However, a warming smile escaped her because he came. She was happy that he obliged her request and said to return the next day. She saw from his back that he wasn't a beast or anything. Even though she hadn't seen his face, she was sure that it wasn't going to be a scary one. Loney sat thoughtfully in the office. For the first time, he couldn't concentrate on work. He waited in anticipation of what Danica wanted to tell him. He was completely clueless as to what her demand will be but the thought of seeing her again in a few hours was immeasurable. He wished he could express himself in front of her. He wished he could be bold again like he was in college. He was strong, handsome, dominant and had control over top politicians, billionaires and even the mafia. He feared no one but why did he feel nervous when it came to Danica? She would never guess the effect she has on him because
When Loney arrived, he didn't go to his room but rather Danica's. He was slightly disappointed that she fell asleep but when he thought about the nights she had waited for him, hope flung him. He went to his room, set the alarm and slept for 2 hours. He woke up, dressed up and strode to Danica's room. It was dawn so most people weren't yet awake and so was Danica. Nonetheless, he didn't leave. Instead, he sat on a chair facing the window, while he waited for her. Nothing was interesting to see since the mansion was underground. He was working on his iPad, sending an acceptance email to the presidency after confirming the design from his team. Even in his absence, they did a great job. Therefore, his mood was apprised. It wasn't long before Danica woke up. The scent of Loney's cologne invaded her nostrils, abruptly invading her senses. She was startled, seeing Loney on the chair. His back was facing her. Hot flashes of nervousness devoured her at the thought that she had slept while h
Everything began to make sense to Danica. She discerned that Loney was doing this because he thought she was Daniella. However, she didn't know what Daniella did to him. She struggled as to whether she should pretend to be Daniella or confess. Still, she feared that maybe Daniella would be in trouble if she exposed her. Therefore, she thought against confessing but how could she pretend to be Daniella? She didn't know so much about her sister except the things she had told her. Therefore, this was also not an option. She finally settled on one thing, to play neutral, which would mean telling a lie. She comforted herself with the fact that Loney would let her go after she delivers the child and would never know the truth. That way, she and her sister would both be safe. "I am not Daniella. My name is Danica." Loney froze. His mind went into deep thought. He couldn't piece it all together. He sensed that something formidable was going on. Yet he had no way of knowing exactly what it wa
At the shelter, Daniella was helping to serve the needy. She even helped prepare the meals, thanks to Jones, who had coached her from what he learnt from Danica. She was excited about the new task. Jones couldn't help but admire that Danica was gradually being herself again. Daniella put on a smiley face in front of the people, serving with all humility. It was a wonderful sight for Jones who felt that he was falling in love with Danica all over again. He began to think that even if she couldn't recall anything, at least they were still attracted to each other and therefore he could propose to her. He went over to help her with the kids. Together with Daniella, they talked to the children about Jesus and his salvation. They enjoyed seeing the excitement in the eyes of these children, as Jones and Danica gave them parcels that were used clothes with snacks, books and a little Bible, neatly packaged. They made sure to include their contacts for the children to reach them anytime they c