Chapter 2: surrogate

Chapter 2

Logan's POV

My alarm went off signalling that it was time for me to wake up. I was just having the best sleep I have had in days but unfortunately, I had other things to do today so I have to get out of bed. I sat up on the bed then turned to stare at the other side of the bed expecting to see the petite young lady from last night still laying there, but to my surprise, she was gone! 

Well, what should I have expected? She was clearly not stable the previous night and she probably came to her senses this morning and realised that she should not be in a stranger's room. I did not realise in time, if I did I wouldn't have slept with her.

I proceeded to pick up my phone from the bedside table and then I noticed a fifty dollar note was placed under the bedside lamp on the bedside table. I don't remember coming here with any money the previous night. So there is no way the money could be mine. Unless, the lady from last night forgot to take all her properties. 

I was about to conclude that she probably left the money there and would come back for it later that day until it struck me that she could have had an entirely different motive for leaving the money behind. Did she think of me as a man who slept with women for money? Did she think I am a gigolo? 

Next I saw a small piece of paper placed just beside my phone. I must have missed it before. The content of the note confirmed that she thinks I am a gigolo.

I found myself getting pissed off at the fact that she sees me as a gigolo. It began making more sense that way, that is the reason she left the fifty dollar note. The only sensible reason. 

And of course, for a very stupid reason. 

I picked up my phone with the initial plan of going through my itinerary for the day but for some reason I found myself zoning out and thinking about the lady from last night despite my initial anger at the fact that she saw me as a gigolo.

 I initially had not planned to do anything with her, infact when I saw her the first thing that came to my mind was to throw her out and then reprimand my subordinated on the reason why they allowed a strange woman into my room but immediately she clinged on to me, she ignited something in me and I could not hold back. 

Normally, I am repulsed by physical contact with women and having a relationship with a woman has always been the last thing on my mind but something about that girl was so different. She didn't feel like the others I have met, she felt special. Like she was made for me. 

The little moment I spent with her last night was so pleasant. From the point she clinged on to me till when we had sex, I enjoyed every bit of it and I am sure she also did because her response to it proofed she did. 

I stood up from the bed, causing the white duvet to shift a bit and revealing a bright red stain on the bed. I leaned in to have a good look at it and to say I am suprised that she was a virgin is an understatement. I am beyond surprised! 

I should have seen the innocence in her eyes but I guess, I was too carried away. 

Now that I know she was a virgin and she lost her virginity to me, I am determined to find her and I will do everything within my power to make sure I find her. 

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I quickly had my bath then I got dressed in a black suit and trouser, a shiny black shoe and of course a wristwatch. I walked to the very large mirror placed in the dressing room and stared at my reflection. 

Corporate, just how I love to appear even on a normal day. 

I stepped out of the dressing room and found two of my subordinates standing side by side beside the entrance door. Yes, I had earlier called them and they know better than to waste my time.

I sat on the large arm chair placed in front of the bed, so I was directly facing them. I poured a glass of wine into a glass cup and took a sip.

“Any one of you want to explain why I found a woman in my room last night?” I said, going straight to the point, I don't beat around the bush. 

My eyes darted between the two of them, waiting for a response to my question. But it seemed like they weren't willing to respond. 

“Answer me!” I raised my voice because when I ask a question, I believe I deserve an immediate answer especially when the question is directed at my subordinates.

If they were startled, they definitely didn't show it. I chucked, this simple act actually implied that they no longer get frightened by little things. Few years ago, they would have been visibly panicking.

“I'm waiting” I had to remind them. One thing they should know is that I do not like waiting. 

“Sir, that lady that was in your room last night is the surrogate you have been searching for” 

I almost choked on my drink. What?! That is the most shocking revelation ever. But also an interesting revelation, if she is supposed to be my surrogate, that means I would be seeing her again.

“Hmm, keep the surrogacy meeting fixed for tomorrow. I would like to meet her again and know more about her” I said to them then I dismissed them. 

I just have this feeling that things are about to get a lot more interesting and that is because of this woman that is ao different from the others I have met.