Ariel's POV

Billionaire's Surrogate Stripper

Ariel's POV

It's popularly said the heart knows what it wants but the saying proved stale in my situation. My heart only knew how to dum dum dum while my head get flooded with conflicting thoughts.

I felt like the most unlucky woman in the world and the most depressed, with hopes last night I was going to wake up better and brighter with my problems waving me goodbye only to wake up more troubled than the night before with my problems staring at me right in the my fucking face saying ‘bitch I'm still here never left.’

Adrain sent a text asking about how I was doing and he was going to come pick me up for the baby monthly check up.

I stared at the mirror for the umpteenth time, I was dressed in a loose fitted gown, my hair packed in a tight pony tail, a red lipstick to my lip and my eyebrows whipped with dark mascara. Jealousy was hitting on my self esteem, he has the opportunity to see different beautiful women and here I am loo