Maraïda: The Billionaire's Surrogate (Billionaire One)(Completed)

Act of desperation gone wrong!!!

How ever did a simple act of desperation turn into a momentary addiction? then into a life ruining action?

I only kissed her to shut her up but it never occurred to me that my actions could be consequential.

Her lips were softer than marshmallows, sweeter than candy; she could kiss better than an honour student from a kissing school if ever there was one. Her lips, felt like were built or moulded to fit mine; they worked together perfectly.

At first, my inner consciousness was telling me to back off, to respect the line; but curse my body and mind, we wanted more. I already knew she wanted this and I also knew I shouldn't have encouraged it but fucking hell, I didn't care. I dug my tongue into her mouth, craving to taste more of her, wanting her to stop me; but she gave in more of her instead.

I should've known better.

Because it was like reliving the first night with her all over again. All I wanted was her and she was there, giving me everything.

I crawled up above her, pushing her down to the bed. She just followed my movements. Her little bum was doing no good in trying to put space between us. I could feel almost every part of her against my body and it was killing me. I got harder and harder with every second that passed with our bodies feeling each other. She let out a soft sound of pleasure and I understood she was loving it as much as I was; maybe more than me. Some part of my mind and my whole heart was screaming at me and saying this was all so wrong. But my dumb ass body had developed a mind of its own and I couldn't think of anything else but having her. Maraïda's shirt was already half way off her body when I heard the only voice I knew I couldn't ignore at this moment,

"Jared!" It sounded like something in between a cry and a call.

How did I not hear the door? I could've at least had the initiative to put some much needs space between Maraïda and I; I could've prevented this mess.

How deep had I been in this? How had my wife walked in on me and my supposed surrogate in bed? Why had I even gotten in bed with her?

"Sophia..." I might have choked on shock before voicing out her name. Tears ran down her face, she tighten her slender fingers into a fist worth ruining figures. I don't remember when I jumped off the bed but I was already in front of her, reaching out to touch her, wanting to explain to her,

"Don't touch me Jared!!" She yelled at me, pushing me away from her,

"No! Mia I can't- let me explain. I can explain this." I tried explaining but she cut me off,

"There's no possible explanation that you could give me that would ever make me forgive you for this," she said as she cried, "I forgave you when you shut me out when I conceived our first child! I forgave you when by your fault, I lost that child and my ability to ever conceive again! I forgave you, Jared. I forgave you and took you back. I forgave you when you went out and got this little girl pregnant. I did and accepted that you bring her here; that she should bear and give you a child! That she should become a part of our family just to make you happy! Just to make up for something I know I could never give you again! Just for you Jared- just for you." Those words tore threw my heart like a razor blade. It was painful scene. The love of my life was falling apart right before my eyes, by my fault and I couldn't even help her.

"But this," she pointed at Maraïda, seated calmly, almost unperturbed on the bed. It kind off scared me. She wasn't even remorseful?

"This I could never, EVER- I would never forgive Jared. Never." And with that, she stomped out.

I would not take it. I had to talk to her. She had to listen to me. I followed her. She ran down the flight of stairs, not stopping anywhere. She ran straight out the door. But I caught up to her,

"Sophia! Sophia wait. Please listen to me my love." She laughed: it weighed a lot of sarcasm,

"You know what? I'm glad I actually blocked everything out. I am so stupid! I was coming back home early to surprise my loving husband. I didn't even offload my luggage. Makes my going far away from here easier."

I was about saying something but was silenced by a scream of distress, of agony from inside the house. Sophia and I both turned our gazes to the house,

"Jared!" Mara screamed. She sounded in pain. "Help me! Please!"

I needed to go to her; I had to go and see what was wrong but I didn't want to leave Sophia, not like this. I turned to her with pleading eyes,

"No! Not again! I've played the fool in this marriage way too much. No more! It's either me or it's her, right now Jared! You're have yo pick one. Tell me who is it going to be?"

"Are you asking me to chose?"

"Yes! yes Jared. Tell me now that I am not enough. Tell me so that I can stop lying to myself day in, day out. Tell right now that no matter how much you claim to love me, you can never be truly happy with just me and I would never be able to complete your life! Tell me right now Jared!" She told me firmly,

"Don't do this to me Sophia," another cry, more severe than the last, came in again from within the house.

Where the hell were all the maids?

"You know what Jared, don't even bother. You can go to her for all I care." Sophia finally said before jumping into the car and drove off; with me running behind, begging her to reason out with me.

"Someone please help my baby!!" Mara shouted. I froze in my moves.

My baby!

Without a second thought in mind, I ran back inside, back up the stairs. Barely half way up was met with a gruesome sight.