Running Away With The Billionaire's Baby

(Alexa’s POV)

"Bitch!"

"Idiots!"

The shout was heard echoing out, following the roar of slaps that slammed into my body mercilessly. I crouched, trying to protect my head with both hands, my body shaking violently. Fear suffocated me, making my breathing short and my tears unrelenting.

"This is how you repay a favor!" my father snapped again, this time kicking me in the ribs.

"Akh!" I winced in pain.

"Stop! Please, stop!" My mother's voice could be heard, but it was faint amongst the pain. My vision blurred, but I could see my mother's figure running towards me, hugging my trembling body.

"Leave us alone if it's no use!" My father's voice did not subside. Suddenly, he swung the water bottle in his hand, hitting my mother on the head.

"Mom!" I screamed, choked with fear. Blood poured from Mom's head, and I could only stay silent, hugging her limp hand.

"Alexa... run..." My mom whispered in a barely audible voice.

I was frozen. My chest was tight, my brain stalled between realities I couldn't comprehend. Dad had already started reaching for another bottle on the table.

"Go away. Save yourself," she said again, this time pushing me gently.

I couldn't move. "I can't leave you, Mom!" I screamed, tears streaming down my cheeks.

"Damn it!" Dad suddenly pulled my hair, making my head jerk back. The pain traveled up to the nape of my neck, making the whole world spin.

"Please, stop!" my mother pleaded again, holding onto my father's leg. "Do whatever you want to me, but let her go!"

My father let go of me roughly, switching to pulling Mom's body.

"Okay, you first!"

Breathing heavily, I forced my legs to move.

"Mom!" I sobbed loudly, my body shaking violently, but I knew I had to run. I had to leave.

And I ran. My bare feet hit the cobblestones, but I didn't care. Every step was painful, but it was better than going back to that hell.

Suddenly, the sound of a car horn deafened my ears.

I turned my head, but it was too late.

When I woke up, I was lying in a large hotel room with a gold chandelier. The pain in my head made me groan softly.

"Awake already?" A cold voice greeted me from the corner of the room. A man sat on a chair, looking at me with a piercing gaze.

I froze.

"Who are you? How did I get here?"

The man walked over, his posture firm and intimidating. "Have you forgotten what happened?"

The memory of the accident returned. "Yes, I was hit by a car," I muttered weakly.

"More precisely, you ran a traffic light and hit my car."

I paused. "I'm... sorry."

The man didn't respond to my request. "I don't need your apology or remorse."

"What do you want then?" I looked at him with mixed feelings of fear and confusion.

"I'm Christian Anderson. You're Alexa Fielding, aren't you?"

I gasped. "How do you know my name?"

He just smiled faintly. "It's not important."

I began to sense danger. My instincts told me that this was no ordinary man.

Christian sits back down, this time thrusting a check into my lap.

"This is a check for one hundred million dollars."

My eyes widened. "What do you mean?"

"I'll give you all the money if you sleep with me."

My chest felt tight. "You're crazy!" I shouted, throwing the check at him.

He just smiled sarcastically, then pulled out a black card from his pocket. "Think carefully. Call me if you change your mind."

I stared at the card in horror. Before I could reply, my cell phone rang. I was surprised to hear that my mom was in the hospital.

Without thinking, I ran outside. However, before I reached the gate, Christian suddenly pulled my arm hard.

"I'll drive you," he said sharply.

I knew I had no other choice. With worry and anxiety, I finally got into his car.

When I arrived at the hospital, I ran to my mother's ward. My body felt weak when I saw Mom's head wrapped in bandages, lying unconscious.

"Moms, I'm sorry..." I whispered, tears flowing relentlessly.

"Excuse me, are you Miss Alexa Fielding?" A doctor entered the room.

“Yes, that’s me," I replied, “how is my mom’s condition?”

“Your mother is bleeding from the head and requires immediate surgery. However, you need to settle the payment first before we can take action,” the doctor explained calmly, yet firmly.

"P-payment?" It felt like my heart stopped beating for a moment. "T-There's no other way? Can the surgery be done now? I promise to pay off all the hospital fees gradually...."

"We apologize, but it's a procedure that must be followed in this hospital," he replied without giving any room for negotiation.

"Doctor, please give me a little time. I promise to pay the hospital soon," my voice trembled, but I tried to show confidence.

The doctor just nodded, then left the room without another word.

I stood by Mom's bedside, holding her cold, weak hand. My head was spinning, thinking about what I should do to save her. No money, no help... How could I get out of this situation?

A choice I never wanted came to mind, the only way left.

With trembling hands, I grabbed my cell phone and called Sam, my boyfriend. He was my last hope.

"Hello, Sam. I need your help," I said in a trembling voice.

I called my boyfriend, Sam, for help. He's the only person I can ask for help right now.

"Ugh, what else, Alexa? I'm busy."

"Please, do me a favor. My mom is in the hospital and needs surgery right away. I beg you, help me to pay-"

"Argh, damn it. Are you out of your mind? I don't even have money for myself!"

"Please. You're the only person I have, Sam," I whimpered pleadingly.

"Stop complaining, I'm tired of hearing it."

"Sam, please... I don't know who else to ask for help."

"No, you don't. We have to break up. I can't have anything to do with you anymore!"

"W-what? No, Sam?! No!"

I was shocked, tears flowing as Sam abruptly disconnected the call. When I tried to contact him again, his number was no longer active.

I was disappointed and devastated. The only person I trusted and loved just left me.

I didn't know what else to do. All I could do was cry.

"Still thinking of rejecting my offer?"

I turned my head and saw him standing in front of me.

"Accept my offer, and you can save your mom with that money," he said, "the decision is yours, Alexa."

(Alexa’s POV).

"Come in."

I stepped inside and followed him to the living room with a very fast heartbeat. My hands were wet with nerves. I felt trembling and to cover up the tension, I gripped the strap of my bag tightly.

I swallowed heavily as he stood looking at me. "W-what should I do now?" I asked nervously.

This was my first time and I didn't know where to start. Should I flirt with him or just undress?

He sat on the sofa and patted his thighs. "Come sit here," he ordered.

I followed his orders. My body trembled as I wrapped my arms around his neck. I gasped when his hand touched my cheek. It felt hot and stinging.

"What? Don't tell me this is your first time?" he asked.

"No!" I answered firmly.

"No?" He raised one eyebrow. "Then, I'll let you lead."

Lead? That sounds terrible. I didn't even know where to start.

"I think you'd better do it," I said. My face was already flushed.

"Why? I thought you were good at this."

"Please, I just want this to be over quickly," I whispered in resignation.

"Okay. As you wish," he whispered right in my ear.

I shivered in fear as his hand brushed the back of my neck. While one hand pulled gently on my waist.

I was shaking and nervous. Surprised when he started kissing my lips. Kissing my lips gently.

"Ah."

I sighed with my eyes closed. He forced my lips open, his tongue sliding into my mouth. The sensation was very strange, yet full of longing.

My lips were wet from his kiss. He continued to lick my lips as he tried to lay me down. I clung to his chest as he was on top of me. I could feel his heart beating very fast, just as I was feeling right now.

"Wait."

"There is no 'wait', baby."

"But we need protection," I protested.

"No condoms."

"What? But-"

"And I don't like arguing."

I was surprised when he kissed me again. Reflexively, I grasped his hair as his tongue played with mine. Sucking, licking, and biting my lower lip seductively.

My body trembled under him, struggling uncomfortably.

"I don't take pills, we have to wear protection during sex!" I said.

"Shut up, don't worry. You won't get pregnant with just one sexual encounter."

"But we don't know what will happen later."

He growled. "Oh, my God. You're so noisy."

I was surprised when he suddenly took off his tie and used it to cover my eyes.

"Wait! I can't see anything!"

I whimpered as I felt his hand touch my chest. I reflexively lifted my body towards him. Then I felt his warm, wet lips kissing it.

"Ah, no! Please... I'll be quiet, so please... let go... ah..."

"Whimper and I'll let you go."

I swallowed with difficulty. My body trembled as I felt his breath touch my earlobe.

"Come on, sweetheart. Or, do you want to do it blindfolded? For your information, I'm brutal when it comes to sex," he whispered in my ear.

"Please, I beg you...."

"Good girl, baby."

He removed my blindfold. And I was mesmerized to see him staring at me with his deep black eyes.

"And now, open your legs for me," he ordered.

I was surprised but didn't argue much and did as requested. Embarrassment enveloped me as he moved down, right into my excessively wet area.

I sighed as his tongue played there, kissing it, biting until it made my body tremble uncomfortably.

"I'm about to cum! Please!" I shouted.

My hands reflexively grasped his hair as my climax approached.

My breathing stops, I try to fill the air in my lungs, but he grinds my lips ferociously. My body feels on fire. His every touch drove me crazy and filled me with burning desire.

I squirmed as his finger slipped inside me. It felt right, hot, and lulled me into pleasure.

"Relax, baby... You need it before I come inside you. You will enjoy it," he whispered.

I nodded in understanding with my eyes closed.

"Ah!" I shouted loudly as another climax came over me.

"Now it's my turn. Open wide for me," he ordered, and I nodded.

I opened my legs wide for him. I screamed. My eyes closed from the pain as he entered me. So big, hot, and demanding.

I convulsed, clutching the blanket tightly. Unconsciously, I cried. He kept pushing himself in repeatedly until he was fully inside me. It feels bigger and hotter as if my stomach will explode because of him.

"No, no. It's too big! I can't hold it in!"

I pushed his chest, clawed, and hit him a few times, but he still forced himself in. He held my hips, grinding my lips intensely.

"Oh, God. You are so tight. You satisfy me very well."

"Relax, dear. I won't hurt you."

I groaned as his organ burned my body.

"This hurts..."

"Sshh... don't be afraid. This will feel good."

I held on to his neck as he pushed in repeatedly keeping up with the tempo. Harder into me, savoring the incredible sensation. It felt like fire was burning both of us.

"Ah!" I cried out.

A moment of sweet, passionate pleasure exploded inside us with surprising force. I felt helplessly limp as he pulled me into his arms. Kissing him a few times before I lost consciousness.

When I woke up, he was no longer beside me. I tried to get up but felt pain all over my body.

It was hard to believe that I had just had sex with a man I didn't know. But it's okay, it's all for my mom's sake.

"How are you?" he appeared from outside the room. He was already wearing his suit.

"I'm fine."

"Take a shower and put on these clothes. I will wait for you at the dining table to discuss our contract."

"Contract? What contract? I thought it was just a one-night stand."

"Just do it. And don’t argue."

I stood there, stunned, my mind a whirl of confusion, anxiety, and panic. I rushed through a quick shower, then joined him at the dining table, my heart racing.

"Can you explain what this contract is about?" I demanded.

"The contract you agreed to become a surrogate mother."

"What? You must be out of your mind! We only agreed on a one-night affair. There was no mention of surrogacy!"

"You agreed to it. You can’t back out unless you return all the money I gave you."

"You’re unbelievable!" I said, anger bubbling up.

"I’m sure you’d do anything to ensure your mother’s safety," he said coldly. "Being a surrogate isn’t so bad. I’ll give you more money after you have my child."

"Are you serious? I never imagined such an insane offer. How could you..." My words faltered, leaving me grappling for a response.

"Read the contract and sign it. I’ll provide a monthly stipend to cover your expenses while you’re pregnant."

"Are you kidding? I will never agree to be a surrogate! Our arrangement was only about sleeping together, and I refuse to go beyond that!" I slammed my hand on the table.

"Sit down."

"No. I’m leaving. I can’t do this."

"I said, Sit down!"

"Enough! I have every right to refuse. You were dishonest from the beginning, so please, don’t strip me of my dignity any further," I cried.

I fled from his house, tears streaming down my face. Outside, I froze in shock when I saw Sam kissing the campus queen by the roadside.

I sobbed uncontrollably, my body trembling as they got into the car together.

"This can’t be happening," I choked out.

How could someone I trusted so deeply betray me like this, especially during the most challenging time of my life?

"Sam," I whispered, my hands shaking as I held my cell phone to my ear.

"What more do you want? Didn’t I make it clear that we’re done?"

"How could you do this to me? What did I ever do to deserve this, Sam?" I shouted through my tears. "Why would you cheat on me when I loved you so much?"

Our gazes met, and my heart shattered.

"Well, now you know. I’m happy with the woman I love. Stop bothering me."

The call ended abruptly. I clutched my chest, feeling like it was being crushed as Sam’s car sped away with his new girlfriend.

It felt as if my world had shattered into pieces. How much more could I endure before things got better?

Then, my cell phone rang. I hoped it was Sam, but the hospital number flashed on the screen instead.

"Hello, this is the hospital. Miss Alexa Fielding, we regret to inform you that your mother has passed away."