Chapter 2 Going to be their breeder

Chapter 2

Shirley Wilson

"Here's your room," She says to me with a deep frown on her face after she took me into a large beautiful room. The room is just like the types I do see in movies. I never imagined that I'd see this type of room in my entire life, and to think that I'm going to be sleeping here, I can't help being happy. At least it's more comfortable than my small room back in the house.

"Thank you," I say to her politely, but she ignores me. Now, I'm getting more confused.

"That's the bathroom there. Go have your bath and join me downstairs. We have something to discuss," She says to me casually, and I slowly nod my head. As much as I want to ask her some questions out of curiosity, I just have to let this rest for now. Besides, I won't leave here anytime soon, that's if I'm ever going to be leaving. I watch as she turns around and walks out of the room, slamming the door behind her as if she's angry or something. Isn't she the same woman that was cheerful back in our home? This is creepy.

Finally dragging my feet into the bathroom, my mouth drops open in shock at the sight that welcomes me. The bathroom is so beautiful that I can't help admiring it. I almost can't use anything here, but thanks to movies that I have watched before, I can manage.

A few minutes later...

Walking back into the room, I meet a short gown and some undies on the bed. Here I was, thinking that I'll wear the previous dress, but thank goodness that I have something else to wear. My annoying stepfather didn't even allow me to take any of my clothes with me.

Stepping out of the room a few minutes later to go meet her downstairs as she has requested. I stride down the hallway, but the sudden noise coming from one of the rooms brings me to an abrupt halt. The voice sounds like the lady from earlier, and I can't help but get curious about who she's arguing with.

"I told you that I was going to find my way around this, Wendy. Why did you have to do that?" The masculine voice coming from the room sounds so angry.

"What possible way, huh? We don't have much time anymore, can't you get it? We both know how much this means to you, and I won't want to be the reason you would lose everything. I'm doing this for our future, and I hope you understand it," The lady's voice who I presume to be the Wendy girl tries to explain to the man.

I try to comprehend what's happening, but nothing is coming through.

"Wendy..."

"I know you love me, Dylan. Just do this for me, for us, and our future. I know how much it means to you, and I wish that I can help, but I'm handicapped at this point. I am not against this, OK?" Wendy's calm and sweet voice sounds from inside again, and I sigh in confusion. Now, everything is becoming a puzzle I can't even think of solving because it's so damn difficult.

About to leave, the door suddenly pulls open, and I raise my gaze to check who just walked outside, but my mouth drops open in shock at the sight that welcomes me. The young man standing before me is what you can refer to as a demi-god. The spark in his gray eyes melts the coldest hearts, his elegance is everything that makes him perfect, I can't help admiring his thick black shiny hair that is clinging to his head with some strands resting on his forehead. He's the most handsome man I've ever seen in my life, and my breath is already feeling hitching. Who is he? Her boyfriend? Her brother? Oh, no, he can't be her brother.

"H...hi..." I finally find my voice after about a minute of staring at him, and he only glares hard at me before walking out on me. I stare at him until he's out of sight, and even his walk is perfect. Judging from his look, he can't be more than thirty-three years old. Don't ask me how I know about that. I mean, that's one of the gifts I have, though it's not an achievement.

Taking a deep breath, I proceed downstairs where I meet him sitting on the couch with his legs crossed while having all of his attention on his phone. Now, I'm feeling like I'm unwanted here. Besides, I'm coming to work as a maid, so what does he care? Not that Wendy has told me yet what I'm coming to do here, but I know the only job available for me here is a maid. I mean, I can't even cook so well, so there's no way they could've employed me to be their cook, right?

The moment feels so awkward as I sit on the couch across from him and stare at him in admiration. How can someone be this cute and perfect? Even with the frown on his face, he still looks super hot, how will he now look with a smile on his face?

The sound of the footsteps descending the staircase pulls my attention, and I tilt my head to see the Wendy lady coming to the living room. She walks over to the man and slumps beside him on the couch. Now, I'm getting curious about why they called me here.

"What's that your name again?" She asks me.

"Shirley Wilson," I reply to her, after glancing at the Dylan guy.

"Alright, Shirley. I'll go straight to the point. As I said, I have a job for you..." She pauses, and adjusts on the couch, while I stare in curiosity.

"My husband and I have some difficulty having babies, so you're here to help out," She finally spills out, and I freeze on the spot.

"Huh?" My eyes slowly widen in shock as her words replay in my head a couple of times, sending waves of confusion to me. What does she mean by that?

"You can't say no to us, because I have already settled it with your parents. You now belong to us..." She pauses and sighs briefly.

"You're going to get pregnant for my husband, and when you give birth to the child, he or she will be mine. You won't have any right over her, and this must remain a secret between the three of us," She further says, and my heartbeat stops for a while. My whole world comes crashing down to my feet as I stare at her blankly. This is not happening to me, please. I can't do this.

"Before we proceed, we'll sign a contract..." She pauses, then reach out to the bag on the center table, and brings out a pen and white paper from it, pushing it to me.

"Go through it, and sign it. We need to make this quick," She instructs me, and I gulp down nothing. As much as I want to stand up and fight for my right, and refuse this, realizing that my greedy parents already sold me to her, my right has been sold to her, so I have no choice at this point. How did my life end up like this? How did I end up here?

With my hand trembling, I pick the paper up and glance through it.

"Rule number one, you don't get to deny my husband sex, until you get pregnant. Meaning that he can have sex with you for as much as he can until you carry his child. Rule number two, you must not leak the secret to anyone, and to avoid chaos in the future, you need to always present yourself as a maid if the need arises..." She pauses and reclines on the couch.

"Rule three, the baby will be mine once he or she is birthed, and you won't have any claim over him or her in the future. After you deliver the child, you'll continue to work for us as our maid. When the baby grows up, you'll have to continue your unfinished business," She further says, and I bat my eyelashes. So, I'm only going to be their children producing machine? Now, this is unfair.

"Rule four, he is my husband, and I wouldn't want you attaching any feeling to it along the line. I can be crazy when it comes to my husband. You're here for a job, and not to fall in love with my husband," She further says, and I glance at the man who doesn't look like he has been listening to his wife all along. What have I done to deserve this? Why me of all people?

"I'm taking you to the hospital, first thing tomorrow morning to check your health status. I need to make sure that you're safe for my husband," She finally says, and I slowly nod my head. Not that I have a choice to say 'no' anyway.

"Now, sign the contract, and give me back the paper," She instructs me, and I slowly nod my head. Reaching out to the paper, I pick up the pen, and with my trembling hand, I sign it and push it forward to her. She picks up the paper and signs it, before pushing it to her husband who reluctantly signs the paper too. I thought my life would get better but turns out that I was expecting much...