Page 10 of The Last Heir


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“Oh my God, this is not happening.” She paused, returning the lamp. “I’d say I can’t believe they drugged you, but at this point I’m not surprised. At least I don’t have to add a drug addict to the list of things wrong with this entire situation.”

“What is the situation? What the fuck is going on?”

“I’ll tell you what’s going on. I’ve been kidnapped by a deranged, old man and told I have a week to try to get pregnant with an heir or else my mother’s machines get turned off.”

My feet pushed into the mattress as I tried to sit up. “Excuse me?”

Her skin-tone dropped a few shades as her lip trembled. “It’s why I’m here. Your crazy, bat-shit grandfather says he owns me because my dad borrowed money from him. It was their deal, and an illegal one at that. Now he says I have to be an incubator for his heir. I’m not ready to be a mom. I don’t want to do this.”

I wasn’t sure whether to be turned on at the thought of sex with this gorgeous stranger or laugh at the preposterous situation my grandfather had concocted. “A baby?” The laugh won, filling the room, but it wasn’t happy. There was an incredulous tinge that was unmistakable. “My grandfather expects me to get you pregnant?” Harder, I laughed. “He’s lost his mind. It’s finally happened. I can’t believe he thinks this would work. I’m just meant to mount you right here like livestock, and knock you up? Then, what? I get kicked out on my ass, disinherited, and I never look back? I abandon my kid?” My head shook and my emotions ignited and transitioned like wildfire. “I mean what the fuck is he thinking? He can’t be serious.”

“He is, and so are those that work for him. They’ve already stripped me down and put me in this stupid robe. Do you not think I fought them? I did, with everything I had. That’s exactly what I was doing again when I passed out. I don’t put anything past these people. They follow orders, and they mean to fulfill them. Besides, they don’t expect you to be doing the mounting. Look at yourself.”

Her seriousness had my face hardening as I jerked angrily against the chains. “So, you’re supposed to mount me, then? As if I’d let that happen?”

Silence settled through the room as she wiped tears. “I’m not so sure we have a choice. As least not me.” More tears. “I need to get back to my mother, and the only way I can return to the hospital is if…”

I glared, watching as her fear took over the grief and turned into something I wasn’t prepared for. She wasn’t just serious; she was dead serious. “You wouldn’t dare.”

“She needs me. Do you think I want to do this? I have to be there when her machines get turned off. I can’t let her die alone.”

One step. Two. The closer she got, the harder my cock became. What the fuck was wrong with me? She was beautiful, yes, but I was restrained. This wasn’t consensual, at least verbally. Yet my body was just fine with the thought, which was fucking with my head even more.

“If you so much as touch me, woman—”

“Are you listening to me?” Panic took over her voice. “I need out of this room. My mother is dying. I’m not ready to have a kid either, but I don’t see how I have a choice in this matter. I’m asking you, please.”

“You’re asking me to get you pregnant? Are you listening to yourself?”

“My mother—”

“Hell no.”

“Please.” She sobbed. What if she—”

“Dies? She’s not my concern!” I jerked against the cuffs as she fought for breath through the crying. “Let it go. If she’s on machines, she’s going to pass anyway. This. You and I…It’s not happening. Ever. There will be no heir. Not from me.”

“Your grandfather was right.”

“I beg your pardon? You don’t know me.”

“I know you’re selfish just like he said. I tell you my mother is dying, and you don’t even care. Have you no empathy? Your grandfather told me you were spoiled. Arrogant. Conceited. I didn’t imagine heartless as well.”

“I’m not heartless; I just don’t want some brat. Especially by the likes of you. I told Charles, and now you can listen to me. The Carmelo line dies right here. There will be no other heir. I am the last.”

Rage and desperation. It stared me right in the eyes. “You were the last.” Her lids grew tighter as she stared me down. “There will be another, and it’ll come from me. Like I said…my mother needs me.”

Chapter 3

Fay

Had I just said that? Worse, did I mean it?

The look on Aimon’s face told me I did.

Why was this happening? Who was I becoming faced with such a horrendous reality? I couldn’t think. I was physically and mentally exhausted from last week’s events. Was I truly considering going through with this? Did I have a choice?

I rushed to the door, pounding my fists against the wooden barrier as hard as I could. Trepidation was at an all-time high, and there was nothing I could do to stop the dread that came with it. This couldn’t be possible. This was abduction. Blackmail. Surely, Master Carmelo knew that and would come to his senses. But…What if he didn’t? What if he was serious? I didn’t have time for him to see the light. My mother could die, and I wouldn’t be there. I’d miss saying goodbye, for real. That small farewell I’d given in case she passed while I was getting clean clothes and a shower didn’t count. She needed me now, holding her hand and telling her how much I loved her. I missed saying goodbye to my father. I couldn’t not be there for my mom.

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