Mysterious CEO's Last Surrogate

Danica was upset, as her questions remained unanswered. She was still yet to meet the intended parent of the child she was going to carry. Throughout the drive, her mind was in shambles. The anxiety was becoming more and more unbearable, as she menaced on the contract she had just signed. What kind of intended parent was he? Will he treat the child well? Her mind drifted to rest mode, while sleep stole her. She woke up in a panic when she stared at her surroundings through the window. It was a lonely road with no vehicle or person around. Danica's anxiety grew as she asked,

"Are we there yet?"

"Almost," Paul responded instantly.

"Why does this place seem far from town? It seems rather deserted," she observed.

"Because it's his safe house," Paul said frantically.

Danica pouted. She realized her questions only gained answers that increased her anxiety but she couldn't help asking anyway. She knew that aside from spies and criminals, normal people didn't need or use a safe house. The identity of this intended parent was just getting even more mysterious. "Why does he need a safe house?"

Paul sounded irritated, "Young lady, you have to ask him those questions when you see him okay?"

"Okay, but will he be here today?" Paul was slightly angered by Danica's constant questions and shrugged,

"I don't know. He instructs, I obey and try to limit your questions when you meet him. He doesn't like interrogations. Just do as he says and you will be fine."

Danica felt her head spinning. It seemed odd that no one could give her attainable information about the intended parent. She was anxious to deflate the maze around this person. If he was a spy, then it meant to her that her life was in danger since he might fall into trouble with criminals but if he was a criminal then her life has just come to an end. Her head ached at the assumptions she kept feeding it. Before she realized it, she found herself in an underground car park and the door opened in the living room.

"How did we get here?" Danica refused to blink because she felt that blinking might make her disappear and appear somewhere else.

to the car pack. It's underground. Don't try to run away because you won't find your way out," Paul emphasized but it didn't seem that Danica would in any way try to run away. She wasn't making this sacrifice for herself. However, she was amazed

Danica, how are you?" Mabel welcomed

confessed. With the housekeeper addressing her by her name, it meant

name is Mabel and I will be here to take care of you. Let me show you to your room to freshen up while I make supper," Mabel said sweetly. Danica felt her anxiety gradually dissipating. Perhaps, the intended parent was a spy. The thought

to a room so grand and posh. She could tell it was her room because half of it was decorated as a baby's room. Despite the expanse, she felt uncomfortable. She

understood what she meant and didn't ask any further. However, she was still desperate to know the intended parent.

house?" She asked, hoping that Mabel would be helpful

I will make you supper," Mabel said and turned to leave. The middle-aged woman has worked in

name?" Danica asked with another expectation

you when he comes around," Mabel said politely and turned to leave.

yelled behind her. Mabel turned around with a worried look. "Let me help you with supper. I'm a chef from a restaurant in the city,"

will be fired if you cook. You need to eat, rest and take your

to reason with Mabel but

don't put me into trouble," She said seriously yet, Danica will

be honest with you, I can only eat food that I prepare myself because I have some allergies. I know how to use few ingredients and still give the food great taste," Danica

say so but if the master comes, you must not let him see you cooking," Mabel

"Fine," 

her business. Every ingredient was familiar to her; guajillo pepper, achiote paste, pineapple juice, white vinegar, garlic cloves, oregano, cumin,

drained. She began to blend the peppers, vinegar, pineapple juice with the spices and achiote paste until it was smooth. She sieved it and added salt to taste. Mabel looked on in astonishment as Monica proceeded to Season the meat with salt and pepper. She worked with incredible speed, making Mabel nod her head

a pastry brush to apply the sauce to each side of the steaks. Soon, Danica finished with her tacos with warm