Chapter 2 - Four Conditions

Ivana was stunned when she heard Zach's offer, which was the first time she had heard of it. Even the few club guests who invited her to ma*e l*ve and dared to pay a lot of money, she never accepted, let alone this time ... borrowing a uterus?

What the hell!

Ivana then got up from her seat without answering Zach's request because it made no sense.

She was a club singer, and although it didn't pay much, at least it was a job that suited her passion and talent. Something she did with skill. In the meantime ...

"Ms. Sanchez, wait!" Zach also got up from his place and confronted Ivana with his strapping body. "Where are you going?"

"Home, where else?"

"We're not done yet!" Zach insisted, hoping that the girl wouldn't just leave his residence. Although in truth, Zach had nothing to worry about because Ivana wasn't going anywhere.

Zach had anticipated taking Ivana in his car.

"I don't know what disorder you have, but really, that's a limited offer! You know my profession, right? What should I tell people if they ask me about it?"

Zach didn't understand where Ivana was going with this, especially when he heard the word 'it'.

"What do you mean, Ms. Sanchez?"

"You think I don't understand what you mean? I have to carry your child, don't I? Because your wife can't give birth, is that it?" asked Ivana, which made Zach frown.

"Therefore, sit down first; listen to my words from start to finish so that you don't misunderstand," pleaded Zach to the stubborn girl in front of him.

"No. I already know. The point is that you want me to carry your child, right? This covenant will ruin my reputation, Mr. Levy."

Zach left Ivana where she was, standing still and waiting for a response from her. However, it was not Zach but Ivana who should be responding to this matter, and she had already done so.

"I don't have a wife yet, Ms. Sanchez; I'm asking you to bear children for me. And speaking of reputation, how much is your reputation worth?" Zach paused his sentence for a moment while waiting for Ivana's answer.

"How much did they pay you for your performance last night?" he continued, this time in the form of a question.

"So what? Are you—"

"I'll pay you more than you get at the club. Didn't I say that already? Whatever you ask for, as well as the facilities in this mansion."

Ivana felt uneasy when she heard everything the man said. She did need a lot of money to pay off the debts incurred by her drunken father. Even before that, her father sold her at the club where she was currently working, as a pr*stit*te, not as a singer.

After negotiating with the club's benevolent owner, Jeffry Allen, Ivana was able to work her way up. But why is she now stuck in this place with a strange man and his strange business deals?

"How about it, Ms. Sanchez? I can't wait too long."

Ivana sighed, resigned. If this man said he was willing to pay any amount, didn't that mean he would do it? Even if Zach did not say so, all he has could prove that this man had a treasure that seven or even ten descendants would not consume.

"What should I do?" asked Ivana, finally.

Zach didn't answer immediately but gestured for Ivana to sit with him so their conversation would be more comfortable and not seem rushed. Didn't the girl want everything explained in detail?

"Alright, here's the deal ... you're going to bear a child for me, and I'll be your seed donor. You will live in the other mansion behind this building."

"Wait, can I put in a condition, too?" asked Ivana. She didn't want to end up miserable, and Zach only used her as a child factory. She wanted something more sacred to assure her that she would not lose out on this personal business.

"Go ahead, just say whatever your conditions are."

"You have to explain how the seed planting process works; you said earlier that you would be a seed donor, right? Explain the process." Ivana paused to remember what else she wanted to make a condition.

"Can I keep working at the cafe? If not, you have to pay all my debts to Mr. Allen. And there's more; I don't want to be treated like a mistress because it meant I would sell myself. Yes ... although it's the same if I agree that I'm doing that, I don't want people to think that."

Zach, who had been listening to Ivana's condition, was ready to explain everything.

"Well, for the first point, we're not going to do it by artificial insemination, Ms. Sanchez. I hope you know what I mean," Zach said, waiting for a response from Ivana, who was now gaping in disbelief.

"You mean, you're going to—Mr. Levy, this is insane! You're going to buy me, ask me to have sex with you, and then give birth to your child? That's not easy work, you know? Then I did the right thing by giving you the third condition!" she snarled, incredulous.

"I can't possibly artificially inseminate you because that would affect my reputation."

Ivana snorted.

"Fine, your reputation. What about me? Are you going to let me get the title of a mistress? So that you know, Mr. Levy, how many guests have I turned down when they asked for the same thing? And with you, I don't know why I foolishly agreed to let you bring me here!"

Zach shrugged. Dealing with an angry woman was a first in his life. He had been staying away from any woman since that incident happened many times.

"Are you a ..."

The man shook his head.

"No, I'm not. If you think I'm a same-sex lover, you've heard, haven't you, that I want we'll do the seed planting directly? And I'm not a philanderer either; I'm very picky. Let's say you're lucky because out of all the women, I chose you."

"Oh, I'm flattered, but no. I don't want to be a mistress even of a man as handsome and rich as you, Mr. Levy!"

Ivana rose from her seat for the umpteenth time. However, with a quick and unexpected move, Zach pulled her by the arm, and she fell into his arms. Ivana froze instantly as nothing separated their body but the cloth covering them.

"I told you, I don't accept rejection. Say whatever you want, and I'll fulfill it until you say 'yes'."

Ivana was speechless other than looking at Zach's beautiful face in a rare moment as close as they were.

"Second point, the answer is no. It would be best if you got out of the club because your obligation is to your life and mine. And that means I will pay off all your debts. For this point, I hope it's clear."

Ivana, who seemed to be bewitched by Zach Levy's charm, just nodded as if obeying. It was not that easy; she was enjoying God's work of art in the form of a handsome man holding Ivana in his warm embrace.

"The third point, what does that mean? Do you mean marriage? If it is, I will do it. I told you anything as long as you agree," Zach continued. "Is there anything else?"

"Ten thousand dollars every month, all the amenities in your mansion, a clear and official status, and ... your heart, then I agree to give birth to cute kids for you!"

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