A surrogate womb for the mobster

CHAPTER 1

Roxanne Meyers

The sound of the Doppler filled the room as the doctor moved the device over my belly. My heartbeat along with the little being that grew inside me. Tears clouded my vision.

"Congratulations, Mrs. Meyers. ¡positive! is six weeks pregnant."

"Thank you, doctor," I said, though my mind was already elsewhere. I thought about Andrew, how happy he would be to find out.

Three years of marriage and a fascinating life. Who said you couldn't be happy in these times? A beautiful mansion, a promising career, and a loving husband... I was really lucky to be in this place.

"Mrs. Meyers. Fortunately, this time you are pregnant. I imagine that your husband will be very happy."

"No, he doesn't know anything yet, but I know he'll love the news. Doctor, thank you very much again."

"You don't have to thank me, Mrs. Meyers. In vitro fertilization is quite a complex process, but fortunately it has been a success for you. Although three attempts have passed, there is no better way to have a child than natural fertilization."

"I know." I replied a little frustrated.

I was silent, processing his words. My husband had fertility problems, so we had resorted to in vitro fertilization with an anonymous donor, under the strict conditions of a contract of silence and confidentiality. I loved my husband, and I wasn't going to let our relationship stall because of the inability to have children.

"Please, take good care of yourself, Mrs. Meyers," the Dr. gave me some recommendations and I left that office radiating happiness.

When I walked through the door, I crashed guiltlessly into a very elegant man, it smelled delicious, I looked up and blushed.

"Excuse me," I say looking into his enigmatic gray eyes.

He barely shook his head and continued on his way, I smiled in embarrassment.

With a heart overflowing with joy, I headed towards Andrew's office. Our company was an importer that my father had inherited from me before he died, and that, with a lot of effort and work, had grown to become a great emporium. I shared all this with him, the love of my life.

Although I was still very young, my little bean was already planted in my belly. It was only a matter of time and care for it to grow and make us happy.

When I arrived at my company, I pressed the elevator button and went up to the presidency. It would be a surprise, since Andrew wasn't expecting me; He would just be very happy to see me.

"Good afternoon, Gisel," I greeted my husband's secretary and noticed a slight nervousness on her face.