Chapter 5
I found myself at a loss of words as I stood in front of him. I felt hyper aware of my appearance. Jax looked so relaxed as he sat there in his custom made maroon suit, and I looked like I just rolled out of bed.
"I-I'm Amina Gizel. I'm sorry... you had to overhear our conversation. I didn't know this would happen. Honestly, I didn't even know who you were," I tried to explain myself.
"I'm aware. If you knew who I was, you would have never approached me at your class level," he said arrogantly. I was shocked to say the least. He was a lot more attractive when he wasn't talking.
"Don't worry, I was planning on getting rid of the baby anyway, so you don't have to worry about me," I snapped before I started heading for the door.
"That doesn't work for me," his voice stopped me. I turned to look at him to see he was moving behind his desk. He took hogs suit jacket off and draped it over the back of his chair before he came to stand in front of me with his hands in his pockets.
"There's a fertility issue in my family. The men can normally get a woman pregnant once. After that, it hardly ever happens a second time. Be it fertility treatments, special medications, we've tried them all. The Signa family gets one heir, and one heir alone. If you abort this baby, the Signa bloodline ends with me. Therefore, as crazy as it sounds, you cannot abort this baby," Jax explained.
"Isn't that supposed to be my decision?" I countered. His arrogant attitude was pissing me off. He shrugged before going to sit behind his desk.
"True, the final decision is ultimately yours, but I can promise to compensate you well for your time and labor. As it stands now, my family has already arranged my marriage. It's just a matter of announcing our engagement at this point. If you have the baby, it'll be like hiring a surrogate. After you give birth, you can go on with your life and we'll raise the baby as a Signa," he explained. This guy was unbelievable.
"I found out first and I'm still trying not to freak out. You just found out I'm pregnant and you already have a plan?" I asked incredulously. He sighed and laced his fingers together on his desk with a poker face. He was impossible to read.
"Of course. I make sure to have a plan for everything," he answered.
"So I'd just carry around a baby for nine months then hand him or her over to you and your future bride after it's born?" I asked. Jax nodded. I scoffed and found myself rolling my eyes.
"Do you know how hard it'll be to carry a baby for almost a year? Have you seen what pregnancy does to women's bodies?" I asked rhetorically. I was just trying to make a point. We got caught in a staring contest as Jax contemplated my rhetorical words.