Chapter Two: A Pact Begins (18+)

In the sleek confines of Alexander's penthouse, evening descended like a shroud, casting elongated shadows across the polished floors. The weight of the day's events lingered heavily as Alexander stood before the panorama of city lights, his thoughts consumed by the unforeseen turn of events.

Across town, Emily sat in the dimness of her modest apartment, the weight of her decision settling upon her like an unwelcome visitor. The contract lay on her table, a pact sealed with uncertainty and trepidation.

The following day dawned with the air thick with anticipation and foreboding. Emily found herself back at the Stone Corporation's headquarters, her steps measured but heavy with the weight of her choice.

Mrs. Stone awaited her, an aura of controlled authority enveloping her as she gestured for Emily to sit. The silence stretched, a palpable tension filling the room.

"You've made your choice, Emily," Mrs. Stone stated, her tone carrying an air of finality.

Emily nodded, her voice steady but tinged with uncertainty. "Yes, I... I'm ready."

Mrs. Stone's expression softened, a rare moment of compassion gracing her features. "This arrangement will be life-changing for all involved. You understand the terms?"

Emily nodded once more, the gravity of the agreement settling upon her shoulders like a burden too heavy to bear. "I understand."

Meanwhile, in his penthouse, Alexander sat amidst the opulence, the weight of responsibility weighing heavily upon him. The prospect of the arrangement loomed, its implications far-reaching and unclear.

A call from Mrs. Stone interrupted his contemplations, summoning him to the corporation's headquarters. An unspoken understanding coursed between them—an understanding woven with the delicate threads of obligation and desire.

In the hallowed halls of the Stone Corporation, Alexander and Emily found themselves facing each other, their worlds colliding in a moment pregnant with the weight of the future. The air was charged with unspoken emotions—hesitation, curiosity, and a sense of reluctant acceptance.

"Alexander, this is Emily," Mrs. Stone introduced them, her voice betraying a hint of satisfaction.

Alexander inclined his head in acknowledgment, his gaze briefly meeting Emily's. "Nice to meet you, Emily," he murmured, his voice guarded yet tinged with curiosity.

Emily managed a small, uncertain smile in return, her heart racing with a blend of nervousness and resolve. "Likewise, Mr. Stone."

Under the watchful eye of Mrs. Stone, they sat across from each other, the silence echoing with unspoken questions and the weight of an arrangement about to begin.

"I'll leave you two to discuss the details," Mrs. Stone announced, her departure leaving an awkward silence in the room.

Emily glanced nervously at Alexander, unsure of how to navigate this unfamiliar territory. "So, um, the details of the arrangement..." Her voice trailed off, the weight of the situation palpable.

Alexander leaned back in his chair, his expression guarded yet not devoid of curiosity. "Yes, let's clarify the terms," he responded, his tone businesslike but tinged with an underlying tension.

As they delved into the specifics of the agreement—financial arrangements, medical procedures, and timelines—a sense of unease settled between them. Emily’s heart raced as she realized the magnitude of what lay ahead, while Alexander grappled with conflicting emotions, a mix of obligation and an unforeseen intrigue.

"Once the child is born, you'll relinquish any claim and disappear from its life," Alexander summarized, his voice tinged with a hint of regret.

Emily nodded, her throat tight with unspoken emotions. "That's the agreement," she affirmed, her voice barely above a whisper.

Their eyes met briefly, a silent exchange of understanding passing between them—a bond forged by circumstance and a shared future yet to unfold.

As the meeting concluded, Alexander rose, a sense of urgency tugging at his conscience. "I'll have my legal team finalize the paperwork and ensure everything proceeds smoothly," he declared, his eyes briefly locking with Emily's before he exited the room.

Left alone, Emily felt the weight of their conversation settle upon her like an inevitable storm. The reality of the arrangement now loomed, its implications weaving through the fabric of her life with an unyielding force.

Meanwhile, Alexander retreated to his penthouse, the weight of the agreement bearing down upon him. The unexpected turn of events had set a chain of actions in motion, altering the trajectory of his carefully constructed life.

Days turned into weeks as preparations for the surrogacy began. Medical appointments, legal procedures, and the logistics of the arrangement consumed Emily's days, each step bringing her closer to a future entwined with uncertainty.

In the lavish confines of his penthouse, Alexander navigated the corporate landscape while the impending arrangement loomed as an unspoken shadow over his existence. The specter of duty clashed with an inexplicable connection forming between him and the woman who carried the key to his and Victoria's dreams.

Before their first night, Emily drank a few glasses of wine to reduced her nervousness. Alexander come into the room looking at Emily who wear a short silk night dress. She suddenly stood up and approach him boldly. Her eye's looks confused.

Boldly reaching forward, she run her fingers along the length of his shaft over the material and his fingers freeze for a second. Taking a step further, she slip her hand under the waistband and wrap it around his girth. When her cold fingers make contact with his sensitive skin, Alexander shudders and closes his eyes. Suddenly, she feel his free hand grip her wrist and pull it out of his pants, pinning it to the wall by her head.

“I want it, Alexander.” Emily whine, balling her restrained hand into a fist as she futilely try to grind your crotch into his. As she stand, her wetness drips down her thighs and she know he can see it and she know it’s driving him crazy.

“Say it again.” He requests darkly, dragging his lips and nose down the expanse of her neck, sucking a small hickey into the base of it.

“Please fuck me, Alex. I want you.” Emily beg with no shame or humility. Because of the alcohol, she become unrestrained and bold. She feel his smile against her skin slightly before he’s pulling back and shoving his pants down his thick thighs, kicking them off hurriedly when they reach his feet.

She don’t have time to look at him in his naked glory because he’s busy wedging himself between her legs and throwing her thigh over his waist. 

She used her leg to pull him closer by his hip, silently urging him to hurry until he decides that she had enough teasing. He finally moves his hand down to grip himself tightly, angling himself to brush against her folds and without warning he plunges into her.

Gasping loudly, she wrap her arms around his neck and shoulders for support and throw her head back, banging it loudly. Her face become pale and traces of blood can be seen on his shaft. It's her first time with a man.

Alexander groans at the sensation of her being wrapped around him. It doesn’t take long for him to start moving, choosing a steady rhythm that has Emily pulling him closer into her.

His hand snakes up her side, lifting her night dress up and over her head and skillfully unhooking her bra behind her back. He seems to grow harder when she's finally exposed to him, his hand flying to her breasts, exploring the marks he left on them.

Alexander ’s movements stutter as he feels his high approaching, the feeling of you overtaking his senses. His free hand roams her body once more as he takes in everything that’s in front of him, the sight of Emily looking completely wrecked driving him closer to the finish line.

Emily breathlessly encourage him to cum in her and that’s the last straw before he’s stop and a hot streaks of liquid shoot from his tip. Emily can feel hot white substance in her and her tear felt.

She can hear the wet noises of him still pumping his slick member, milking himself dry of every last drop and watching as it splatters onto her smooth skin. He lets go of his shaft and rubs it against her ass cheeks, allowing her to feel his softening member as he rides out his high and catches his breath.

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