The boss offered me a profitable deal. All I need to do is pretend that we live together and are preparing to become happy parents.
Nothing complicated, right? But only at first glance.
And why does he remind me of someone?
***
“What’s the term?” my employer looks at me strictly.
Automatically, I cover my belly with my palms.
It seems the maid’s uniform didn’t manage to hide signs of my pregnancy.
“Trust me, pregnancy doesn’t interfere. At all! I can handle it.”
He silently studies me, walking around me, thinking.
On my last breath, I ask in a trembling voice:
“I really need this job. Please…”
“I won’t fire you. On the contrary, I’ll raise your pay.”
“And what’s the price?” I tense up, knowing free cheese only happens in a mousetrap.
“You’ll become my pregnant one.”
“Hey, I don’t play these games!”
“Stop, you’re stupid. It’s not what you think… On a rental basis!”