My Unwanted Billionaire

After a stressful week at work, I am on my way to Mr. Crawford’s house. Mr. Crawford is like a grandfather to me, and that’s why I see him a lot. I think that’s why Mr. Jason misunderstands our relationship. Speaking of Mr. Jason, I found out that he and Alex used to be best buddies. They had a falling out a few years ago, and nobody knows what happened. All everyone knows is that they hate each other, or rather Mr. Jason hates Alex. Alex claims to have no problems with Mr. Jason. I plan to still be friends with Alex even though Mr. Jason hates him or would kill me if he found out.

I arrive at Mr. Crawford’s house; I walk to the back where the pool is. I actually came today to use his pool.

“How are you doing today, dear,” Mr. Crawford says once I walk outside to the poolside. I told him I was coming to use his pool today, so he is here already waiting for me.

“I am good, and you?” I say, dropping my bag on the table beside the beach chair.

“I am also doing fine, dear, and how is work?”

“The same as always,” I say, walking to the pool to get in after taking off my clothes. I already had my bathing suit under my dress.

“That’s good, and I hope Jason is no longer making things difficult for you at the office.”

“No, he is not,” I say before I sink my head under the water.

“That’s good to hear,” I hear Mr. Crawford say before I fully sink into the water.

I am tanning in the sun when a shadow suddenly blocks the sun. I look up, and it’s Mr. Jason. When did he get here?

“Stand,” He says,

“Why?” I ask, sitting up

“Stand,” He says a little louder than before. I quickly stand up because he looks like he wants to have my head, and we all know how much I fear him.

He takes a towel from the chair beside me and wraps it around my body. “Don’t take it off until I am gone,” He says and walks towards Mr. Crawford.

I freeze in my spot as I try to make sense of what just happened. Why did he tie a towel on my body? I open the towel and look at my body, and I know my body is not bad to look at, so I wonder why he wants me to cover it.

The towel almost drops from my hands when I suddenly feel his arms go around my waist and pull me closer to him. “I said don’t take it off” He growls into my face, and I just stare at him, dumbfounded with his behavior. What is wrong with him today? When did he even walk back to me? I feel like I am losing my mind right now.

“Why,” I ask, and I feel my breath bounce back to me with how close we are. I am barely reaching his neck, so you can imagine how much stretching I am doing to meet his eyes.

“Haven’t you learned by now, Eleanor, that I don’t see the need to explain myself to you?” He says, and because I am short, his breath lands on my face, and I felt a shiver go down my spine with every word he said. “Don’t take it off,” He repeats and finally releases my body from his hold. I cast a breath I was holding as he walks away. Mr. Jason is starting to act very weirdly these days, and I wonder what is causing it.

Another day at the office, after a lovely but confusing weekend. It was nice because I spent my Saturday enjoying Mr. Crawford’s pool and confusing because of what Mr. Jason did. I plan to visit Amber today and talk to her about it. She was not free during the weekend, so I plan to speak to her today. I can’t get the way he behaved out of my head.

I am working by my desk as always when I hear footsteps walking towards me from the elevator. I wait patiently to see which of Mr. Jason’s bimbos is here today. I feel like walking to Vivienne’s office to call her so I can watch her drive them away like always. The bimbo that walks to my desk is not one of Mr. Jason’s, but it’s one I dislike very much.

“What are you doing here, Adeline,” I say once she arrives at my desk

“Hello Eleanor, how are you doing? I am sure you are doing well since you have the energy to fight me this afternoon, but I didn’t come to fight. I came here to speak to you about coming home.”

“You came to talk to me about coming home?” I say and release a fake laugh because I think Adeline is on crack this afternoon. I don’t know what makes her feel among all the people in this world; she can convince me to come back and live with her.

“Yes, your uncle misses you very much and would like for you to come back home.”

“I miss him too, but I won’t come back until you leave my house, and it’s not yours.”

“You can’t continue to make your Uncle suffer because of your problems with me. Just come back home, and we will try to settle our differences so that your Uncle can be happy,” Adeline says, and if I didn’t know her, I would actually believe she cares about my Uncle.

“Adeline, I know you don’t care about my Uncle and is only with him because you hate being alone. Why don’t you do us both a favor and just leave?”

“I can’t leave because I care about him, and I want him to be happy. That’s why I am here trying to fix things with you,” Adeline says, and I am about to speak but gets cut off when Mr. Jason’s office door opens, and he walks out talking to me.

“Eleanor, I need you to go over these files and have it ready for me in an hour,” Mr. Jason says and hands me the document in his hand.

“Ok, sir” I collect the documents from him and turn back to face Adeline to continue talking to her, but not surprising to me, her whole attention is on someone else.

“Hi, I am Adeline,” She says, smiling at Mr. Jason, who in return smirks.

“I am Jason; nice to see you,” He says and offers his hand for her to shake. She takes his hand and makes sure to take her time shaking it. “Have you had lunch?” Mr. Jason asks, not taking his eyes off Adeline.

“No, I haven’t,” Adeline also has her eyes glued to Mr. Jason

“Perfect, I hope you like steak,” Mr. Jason says, walking them to the elevator

“Who doesn’t like steak,” Adeline says as they enter the elevator.

Once they leave, I fall back on my chair due to the shock of what I just witnessed in front of me. I know Mr. Jason is a player but isn’t Adeline old for him. And Adeline was she not just blowing lies into my ears about how much she cares about my Uncle. I actually shouldn’t be surprised, and they both deserve each other. I should be happy she has found someone else to keep her busy instead of my Uncle.

Later in the day, after work, I head to Amber’s working place. I walk to the back; I have to enter through the back because the club is not open yet.

“Hello, cupcake,” Amber says cheerfully as she opens the back door for me

“Someone seems happy; may I know why,” I ask, walking into the club.

“No, you may not,” She says, smiling, and I wonder what is making Amber happy.

“I won’t push it because I know you will tell me when you are ready.”

“That’s why you are my best friend,” She says, still with the grin on her face as she wipes the counter of the bar wrongly because her mind is far from here.

“Who or whatever is making you happy should continue because I like you looking happy,” I say and take my seat on one of the bar stools

“Thank you, and what did you want to talk to me about?”

“I wanted to talk to you about my boss. He has been behaving really weird these days.”

“How?”

I tell her everything that has been happening from the jump day to the pool day. I also tell her how it all started after he mistook my ass for Vivienne’s.

“Your boss likes you,” Amber says, and I empty my drink on her face. “If you were not my friend, you would be dead for doing that,” Amber says and wipes my drink off her face.

“I am sorry, but you shocked me with your words. How can you say my boss likes me? He does not. If anything, he hates me with passion.”

“I know you guys started off on the wrong foot, but I don’t think he hates you anymore.”

“Amber, I just told you how he is always threatening me, and you are saying he likes me. Are you alright?”

“I am fine and maybe like is too much of a big word to use and describe his emotions towards you, but I am 100% sure your boss is attracted to you.”

“Really, you think Mr. Jason is attracted to me?” I ask surprisedNôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

“Yes, I do, and I also believe he hates that he is.”

“Why”

“Because, as you said, he hates you.”

“I don’t understand.”

“He hates you, but he is not blind.”

“Hmmm, but I don’t think that is why he is behaving weird” I know all the times he acted weird it had something to do with my body, but I can’t see the possibility of Mr. Jason been attracted to me.

“You might not see it, but I believe so, and you have a visitor,” Ambers says and points behind me.

“Who?” I say, turning around

“Hello, mushroom,” Uncle Jack says with a soft smile.