My Unwanted Billionaire

Amber and I are at the mall shopping. I know Mr. Jason would disapprove of the places I bought my clothes from today. As much as I like the store, he sent me too. I can’t go there to buy my everyday clothes.

After shopping for a few hours, Amber and I head to the food court to find something to eat.

“You seemed distracted while we were shopping. What is on your mind?” Amber says while eating her food. We ordered our food a few minutes ago and are seated eating.

“I was thinking of Mr. Jason while we were shopping. That’s why I was distracted. His new weird behavior these days is making me go crazy. I can’t stop wondering what is causing him to behave the way he does these days.”

“How is he behaving?”

I tell Amber all the weird things Mr. Jason has been doing or saying to me these past few weeks.

“Everything you just told me proves my point from last time. Your boss likes you.”

“Amber, I can’t believe how horrible I just told you he is making my life. You still think he likes me.”

“Okay, if he doesn’t like you, explain to me why I am seeing your boss in the shop across from here with a lady who looks a lot like you.”

“What did you just say?” I ask surprised

“Turn around and see for yourself,” She says, and I turn. I see Mr. Jason in a jewelry shop, and Amber is right about the lady he is with. She looks a lot like me. The same blue eyes and blonde hair we could even pull off as twins. I also think he likes buying jewelry for women, and that store is his favorite. It is the same store I saw him in when I came to the mall with Vivienne.

“Just because she looks like me does not mean he likes me.”

“Maybe it doesn’t to you, but the way he is looking at her tells me he has already ripped her clothes off and is fucking her in his head. Which is what he wishes to do to you.”

“How can you tell that from his eyes,” I ask, surprised

“I don’t know. Maybe it’s because I have seen that look in men’s eyes a lot. Do you believe me now that your boss likes you?”

“Unfortunately, I don’t because Amber he does not treat me like someone who has feelings for me. If anything, I think the man hates me more, and I don’t know why.”

“Okay, maybe again I have chosen the wrong words, but that lady in the shop across from us tells me. He wants to fuck you and badly. For him to get a surrogate just shows how desperate he is.”

“It could be purely coincidental that she looks like me.”

“It could be, but I doubt it is.”

“It does not even matter if he likes me or not. I don’t like him, so it’s not relevant if he does.”

“So you will like to tell yourself.”

“What do you mean,” I ask, confused

“Eleanor, even a baby knows you like your boss.”

“No, I don’t.”

“Maybe you don’t know it yet, but you also want to jump his bones.”

“No, that’s not possible,” I say as images of Mr. Jason shirtless fill my head. I remember that night that he asked me to scream for him. That was one weird sexy moment between us.

“If it’s not possible, then why the hell are you blushing,” She says, with a smug smile on her face.

“I am not blushing,” I say, patting my cheeks to make them stop being red. I am sure I am blushing because I was thinking about Mr. Jason’s amazing body.

“You don’t have to lie to me. Even I would fuck a man like him,” She says, smiling as she stares at Mr. Jason in the store across.

“Mr. Jason is an attractive man, but it does not mean I want to have sex with him.”

“Yes, you are right; just because he is sexy does not necessarily mean you would want to have sex with him, but in your case, you do.”

“I don’t” I don’t want to believe I do because the only thing I want to feel towards Mr. Jason is hatred.

“You can tell yourself that, but very soon, you will realize I am right.”

“No, I won’t,” I say, turning around to look at Mr. Jason. I stare at him, wondering if Amber is right. Could I really like him and want to have sex with him. I know for sure I don’t like him but about wanting to have sex with him. I don’t know if I am honest with myself about that.

On Monday, I went to work with what Amber said about wanting to sleep with Mr. Jason still floating in my head. I walk into Mr. Jason’s office to give him his morning coffee, as always. As I walk closer to his desk, I can’t stop myself and admire him as he works. He looks sexy as he concentrates on the documents in front of him. I place the coffee on his desk. I look at his face, and words can’t even describe his magnificent face. The one thing I notice most on his face is his lips. They are the perfect size, pink and plump, and waiting for me to kiss them. I can’t believe I just imagined kissing him.

“Eleanor!” Mr. Jason yells, breaking me free from my trance of admiring him.

“Yes, sir,” I say, removing my eyes from his lips.

“Where is your head at this morning?” He says, and I look at him confused. Why is he asking me that? “Look at what you did?” He says, pointing to the table.

I look down at his table, and my eyes widen as I see what I did. I poured the coffee on his table while placing the cup down. If not that Mr. Jason anticipated it, I would have also poured the coffee on him.

“I am sorry, sir, I am so sorry, sir,” I repeat multiple times. I hope he doesn’t kill me. I poured the coffee on a few documents on his desk. I can’t believe I let myself get so lost in my thoughts and made such a horrible mistake.

“Clean it up and pray that no important document was damaged,” He says, annoyed.

“I will clean it immediately, sir,” I say and run to his restroom to get a tissue.

I run back out once I have enough tissue in my hands. I use the tissue to clean the coffee off his table and carefully damp it on his documents to clean them. I am so lucky only one document got damaged by the coffee. I just have to pray that the paper that got destroyed is not an important one. While I am still trying to make an effort to clean his desk, the following words from Mr. Jason’s mouth make me wish I didn’t come to work today.

“Eleanor, get your ass out of my face,” Mr. Jason says, annoyed. My hands freeze on the table. Oh my God, I can’t believe I forgot he was sitting down behind me.

To clean the coffee quickly, I walked over to Mr. Jason’s side of his desk to clean it. He moved back to avoid the coffee spilling on him but was still seated close to his desk.

“I apologize, sir,” I say, walking over to the other side.

I clean all the coffee off his desk, files and walk out of his office faster than I ever have. I was embarrassed that I put my big ass in his face. What made it worse was that he had to tell me to remove it. I feel like dying right now.

I also realized that I was right when I told Amber Mr. Jason does not want to have sex with me because if he was attracted to me, he wouldn’t complain about my ass in his face.

I worked late today, but this time it was not because Mr. Jason punished me. I just had a lot to do in the office today. Maybe because it is Monday and all the work I didn’t finish on Friday was carried over today.

I am trying to find a taxi to take home, but I am having problems finding a cab. Buses are not available anymore by now. I am about to order an uber but stop once black BMW parks in front of me. I wait for the driver to roll down the window, and I am not surprised who the driver is. He is the only one who can afford such an expensive car and work in the same building as I.

“Get in,” Mr. Jason says

“Thank you, sir,” I say, getting into the car. He must have noticed me stranded on the road. It’s so nice of him to help me. He might hate me, but he sure does have manners.

“Take the files from the back seat. I want you to proofread all of them and email them to me before 11a. m tomorrow. I forgot to give them to you before you left,” He says, and all my words about him having manners fly out the window. He is taking me home because he wanted to give me the documents, not to give me a lift home.

“Okay, sir,” I say, carrying the files from the back seat.Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

The documents are not much, and I am grateful for that. I will work on them first thing tomorrow morning before I go to work.