My Unwanted Billionaire

Jason and I are on our way to my house. Andrew came back with a dress for me an hour later after our conversation.

“What are you doing today?” Jason asks while driving

“Nothing, why do you ask.”

“I am going to see grandfather, and I thought you might want to come with me.”

“Of course, you don’t even have to ask. Mr. Crawford is my friend.”

“I know, but you will be going to see him as my girlfriend today. It’s different.”

“You want to tell your grandfather that we are dating. Are you sure that’s a good idea?”

“Why won’t it be a good idea?”

“Because he hired me to be your secretary, not to become your girlfriend.”

“So you think,” Jason says, chuckling

“What do you mean?”

“Have you ever wondered why grandfather went through great lengths to make you my secretary?”

“I have. I could never figure out why. Do you know why?”

“I do, and the reason would surprise you.”

“Tell me”

“He wanted me to fall for you. He wants you to be his granddaughter-in-law.”All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“I don’t believe you. Mr. Crawford could not have made me your secretary just because of that.”

“He did, and it worked because I am head over heels for you now,” He says, smiling, lacing his free hand that is not on the steering wheels with mine on my thigh.

“I don’t know how I feel about what you just told me” I actually don’t know how to feel about what Mr. Crawford did. I don’t know if I should be angry or hurt. I am just confused because what he did is not bad, but I wish he told me. I don’t know what I would have done if he told me, but I think it would have been better if I knew.

“Don’t overthink it. He just wanted the best for his grandson, and he knew the only way he could make me fall for someone as amazing as you is if you were close to me.” Jason says, and a blush creeks on my cheeks. He has been very open towards his feelings for me since we spoke this morning. I wonder if I will get used to being showered praises from him.

“I won’t, and you don’t seem angry about it” I expect Jason to be angry at his grandfather for what he did.

“I am not because he chose the most wonderful woman on this earth for me.”

“Thank you,” I say, smiling

“You don’t have to thank me. It’s the truth.”

I shower and change my clothes before we go over to Mr. Crawford’s place. I put on a yellow flower print summer dress with puff sleeves.

“What do you think?” I ask Jason as I walk out of my room. He is always making comments about my outfit, and since we are going to see Mr. Crawford today as his girlfriend, I want to make sure he likes what I am wearing.

“You look beautiful as always,” He says, walking towards me

“Thank you. We can go,” I say, walking towards the door.

“You’re welcome. Why did you ask me how you looked? You never do that,” Jason asks, walking over to his car. He opens the passenger door for me.

“Thank you,” I say, getting into the car. “I asked you because you always have something to say about my outfit. I am going to Mr. Crawford as your girlfriend, so I want to make sure you don’t have a problem with what I am wearing.”

“Did I comment on your clothes that much for you to feel the need to ask me?” He asks, buckling his seat belt.

“You did”

“I am sorry. I just love to see the woman special to me with the best quality of clothes. I didn’t mean to insult you when I commented on your clothes. I know my tone and way of saying things always give that off, but I didn’t mean to. I am sorry.”

“It’s fine. It’s all in the past.”

“You are so amazing. You forgave someone as fucked up as me. I don’t deserve you,” Jason says, staring at me with those caramel eyes of his that I love. I can see the sincerity and admiration in his eyes towards me. I have no doubt this man is head over heels for me the more I stare into his eyes. I don’t know what to say, so I just smile at him. “Let’s go,” He says, starting the car after giving my lips a little peck.

“Hi, Mr. Crawford,” I say, walking into the gardens at Mr. Crawford’s place. Jason and I just arrived.

“Eleanor, how are you doing? I can’t remember the last time I saw you,” Mr. Crawford says, closing the book in his hand.

“I know, forgive me for that. I am good. How about you.”

“It’s fine, and I am also doing good.”

“Hello, grandfather,” Jason says, walking into the gardens

“Jason, you are here also. Did you guys come together?” Mr. Crawford asks. I walked into the gardens before Jason.

“Yes, we did,” Jason says, lacing our fingers together

“Finally,” Mr. Crawford says, smiling.

“I told you,” Jason whispers into my ears.

“I can’t believe you were right,” I whisper back.

“How long have you both been dating?” Mr. Crawford asks as Jason, and I take our seat on a bench in the gardens

“A month or so”

“That’s nice. Jason, could you go in and tell Kassie to make lunch for three people now that Eleanor is joining us.”

“Sure,” He says, standing up. “I will be back shortly,” He says, pecking my cheeks before he walks away.

“I can see he really likes you.”

“You can,” I say, smiling.

“Anyone can. I want to tell you something important.”

“I am listening.”

“Jason does not have a good history with women, but when he is serious about one lady. He is serious about her.”

I didn’t expect him to say that. I don’t know what to say. I just smile and nod my head. I know Jason is a player, so he should not worry about me not trusting him. We already handled that this morning. I am not saying I 100% trust Jason but I have hope that he will be faithful to me.

Jason and I are on our way back to my house to drop me off. We spent the whole afternoon with Mr. Crawford. We had lunch together while talking about random things.

“Eleanor,” Jason says,

“Yes,” I say, turning away from the window to look at him.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Yes, what would you like to ask me?”

“Spend the weekend with me.”

“Oh,” I was not expecting him to ask me that. I am a little taken back that he did.

“I promise to be on my best behavior. I won’t do something you won’t want me too” I am sure he is talking about forcing me to sleep with him. I am not worried about that.

“I am not worried about you doing anything I am not comfortable with. I was not just expecting that question. I would love to spend the weekend with you.”

“Thank you.” He says, smiling

“You’re welcome,” I say, smiling back.

Once we arrive at my house, I walk inside to get some clothes for my weekend at Jason’s place. We are going to his beach house, so I throw some swimming suit into my luggage. I don’t know if I will go for a swim while we are there, but it’s better to have one than not to. Once I am done packing, I walk out of my bedroom and join Jason to be on our way.

“Wow, this place is beautiful,” I say, walking into Jason’s beach house.

“I know,” Jason says, walking in with my bag in his hand. We did not stop by his house to get him clothes because he already has clothes here.

“The sunset must be to die for from here,” I say while standing on the deck.

“It is, and I can’t wait to witness it with you,” Jason says, hugging me from behind.

“Me too,” I say, turning around to face him.

By nightfall, Jason and I had watched the sunset together. It was nice watching it in his arms. I missed being in his arms. I am in the kitchen about to make dinner for us. I walk over to the living room to ask Jason what he would like to eat. I find him on a call, so I wait for him to finish before I ask him. While standing close to him, waiting, he gestures for me to come closer. I move closer to him, he pulls me down to his lap. A smile spreads across my face as I get comfortable on his lap. Things are finally going back to the way they were. I am so happy we worked things out.

“What is it, honey?” Jason asks once he is done with his call.

“I wanted to ask you what you wanted to eat for dinner,” I say, wrapping my arms around his neck.

“Anything you make is fine with me, and if you don’t feel like cooking anywhere you pick would also be fine with me.”

“How does gnocchi sound for dinner?”

“Perfect”

“Alright, dinner would be ready in an hour or two,” I say, getting up from his lap.

“Do you need help?”

“Yes, I do” I am surprised he is offering to help.

“You look surprised.”

“I am,” I say, walking into the kitchen

“Why?” He asks, following me into the kitchen

“You don’t seem like the type who would help a lady in the kitchen.”

“Really, and why is that?”

“You don’t respect women, so I would assume you believe a woman’s job is to cook and the man is just supposed to eat and not help.”

“That’s not true. I respect women, and I can never be that shallow in this day and age.”

“You don’t respect women. If you did, you wouldn’t treat them the way you do.”

“The way I treat women does not have anything to do with respect. I respect you.”

“It does, and you respect me because you like me. If you didn’t like me, I don’t think you would respect me.”

“I believe I would”

“I disagree to agree.”

“Eleanor”

“Jason”

“You just hurt my feelings,” Jason says, placing his hand on his heart in a dramatic way, acting like he is hurt by my words.

“Oh, shut up,” I say, giggling at his dramatic behavior. This is a side of Jason I have never seen before. I never pictured him to be the playful type. I love this side of him. “I didn’t hurt your feelings by telling you I don’t believe you. Respect women,” I say, smiling

“You did, and you have to make it up to me.”

“I didn’t, and if I did, what would you want me to do to make it up to you.”

“You did, so you have to kiss me 100 times.”

“You are not serious,” I say, laughing

“I am, so kiss me.”

“Fine,” I say, smiling. I walk closer to him and seal my lips with him.