My Unwanted Billionaire

It’s been two weeks since Jason and I came back to LA. Things have been great between us. I have been happier than ever these past few weeks. I just wish things continue to go this way for us.

“Eleanor, great, you are still here,” Jason says, walking to my desk. He just stepped out of his office.

“Do you need something?” Vivienne and I are supposed to be on our way to lunch. I am not eating lunch today with Jason. Vivienne invited me to have lunch with her.

“I need you to make a list of the five top architectural firms that are best for remodeling office spaces.”

“Oh, okay. I will have it ready an hour after lunch or sooner.”

“You can take your time,” He says, walking to the elevator. He is meeting up with Evan for lunch.

“Jason,” I say, stopping him in his tracks

“Yes,” He says, turning around to face me

“If you don’t mind me asking, why are you remodeling your office?” Jason’s office does not need remodeling. I wonder why he is remodeling it.

“I just feel like doing it.”Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“Really, no other reason.”

“Nope, no other reason.”

“Alright,” I find it a little odd that he just wants to remodel his office because he feels like it. Maybe there is a reason, and he does not want to tell me. I wonder why he won’t want to tell me the real reason. I doubt it is something that can make me angry with him. It’s just the remodeling of an office; I don’t understand why he would hide the reason from me. Anyways I shouldn’t bother myself about it. If he wants to tell me, he will tell me, and if he does not, there is no need to make a big deal about it.

While at lunch with Vivienne, I can’t help myself and ask her if she knows why Jason is remodeling his office. I know it’s not a big deal, but something in my heart keeps telling me it is.

“Jason plans to remodel his office. I asked him why he didn’t tell me. I find it a little odd that he didn’t tell me why he wants to remodel his office. Do you happen to know the reason?” I say after I finish swallowing the huge bite I took out of my subway sandwich.

Jason and Vivienne are still good friends. I know you might be wondering how I am comfortable with that knowing their history. I am comfortable with them being friends because I trust Jason, and Vivienne is also in love with Uncle Jack. She might not have told me or said it to Uncle Jack, but I can see it in her eyes whenever she is with him. I even feel like she is scared to tell him. I understand why she would because even I don’t know if Uncle Jack loves her. I know he has deep feelings for her, but I don’t know if he loves her yet.

“Yes, I do.”

“Really, he told you the reason,” I say, shocked Jason would tell Vivienne and not me.

“Yes, he did.”

“I can’t believe he would tell you, but he won’t tell me,” I say, feeling sad about what Jason did.

“Eleanor, it’s not like he wants to hide it from you. He feels embarrassed to tell you the reason.”

“Embarrassed? I don’t understand. What possible reason could Jason be remodeling his office?” I ask, confused and curious to understand how the reason he is remodeling his office would make him feel embarrassed.

“Maybe embarrassed is the wrong choice of words. He just feels it’s better you don’t know until it’s done.”

“Hmmm, I am truly curious to know the reason.”

“Don’t worry. In a few weeks, you will find out.”

“Okay, and how are things with Uncle Jack. I haven’t seen him these past few days since I have been spending the night at Jason’s place” Since Jason and I started having sex, I started spending more time at his place.

“He is fine. He misses you around the house,” She says, smiling while looking lost in her thoughts. She must be thinking about Uncle Jack. The mere mention of his name has her daydreaming.

“You are in love with him,” I blurt out without thinking

“No, I don’t,” She says, looking down so I won’t see the blush on her cheeks.

“I am happy you do. He needs someone to love him after everything he has been through in the hands of love.”

“Is it that obvious?” She asks, biting her lips in nervousness.

“Not really, but I can tell.”

“Do you think he loves me back?”

“I swear, I don’t know, but if he hasn’t, I can bet it’s only a matter of time before he does.”

“I hope he does. I am in love with your Uncle, and I wish he would love me back.”

“Me too”

“Do you know something, Eleanor?”

“No, tell me.”

“I thought I loved Jason and would only love him for the rest of my life until I met your Uncle. I didn’t even think I could fall in love again after all the heartbreaks I had in my life. I am so grateful to have met your Uncle.”

“I am happy you feel this way.”

“I know I am not the first choice in the woman you wish to see end up with your Uncle, but I promise to make him happy for the rest of his life.”

“Oh, Vivienne, your words are going to make me cry,” I say, feeling tears of joy threatening to fall because of how much love Vivienne has for my Uncle. I have dreamt of the day that someone would love my Uncle the way he loves other people. I am so happy he finally found someone.

“Please don’t cry; I don’t want Jason to have my head if we go back to the office and your eyes are swollen,” Vivienne says, wiping away a teardrop that fell from her eyes.

“Okay, I won’t,” I say, smiling as I push back the tears.

Vivienne and I finish eating our lunch. We are walking out of the subway restaurant when someone halts me in my steps when they speak to me.

“Hello, Eleanor,” A feminine voice says from behind me. The voice sounds familiar, but I can’t remember where I know it from

“Christine,” Vivienne says, shocked to see her.

“Hello, Christine,” I say, turning around to face Jason’s ex-wife.

“How are you both doing today?” She says, smiling

“We are doing great. I can’t remember the last time I saw you. How are you doing? I hope you are doing fine,” Vivienne says. Vivienne had just started working for Jason the time he was married to Christine. She knows her, but she does not know why they had a divorce.

“I am doing fine, Vivienne. I can’t believe you still work for Jason. I am sure it must not have been easy,” Christine says

“Yeah, it wasn’t, but it was worth it,” Vivienne says

“That’s good to hear.” “Eleanor”

“Yes”

“Do you mind setting up a meeting for me with Jason tomorrow? I lost my phone with his number on it, so I can’t call him to do it myself. I am sure you can do it since you are his secretary.”

I don’t know if it’s my ear, but I felt like she put pressure on the word secretary. I find it odd that she is not asking me to tell Jason because I am his girlfriend rather because I am his secretary. Also, how did she know I was Jason’s secretary? The day we met, Jason didn’t introduce me as his secretary. I wonder how she knows.

“Sure, I will let him know. You can give me your number so I can inform you when he can meet up with you,” I say, handing her my phone. I also wonder why she didn’t just ask for Jason’s number. It’s like she wants me to set up the meeting by all means.

“Sure,” She says, collecting my phone from my hand. “I will be expecting your call, goodbye,” She says, handing me back my phone.

“Bye”

Once Vivienne and I are back at the office, I walk to Jason’s to find out if he is back also. He should be. He told me he was on his way back before Vivienne and I left the restaurant. I knock on his door and wait for him to tell me to enter.

“Come in,” Jason says from inside his office.

I turn the doorknob and walk inside. I find him on the phone while looking at some documents in front of him. I walk over to the seat in front of his desk to sit down and wait for him to finish with the person on the phone, but before my butt can touch the chair, he gestures for me to come towards him.

I walk over to him and stand beside him. He pulls me down to his lap. I don’t protest like I used to and get comfortable in his lap. I used to be worried about what people would say if they found out I was dating Jason. I don’t care anymore. After his charity event, everyone found out we were dating, and no one made me feel uncomfortable at work since we got back. I was worried for nothing.

“Hello, love,” Jason says after he hangs up the phone. He wraps his arms around me and pulls me closer to his chest.

“Hi,” I say, smiling.

These days Jason started calling me love. Every time he says it, I can’t help myself and wonder if Jason feels love for me. I know I am already falling in love with him, but I don’t know if he is. I know it’s not going to be easy for someone like him to fall in love again, and I understand. I don’t plan to rush him into telling me his feelings. That’s why I won’t tell him about mine that is growing for him every day.

“How was lunch with Vivienne?”

“It was good. We met someone.”

“Who”

“Your ex-wife”

“Oh”

“Yes, and she asked me to set up a meeting for you guys.”

“Oh,”

“Why do you keep saying ‘oh’ only?”

“I don’t know; what do you want me to say”

“I don’t know either, but something better than ‘oh'”

“Alright, it’s nice she wants to meet up with me. You can find time in my schedule and squeeze her in if you are okay with me meeting her”

“Why wouldn’t I be okay with it?”

“I don’t know. Maybe you might not like the idea of my ex-wife wanting to meet up with me.”

“Oh”

“Yes,”

“I am fine with it” I am actually not worried about Christine wanting to meet Jason. They have been divorced for 13 years. I don’t feel like I have anything to worry about, and the fact that she left him is also why I am not bothered by it.

“That’s good; you could even set her up for lunch tomorrow.”

“Alright, I will.”