My Unwanted Billionaire

I step out of the shower and walk to my room to get ready to go to Jason’s house. We have a movie date at his house tonight. I am a little excited to see how nice his theatre room is. It’s been three or four weeks. I am not sure since Jason and I first kissed. Things have been great ever since our first official date. He has made me so happy these past few weeks. I never thought I could smile because of him. I thought I would never forgive him for the things he did to me, but I was wrong. He has shown me he is worthy of my forgiveness. I plan to tell him tonight that I have forgiven him and want to be with him.

Since we are not going anywhere and I am just going to be sitting down all night watching a movie. I decided to wear ripped white jeans with a navy blue flower printed blouse. Once I am done dressing, I walk outside to my car to be on my way. I tried to reason with Mr. Jason and give him back the car, but he refused. That man can be very stubborn at times.

I park my car in the underground parking lot of Mr. Jason’s apartment complex. I lock the car and walk to the elevator. I step out of the elevator once I arrive at the penthouse.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“Jason, I am here,” I say, walking into his house.

“I know, I heard the elevator ding,” Jason says, hugging me from behind. “How are you today?” He speaks into my hair. It’s Saturday, so we haven’t seen all day.

“I’m good, and you?” I say, turning around in his arms to face him

“Good because you are here now,” He says and softly pecks my lips. He removes his hand from around my waist and walks us to his movie theater room.

The movie theater room is as I imagined. A massive TV, if that can even be called a TV in front, and comfortable couches across from it.

“Would you like something to drink?” Jason asks,

“No, I’m fine,” I say, taking my seat on the couch

“Alright, make yourself comfortable. I will be back in a few minutes with popcorn,” He says and walks out.

“Okay,” I say, adjusting myself on the couch.

Jason comes back a few minutes later with popcorn and a glass of brandy for himself. He joins me on the couch and plays the movie. He wraps his arms around me, and I rest my head on his chest. It feels so nice to be in his arms. We are watching the hitman’s wife’s bodyguard. I picked the movie. Jason is not really the movie type, so he is okay with anything I choose.

Halfway through the movie, I feel something tickling my neck. I am about to use my hand to move it away when I feel Jason’s lips there. Jason turns me to face him and captures my lips in a passionate kiss.

He lifts me off the couch and makes me straddle him. I kiss him back with the same passion he is kissing me with. His hands grab my ass and squeeze hard. His lips leave my mouth and continue to kiss me down my shoulders to my chest. I am wearing a deep v neck top, so my whole upper chest is open. I feel his lips close to my cleavage, but before he can get to it, he stops. He makes me lie down on the couch, and he gets on top of me. He brings his lips back to mine as his hands go into my shirt. He cups my right breast. He squeezes it, making me feel pleasure as heat starts to pool in between my legs. He does the same to my left breast. I feel his hand at the edge of my waist and about to lift my shirt. I come to my senses about what is about to happen between Jason and I. I quickly place my hands on his to stop him before things get out of hand.

“Jason,” I say against his lips.

“Is something wrong?” He asks, releasing my lips from his. He is still on top of me. One of his knees is in between my legs while the other is at my side.

“I need to tell you something,” I say, placing my hands on his chest to give him a hint to get off me. He understands and gets off me. I sit up straight after he gets off me.

“What do you want to tell me?”

“I am not ready,” I say, biting my lips. I have a feeling he is not going to take this well. We only recently started dating. I am not ready to have sex with him. I have never had sex before, and I am not even 100% sure he wants me for me or my body. It will take a while before I can know for sure that I won’t regret opening my legs to him.

“You are not ready?”

“Yes”

“Why? Are you still angry with me? I thought you had forgiven me.”

“It’s not because I am angry with you. I have forgiven you. I was even going to tell you tonight that I want to be with you.”

“Then why don’t you want to sleep with me. We have been going out for a month.”

“I have never done it before.”

“You are joking,” He says, with disbelieve in his eyes

“No, I am not.”

“How is that possible? Have you looked at yourself in the mirror?”

“I don’t date a lot.”

“Oh”

“Yes”

“How long do you plan to wait before you think I am worthy?”

“I don’t know.”

“Hmm”

“I hope it won’t be a problem between us.”

“Oh, no, it won’t.”

“Thank you,” I say, smiling. I am happy he understands. I was actually worried he was going to say he couldn’t be with me. He is a player, so I expected him to say he can’t be celibate while dating me. I am so happy he took it well.

On Monday, I went to work feeling happy as always these days. I park my car in the parking lot and walk inside.

I knock on Jason’s door before entering.

“Good morning,” I say, placing his coffee on his desk. He does not say anything back and just hums at me in response. His eyes are also glued to the papers in front of him. Maybe he does not know it’s me. I walk over to him, but before I can reach him, he stops me.

“Eleanor, get me the blue file from the top shelf. The label on the file should be 2020 sales.”

“Okay,” I say, walking away from him to the bookshelf across his desk.

“Here you go, Mr. Jason,” I say, placing the file on his desk. I still make mistakes and call him Mr. Jason even when we are alone in the office. It’s hard because I need to call him Mr. Jason outside his office and call him Jason only inside his office. It’s not easy to remember all the time when it’s safe and not safe to call him by his first name. I wait for him to spank my ass, but he does not. That’s strange; he always spanks my ass when I call him Mr. Jason when we are alone. I think he didn’t hear me.

“Thank you. You may leave,” He says, stunning me with his words. I look at him, confused and shocked that he just asked me to leave his office. He didn’t say it in a harsh tone, so he is not angry with me, but I wonder why he asked me to leave. Not knowing what to do, I walk out of his office. Maybe something bad happened on Sunday or this morning to cause his behavior to be like this. I will ask him later, or hopefully, I won’t need to. He might be feeling better later.

It is lunchtime. I am waiting for Jason to text me to come downstairs to meet him so we can go for lunch. He had a meeting outside the office, so he is not in. Once my phone dings with the notification tone I specially put for Jason. I quickly carry my purse and walk to the elevator. I step out of the elevator once it reaches the ground floor and walk outside.

I stand outside, but I can’t see Jason’s car anywhere. Is he waiting for me in the parking lot? I pick up my phone to text him. Once my face unlocks my phone, I realize why his car is not here. We are not having lunch together. He is still at his meeting. That’s what his text reads. I should have read his text before coming down. Jason has not missed lunch with me at work since we started going out, so I did not expect him to cancel. Things with Jason have been really weird today. I hope nothing is wrong.