My Unwanted Billionaire

It’s been a few hours since the morning incident. Since then, I haven’t seen or spoken to Mr. Jason, and I am more than grateful for that. I am getting ready to go out and have lunch with Evan. He called earlier and said he would be around the area, so he wanted to meet up for lunch.

I am standing up from my chair when I knock a file off my desk mistakenly. I bend under to pick it up, and while lifting my head, someone speaks to me.

“Where are you going?” Vivienne asks. She must have seen my handbag on the table and guessed I was going out for lunch. I always keep my purse under my desk during working hours. I also hardly go out for lunch. I usually eat lunch here at the office. We have a cafeteria, and the food is not bad.

“I have a lunch date,” I say, lifting my head from under the table. The glare Mr. Jason sends my way as he stands in front of his office makes me want to pee my pants. What did I say wrong now?

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“It’s not that type of lunch date. We are just two friends eating together” I pray Mr. Jason believes me because I don’t want him to think I have a lunch date with Alex. I feel like slapping my mouth right now. Why did I have to say lunch date? I could have just said lunch.

Vivienne is about to reply, but Mr. Jason cuts her off

“Eleanor, come with me,” He says and walks to the elevator. Dragging my feet, I follow him. God, please, what does he want now.

“Do you need something, sir?” I ask before he enters the elevator.

“No, I don’t need anything. you are coming with me for lunch.”

“Sir, I already have plans for lunch. Do you mind if you go alone” I know it’s not business-related why he wants me to come with him for lunch, so I try to talk my way out of it.

“I don’t care. You are coming with me to lunch,” He says and grabs my hand. He pulls me inside the elevator with him.

“Sir, I already made plans to have lunch with Evan” I try to wiggle my hand out of his hold, but he only tightens his grip.

“Wow,” He says, throwing me to the wall. I feel a slight sting as my back hits the wall of the elevator. “After what I told you this morning, you still have the guts to lie to my face,” He says, banging the place above my head in anger.

“I am not lying, Mr. Jason, see,” I say, shaking in fear because of how angry he is right now. I don’t even understand why he gets so mad about anything male-related to me. I show him my conversation with Evan on my phone.

“I don’t care. From now on, you only eat lunch with me,” He says, walking out of the elevator as it has arrived on the first floor.

I release a breath of relief as he leaves, but it is short-lived because not more than two seconds later. He comes back and drags me out of the elevator. He makes me sit down at the back with him. Once we are seated, he asks Andrew to drive us to the nearest restaurant.

While on our way to the restaurant, I use this time to text Evan and tell him I won’t be able to have lunch with him. I lie to him that Mr. Jason and I have a lunch meeting with a client.

“Get down,” Mr. Jason says to me while I am using my phone.

“Have we arrived?” I ask, looking out the window. I was so busy using my phone that I didn’t realize we had already reached the restaurant.

“If we haven’t arrived, why would I ask you to get down?” He says, sounding annoyed. I don’t say anything and just step out of the car. I roll my eyes at him before he steps out of the vehicle.

He walks into the restaurant, and I follow after him.

“Good day, what can I get for you today,” A handsome-looking waiter says once he arrives at our table. I wait for Mr. Jason to order first before I order.

The waiter winks at me before he leaves, and a blush creeps on my cheeks because of it. I am avoiding eye contact with Mr. Jason because this is the first time we are having just lunch together. It’s always a lunch meeting. I can feel his deadly eyes staring at me. I think it’s best to avoid looking at him, but Mr. Jason thinks otherwise.

He suddenly grabs my free arm on the table and pulls me close to him. “If I ever see you blush or smile because of another guy in front of me. I will make sure you never smile again in your life,” He threatens loud in my ear. I can feel his nails digging into my skin, and his eyes are glaring at me with a murderous look. What is wrong with Mr. Jason? I don’t understand his behavior today.

“Ok, sir,” I say and make my face stern like his.

We eat in silence, and the whole lunch, my mind is far from here. Mr. Jason is turning into something else these days, and I don’t know what.

It’s the weekend today; I am on my way to Mr. Crawford’s ranch with Evan. Evan invited me to visit his grandfather’s ranch with him. Since we couldn’t meet up that day, we decided to meet up during the weekend. Amber is also in the car with Evan and me. I was at Amber’s place when he picked me up, and surprisingly, he invited her to come along with us. And what was even more shocking was the fact that she agreed.

I am so happy today that I don’t have to see Mr. Jason’s face. I even asked Evan if he might come to the ranch, but he said the possibility of him coming is low. I really don’t want to see him today. The weekend is the only day I get away from him.

“Eleanor, have you ever ridden a horse before,” Evan asks, stepping out of the car after parking.

“No, I haven’t, but Amber has,” I say, also stepping out of the car.

“Really, I am not surprised,” Evan says

“Why aren’t you surprised,” Amber asks before I can.

“No reason. Let’s go to the stables,” He says, leading the way.

Evan shows us all the beautiful horses in the stables owned by Mr. Crawford. We walk out of the stable with Evan’s horse that Mr. Crawford gifted him when I see the devil stroking a beautiful horse, looking ready to go on a ride.

“I thought you said he was not coming,” I whisper to Evan

“I said the chances are low, not impossible, and why are you whispering,” Evan says, looking at me confused. I don’t want Mr. Jason to know I am here, and that’s why I am whispering.

“No reason” I see him about to mount his horse, and I start celebrating in my head that I might actually have a lovely time today without Mr. Jason ruining it, or so I thought.

“Eleanor, I didn’t know you were coming today,” Mr. Crawford says, walking towards us at the entrance of the stables where Evan and I are standing with Amber.

Amber has a horse with her, which she is going to ride alongside Evan. Mr. Jason hears his grandfather say my name and stops mounting his horse. He sees me and starts walking towards us with his horse. Mr. Crawford found out that Evan and I were friends during his white party. Evan attended the party too.

“Neither did I,” Mr. Jason says, staring at me with a blank expression on his face. I can’t tell if he is angry or not that I am here.

“I thought it would be nice to spend the day around the ranch and maybe ride a few horses together,” Evan says.

“That’s so nice of you, Evan.”

“You both might as well make her a Crawford then,” Mr. Jason says.

I can’t believe even after all these months, he still thinks I am after his money. This man has some serious issues.

“Excuse me?” Evan asks, confused. Evan does not know that Mr. Jason believes I am after his position as CEO and his grandfather’s money.

“Don’t mind him, Evan, and I am happy to see that at least one of my grandsons gets along well with Eleanor.”

“Of course you will because you already treat her like one of us,” Mr. Jason says

“What are you talking about, Jason,” Evan asks, and Mr. Jason is about to reply, but his grandfather cuts him off.

“Enough about that, Eleanor. Have you ever ridden on a horse before” Mr. Crawford says, trying to change the subject which I am grateful for.”

“No, I haven’t. Evan was about to take me on his horse before you arrived”

“Oh, that’s wonderful. Evan is an excellent rider, so you have nothing to worry about.”

“I guessed as much.”

“I will leave you guys to enjoy yourself. I just came to check on the place. See you later, dear,” He says, walking away.

“Bye, Mr. Crawford,” I say before he walks away.

“Alright, let’s get you on the horse,” Evan says, mounting his horse. He instructs me on how to climb, and he also has his hand out to help me get on with ease.

I place my legs in the stirrup, and I am about to hold Evan’s hand so he can scoop me up when suddenly someone’s hands wrap around my waist and lifts me off the ground with ease. Mr. Jason places me on his horse. When did he mount his horse, and why am I on his horse? God, this is not how I wanted to spend my Saturday.

“Eleanor would take a ride with me instead,” Mr. Jason says, riding his horse away with me on it before anyone can say anything.