My Unwanted Billionaire

Today is Saturday; I am dressed and waiting for Mr. Jason to arrive. I don’t know if what I am wearing is appropriate for where we are going since he didn’t tell me. I am wearing a silk-like mini wrap dress. I hope it’s okay for where ever we are going too. My phone vibrating in my lap brings me back from my thoughts. I check and see it’s Mr. Jason calling. He must be here. I pick up my handbag from the coffee table and walk to the door.

I step outside and see Mr. Jason dressed very differently from his usual suit. This is the second time I am seeing him dressed casually. He is wearing a grey short-sleeved t-shirt that shows off his biceps and a pair of brown pants. He takes off his shades as I walk closer to him.

“You must be dreaming if you think I would allow you to wear that,” He says once I am in front of him.

“What’s wrong with my dress?”

“Are you really asking me what’s wrong with it?”

“Yes”

“It’s too short.”

“You want me to change because it’s short” I am not surprised at all; that is his reason.

“Yes,”

“I don’t want too” I know I might not win this fight, but I don’t feel like backing down just yet.

“You have to. Every man there is going to be able to see your ass, and it’s for my eyes only.”

Oh my God, I can’t believe he is claiming ownership over my ass. Mr. Jason never ceases to amaze me.

“Here we go again with what’s yours. My bum is mine and not yours.”

“I know that, but you still need to change even if I don’t want you to wear it. The place we are going to, it’s best you wear jeans.”

“Where are we going that it’s best I wear jeans?” I wonder where Mr. Jason could take me that my outfit is not suitable, regardless of it being short. It’s not even that short. Mr. Jason always exaggerates how my outfits are.

“You will find out once you are done changing.”

“Still not going to tell me where you are taking me.”

“You already know the answer to that.”

“Okay, no problem. I will be back in a sec” I say and turn around to walk back to the house.

I changed my dress into a floral blue top with distressed jeans. I put on heels to look a little classy.

“No heels,” Mr. Jason says once I walkout

“Where in God’s name are you taking me.”

“If you want to know, you better hurry,” He says, pointing to his wristwatch.

“Okay,” I say, walking back inside the house.

I put on my favorite Nike shoes, a white Air force one. I change my top because it does not go with my shoes. I put on a white tee and threw on my grey denim jacket. I hope he won’t tell me something is wrong again.

“Perfect,” He says once I walk out again.

“Thank God. I was getting tired of changing my outfit for a place I didn’t know anything about.”

“Don’t worry, you will love the place,” He says as we walk to the car.

After a long drive, the car finally comes to a halt. I step out of the car, and I am shocked to see where we are.

“You brought me to six flags,” I say, surprised

“Yes,”

“I am a little confused why you chose to bring me here.”

“I didn’t know where people of your age like to hang out or what they like to do for fun. I picked an amusement park because it’s somewhere I know everyone loves regardless of their age.”

“That’s so sweet of you, but people my age, the things they like to do are similar to yours. A simple dinner would not have been bad.”

“You are too special for a simple dinner, and which opera is your favorite to watch?” I can’t believe he thinks I am too special for a dinner date. I wonder in what regards this man sees me.

“Thank you for picking an amusement park,” I say, smiling. There is no way I would have enjoyed going to an opera show.

“I guessed as much,” He says, chuckling.

We walk inside without having to wait in line. This is the first time it has ever happened to me at an amusement park. As we walk inside, I realize we are the only ones inside with the workers. Is every child on earth missing? How can it be so empty on a Saturday?

“Mr. Jason”

“Jason”

“Sorry, Jason” It sounds so weird calling him by his first name. I didn’t even like the way it sounded from my mouth. It felt so foreign coming out of my mouth.

“Don’t you find it odd that we are the only customers here on a Saturday?”

“No, I don’t,” He says, and I look at him confused. How can he not find it odd that in one of the most famous amusement parks in the world? We are the only customers they have on a Saturday afternoon.

“Mr. Jason, are you sure you are alright?”

“I am fine, Eleanor, and call me Jason when we are alone. I won’t correct you again.”

“Sorry, sir”

“Don’t say sir too,” He says and takes my hand. He pulls me closer to him and wraps his hands around my waist. “I want you to be comfortable around me. It won’t be nice if I am doing this to you,” He says and buries his head in my neck. He showers it with kisses. I can’t believe he is doing this in public. What if someone sees us? “And have you calling me sir”

“I understand,” I say, trying my best to hide my red cheeks because of how comfortable he is with touching me in public.

“Good. The place is empty because I rented it out,” He says, causing my eyes to widen.

“You rented the whole place. Why would you do that?”

“Because I don’t want my lady waiting in line.”

“You spent a fortune because you don’t want me to wait in line,” I say, shocked he will do that.

“Yes”

“Mr. Jason!” I can’t believe he spent so much money so that I won’t wait in line. I don’t know if I should feel touched about it because he must have spent a lot of money to rent the whole place. I am confused about how I should feel about what he did.

“I think I need to teach you a lesson every time you call me Mr. Jason,” He says and lightly spanks my ass. I feel my eyes about to fall out. How can he spank me in public? I use my hands to cover my mouth because I don’t want a fly to enter as it’s hanging.

“You did not just do that,” I say, with my eyes still wide open

“Call me Mr. Jason, and you will find out if I did or not,” He says, and I shake my head at him. I can’t believe him. The spanking did not hurt in any way. If it did anything, it made me hot for him, but it does not change the fact that he did it in public. What if someone saw him? I don’t even want to imagine how embarrassing it will be.

“I saw it,” Someone whispers from behind. I turned around to find out who whispered to me and saw Mr. Jason spanking my ass.

“Amber,” I say, surprised to see her.

“Hi,” She says, smiling. She is standing with Evan beside her.

“What are you doing here?”

“Jason invited us to come and have fun with you,” She says. I am surprised by what Mr. Jason did. I can’t believe he invited Amber and Evan. It’s like he read my mind and knew the best people I would love to spend this day with.

“I didn’t want you to wait in line, but I knew you would have more fun if we were not the only ones,” He whispers into my ears as I stare at him.

“Thank you,” I whisper back.

“Anything for you, Eleanor,” He says and pecks my forehead.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

This little act of his shows me how much he cares about my happiness. It would have been a little boring if it was just the two of us. I am sure he would have wanted that, but he still invited Amber and Evan because I would have more fun if we were not alone. Mr. Jason is really working hard to make me see that he is worth forgiving and being with. I know I am attracted to him, but I will start having feelings for him if he keeps this up.

Mr. Jason is taking me home after having an amazing time at the Amusement park. I don’t want to admit it, but Mr. Jason renting the place out was the best idea ever. I was able to go on any ride at any time I wanted with Amber. Mr. Jason didn’t go on many rides, and I believe it’s because he was scared, but he lied that he was too old for them. I just laughed at him inside my head any time he said that. I even started to think that he only asked Amber and Evan to come because he knew he wouldn’t go on many rides with me.

I still had a wonderful time with him. I got to see the scared side of him any time I succeeded in making him go on a roller coaster with me. There was even a time I think he screamed more than me on a ride, but we all knew he would never accept it. I had a wonderful time today, and I never saw the day this could happen because of him. I come back to earth when I feel his warm hands touch mine.

“What are you thinking about?” He asks, lacing his free hand with mine that is not on the steering wheel.

“Nothing”

“Tell me,” He says, not believing me. Of course, even without looking at me, he can tell when I am lying. I give upholding the truth and tell him what I was thinking about.

“I was just thinking about how I had an amazing time today, and it’s all because of you.”

“That was what I wanted to achieve, and I am happy I did,” He says with a little smile. He gives the back of my hand a peck. . I can’t believe he smiled at me. This is the first time he has ever smiled at me, and he has a beautiful smile. He should smile more often.

It also seems like I am not the only one happy today. He looks to be glad I had a nice time today. I can’t believe my happiness makes him happy. Mr. Jason is surprising me every day, and I believe if I am not careful. I will fall for him, and I will fall hard.