My Unwanted Billionaire

“Christine,” Jason says, staring at the woman in front of him, looking shocked.

“Hello, Jason. Long time no see.” She says, smiling, showing off her perfect pearl white teeth.

I look at Jason and the woman in front of him; he just called the name of his ex-wife. Is she really the same Christine?

“What are you doing here?” Jason asks, surprised to see her here.

“I am staying in this hotel and heard you were holding your charity event tonight, so I thought I stop by.”

“Oh, when did you come back to California?”

“A few weeks ago.”

“Are you back or just visiting?”

Jason told me she moved away after their divorce. I wonder what made her come back after all these years.

“Just visiting, but I might change my mind. Something or someone might give me a reason to stay,” She says, smiling.

I quickly remove my eyes from her once she notices me staring at her. I can’t believe she caught me staring at her. Jason follows her eyes and finally sees me beside him.

“Eleanor, I didn’t see you there,” Jason says, walking closer to me. “This is my girlfriend, Eleanor,” Jason says to Christine. “Eleanor, meet Christine, my ex-wife.”

“Hello, it’s a pleasure to meet you,” She says, smiling, putting her hand forward for a handshake.

“The pleasure is all mine too,” I say, shaking her hand back.

“I can’t believe you are here. It’s been 13 years since I last saw you. I hope you are doing fine,” Jason says

“I am doing great, and you? I am sure you are doing great as well, knowing you.”

“I am doing fine. Why did you dye your hair?”

“I knew you were going to notice. I am actually not blonde. This is the real color of my hair.”

“Oh, my God, how come I didn’t know that?”

“That’s because I didn’t want you to,” She says, smiling.

They seem to be getting along well. You won’t even believe they are exes.

“I would love to talk some more but Eleanor, and I have a flight to catch.”

“Oh, that’s sad. I was really looking forward to catching up with you, but we can do that when you return from your trip. Can I have your number?” She says, handing him her phone.

“Sure, you can call me in two weeks. I will be back in LA then,” Jason says, collecting the phone from her hand.

I don’t know why but I find it a little odd how she is so calm and normal around Jason. She even came here without being invited. I know 13 years is a long time, but the way she is acting, you won’t believe she left him because he reminded her of her offender. I just find it a little off, but I might be wrong. 13 years is a long time and enough for her to heal.

“It was really nice seeing you again, Christine.”

“Likewise, Jason, have a lovely trip,” She says before we walk away from her.

Jason gives his closing speech before we walk outside to the car, waiting to take us to the airport. I had my things sent over to Jason’s place a day before, so my things are already in the trunk. While on our way to the airport, a question roams my head to ask Jason, but I am not sure if I should ask him or not.

“Sweetheart, what are you thinking about?” Jason asks, bringing me back from my thoughts

“Nothing,” I say, smiling to ease his mind

“Do we have to do this every time?”

“Do what?” I ask, confused

“I ask you what’s bothering you. You lie; nothing is. I pester you; you give up and tell me. Why don’t you save us both the back and forth and just tell me when I ask.”Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Or why don’t you stop trying to figure out what’s bothering me all the time” I don’t mind him asking me what’s on my mind, but sometimes I wonder why he bothers himself so much with what’s bothering me.

“I can’t do that.”

“Why”

“I want to make all your worries fade away, and the best way to do that is by asking you what’s wrong when you are bothered by something.”

“Jason, you know that you don’t have to do that, right.”

“I know. I choose to do it because your happiness is my happiness.”

“I am truly lucky to have you in my life,” I say, smiling

“Yes, you are,” He says, kissing me. “Now, tell me what’s on your mind,” He says once he releases my lips from his.

“I was just thinking about how you are doing?”

“How I am doing?” He asks, surprised to hear that is what was on my mind.

“Yes, I was wondering how you are doing after seeing Christine after all these years. I am worried if the pain you felt when she left came back once you saw her” Jason has been normal since we left the hotel. I am just worried about him because I know what Christine meant to him. He was a player for 13 years. The pain of her leaving him must have been great for him to not date for that long.

“Oh”

“Yeah,” I say, biting my lips. Men tend to hide their feelings a lot. I am worried Jason might be acting okay but is not.

“I know what you are worried about, but you shouldn’t be worried about that.”

“Really, you are fine,” I ask, staring at him. I want to make sure he is telling the truth.

“Yes, I am. I was shocked to see her, but that was all I felt. Shock, I didn’t feel pain or anything else, and do you know why.”

“No,”

“Because of you.”

“Me,” I say, surprised how I am the reason he didn’t feel pain when he saw Christine.

“Yes, you, I didn’t feel pain because I have you in my life. My life is filled with so much joy because of you. I was too contented and happy with my life to feel anything else when I saw her”

“Oh, wow. I am happy you feel this way.”

“Me too,” He says, smiling.

The following morning I open my eyes with a big smile on my face. I quickly rush out of bed and walk to the window to ensure last night was not a dream. The beautiful sea of Bora Bora greets me as I look out the window. We are staying on the private resort island in Sofitel Motu. Jason and I arrived before dawn and slept immediately once we reached our room.

“Good morning,” Jason says, hugging me from behind. “How was your sleep?”

“Good, how was yours,” I say, turning around to face him

“Splendid, what would you like for breakfast?”

“Anything is fine with me.”

“Alright, and what would you like for us to do first?”

“I think we should go on the boat tour first.”

“Alright”

Jason and I eat breakfast and head to the lagoon afterward. The waters of Bora Bora are so clear and beautiful. Jason and I spend the afternoon in the lagoon playing with black-tipped reef sharks and so many more fishes in the water. We spend the evening riding a bike to Maitra and visiting some shops and cafes.

A few days have passed since Jason, and I arrived at Bora Bora. The past week has been spent doing amazing things with Jason. I can’t believe only a week is left before we head back to LA. I wish we didn’t have to go back.

Jason and I are currently indoors resting before going out later for dinner. I stare at Jason as he watches the show playing on the TV in front of him. Jason made me the happiest woman this past week. The amount of happiness I felt during this trip can’t be explained. Jason has not tried to have sex with me throughout our stay here. I expected him to try, but he hasn’t. I am so lucky to have him as a boyfriend. I know a lot of guys would have been pressuring me by now to have sex with them.

My heart swells more for the man in front of me because of that. I can feel myself falling in love with him every day because of how happy he makes me, and because of that, I think I am ready.

“Jason,” I say, to get his attention away from the TV

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

“Thank you”

“For what,” He says, confused

“For not pressuring me these past few months.”

“Oh, you don’t have to thank me for that.”

“I do because I know it’s not easy for you to be celibate, but you are because you want to be with me, so thank you.”

“I choose to be with you knowing I would have to be celibate for a while, so you don’t have to thank me for respecting your wishes to wait.”

“Still, thank you, and I also want to tell you something…….” I can feel my heart rate increase because of what I am about to say. I know once I say it and do it. There is no turning back. Amber was right; when the time is right, I will know. I know I am falling in love with Jason, and I also know that I won’t have any regrets if I sleep with him.

“What,” He asks curiously.

“I am ready,” I say,

“For what,” He asks, pretending not to understand what I am talking about

“Jason,” I feel shy with how he wants me to say outright what I am ready for. “You know what I am talking about,” I say, burying my head into the pillow.

“No, I don’t, sweetheart,” He says, smirking.

“Really,” I ask, surprised. I lift my head from the pillow and look at him, trying to see if he is lying or not.

“Yes, I don’t know what you are talking about.”

“Okay, maybe I should tell you another way,” I say as an idea comes to my head. I stand up from my position on the bed and straddle Jason. I bring my mouth close to his ears and whisper my following words.

“I am ready for you to make me scream your name using your member. The way you always told me you would,” I say, huskily into his ears. His hands immediately grab my waist and hold me in my position.

“Are you sure this is what you want? Once we do it, it can’t be undone,” He says, staring into my eyes.

“I am sure,” I say, staring back into his eyes.

“Alright, then your wish is my command, the queen of my heart,” He says, flipping us over. I am lying down while he is on top of me.