All Chapters of My Unwanted Billionaire : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The following day, I woke up early and left the house to go to the salon. I need to look perfect for tonight. This is my first time going to an event with Jason as his girlfriend. I wonder what his associates I met before we started dating would think when they hear we are dating. I know a lot of people are going to misjudge the reason I am with Jason, but I won’t let it bother me. I shake my head to drive away those negative thoughts. Jason knows my feelings for him are true, and that’s all that matters. What people think does not matter.I spend my morning getting my nails done and washing my hair. I will have it styled an hour or two before the event. Amber and I are walking to the food court at the mall where the salon is. We came to the salon together. We just finished.“Have you thought about if you are going to do it with Jason while you guys will be in Bora Bora?” Amber asks as we pass a Victoria secret store. The lingerie must have remi

Jason slowly brings his lips to mine and seals them in a passionate kiss. He takes his time savaging my mouth before kissing down my jaw to my neck, leaving burning passion in his wake. He slides off my simple cotton dress and, as he is coming back to kiss me, I tug at his shirt so I can feel him bare. I rarely get to admire his beautiful abs—any time we make out Jason has me screaming his name before I can get his shirt off. Once his shirt is off, I take my time and admire his chest and torso. I use my hands to trace each and every muscle. They feel amazing under my fingers. My nipples harden imaging his warm chest against them. Jason lowers his body down on top of mine and continues kissing my body. He kisses the swells of my breasts as his hands work to remove my bra. Once it's off, he takes my right nipple in his mouth and sucks on it. I grind my hips against him as pleasure ripples through my body, intensifying the more he sucks on my nipple. He takes his time on my right breast

I kiss Jason goodbye and walk inside the house. He just dropped me off at home. The day I went to his house, I took a cab to his place. I borrowed the car to Uncle Jack. I turn the doorknob and step inside the house.“My eyes, my eyes, my eyes,” I say, screaming while closing my eyes.“Oh my God, Eleanor. What are you doing here?” Uncle Jack says, falling to the ground. I heard a thump.I can’t dare open my eyes until he and Vivienne put on clothes. I can’t believe I walked in on him and Vivienne. I need to stop walking in on people having sex.“I live here; please put on some clothes so I can open my eyes.”“I am so sorry, you saw that,” Vivienne says, putting on a shirt. I can hear clothes ruffling, so I am guessing they are putting on clothes.“It’s fine. Are you guys decent?”“Yes, you can open your eyes,” Uncle Jack says,“I thi

Uncle Jack and I are having dinner together for the first time in a while. I usually eat dinner with Jason, even on days when Uncle Jack is not working the night shift. I want to tell him tonight that I have decided to move in with Jason. I haven’t told Jason yet. I felt I should tell uncle jack first.“Spill,” Uncle Jack says, noticing me holding back from saying something.“I have decided to move in with Jason.”“Hmm, so you were serious about moving out.”“Yes, I was”“Are you sure you are ready to take that step in your relationship with Jason”“I believe I am.”“If you feel you are, then it’s fine with me. I won’t stop you from moving out.”“Really,” I was worried he wouldn’t like the idea of me moving in with Jason since he is not too happy about me moving out of the house in general.“Yes,

JASON The night of the party… I walk into the gardens where my grandma is having her party. I don’t know what she’s celebrating, but I know I have to attend, regardless. I wish Eleanor had come with me, but I understand why she didn’t. I don’t understand why my grandma can’t see the amazing woman Eleanor is. I hope my grandma sees it one day, and they can finally get along. “Hello, grandma,” I say, hugging her. “Hello, dear. How are you doing?” she asks, hugging me back. “I’m well, and you?” “Good as well, dear. Where is she?” she asks, looking over my shoulder probably for Eleanor. “She didn’t feel like coming,” “That’s good to hear.” she smiles. The smile gracing her face makes me realize Eleanor had no hope with my grandma, as she had tried to tell me before. My grandma didn’t like Eleanor and didn’t bother to hide it anymore. “I’d like you to meet someone, my dear. I ran into her while at the mall a few days ago,” Grandma says, waving her hand toward someone behind me. “H