Billionaire’s Great Obsession

Brianna found it too much to take in. Questions started to bombard her mind again. Am I becoming someone to Scott, as Jameson said? He has really never allowed Sol to sleep in his room? How’s that possible? I’ve only been with him for three months, and I already know how sexual he is! Or perhaps it’s because he really loves her and respects her while he only sees me as a sex toy. Brianna heaved a sigh.

Jameson watched her quietly. “Your ankle must hurt. Do you need a hand?” He asked gently as he took her arm.

“No, thanks.” Brianna swept his hand off her arm. “Have a good day.” She walked slowly to the front desk and sat down.

The front desk girls all knew why Scott married Brianna, and it wasn’t for love, but they had also noticed the small changes in the past weeks like she had been coming to work with Scott and she worked in Scott’s office. Also, they spotted the kiss marks, which implied how passionate they were in bed. Surely, Mr. Scott Anderson cares for her. They thought.

Seeing that she had hurt her ankle, they fetched the first aid kit quickly and offered her some ointment courteously. Brianna thanked them politely.

She took her heels off and was about to rub some ointment on her ankle when Jameson suddenly grabbed it off her hand.

He squatted down and, holding her foot gently, spread the ointment around her ankle and rubbed it tenderly. Brianna wanted to stop him, but he pinned her foot down. “Keep it still.” He said softly, yet with an air of unquestionable authority.

Brianna was startled, and she obeyed. She watched him, amazed by how gentle and skillful he was. Though compared to Scott, Jameson didn’t have much power and wasn’t considered successful by most, his good looks and charm were undeniable. And his voice was like a magnet that simply drew people to him. Unlike Scott, who appeared cold and distant, making it clear to all that no one, women especially, was allowed to get close to him, Jameson was much easier to talk to.

The girls commented jealously, “Aww, Mrs. Brianna Anderson, isn’t Mr. Jameson Anderson sweet to you?!”

“Ha-ha. Yeah. We are a family. He just showed me a great relationship because I’m his brother’s wife,” Brianna smiled awkwardly.NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Jameson looked at her affectionately and said, “Well, I still hope that my brother finds his love of life soon so that I have the chance to be with you. I think we are fit with each other,”

The girls gasped. Brianna stared at him in disbelief. It took her a while to react, and she withdrew her foot from his hand, put on her heels, and said sternly, “It’s not funny, Jameson.”

“I know I haven’t earned myself a good reputation with girls, but that was before I met you. I truly find you special, desirable, and very beautiful. I would love to date you. Seriously.” Jameson said with a smile.

“I’m afraid you are not my cup of tea at all. Even if Scott and I separate one day, I will never consider being with you.” Brianna rejected clearly and instantly.

“Well, well. People change. I won’t give up so easily. I shall win your heart one day.” Jameson said, sounding genuine, but Brianna noticed his quick and cunning smile, which the girls were oblivious to. She then recalled what senior Mrs. Anderson said when Scott took her to his grandparents’ for dinner. She retorted with a confident smile, “That’s strange as I know you are deeply in love with Maggie Taylor. I believe I’m very different from her.”

Jameson didn’t appear startled. He glanced around at the girls and replied casually, “I was too young to know what real love was. That was until I met you.”

“What’s more, I don’t want to upset grandma and grandpa. They would be very disappointed if I did get into a serious relationship with Maggie Taylor.” He added rather coldly.

“I didn’t know that you would actually care about what your grandparents think. So if they don’t like which woman you are dating, will you do as they say?”

“That depends. But I’ve grown sick of Maggie Taylor anyway.”

Brianna said nothing, but she was certain that Jameson wasn’t honest about how he felt about Maggie Taylor. He was often playful, like he didn’t care about anything when he talked to any women about any women, but when it was about Maggie Taylor, he seemed unusually serious and distant.

He is either really sick of her, or he is pretending to fool the girls. Brianna thought.

The girls soon gathered around Jameson curiously and asked if they were his cup of tea and if they had a chance to be his date. Brianna took the chance and sneaked away.

She sat down at her desk and found it difficult to concentrate as what Jameson said echoed in her mind. Did he and Sol Keaton never have sex? If so, does that mean he was a virgin? But I can’t understand! He’s twenty-six! She then recalled her experiences with Scott and thought that Scott did seem a bit awkward and uncertain the first couple of times when they had sex though he was eager. It was only in the last month that he had become a pro.

So I’m the first girl he had sex with?! Brianna gasped at her own thoughts. But he loves someone else! She reminded herself again. Stop thinking about him! She heaved a sigh and turned on her laptop, hoping to focus on finishing the design of the necklaces and earrings for Andy Jordon’s wife and daughters.

Half an hour later, someone knocked on the door. “Come in,” Brianna answered. Two secretaries had delivered some documents for Scott to go through earlier, so she didn’t think much about it. However, this time, a secretary came in with a big bunch of green roses. Brianna frowned at the sight of it. “What’s this for?”