LOVING THE REJECTED BILLIONAIRE

“What’s with the foul mood, man? Any man without a woman to drive him insane is lonely, starting with you.” Ambrose insists on playing with fire, because this guy looks awfully pissed off. Nonetheless, they embrace in these slight buddy hugs that lasts for barely two seconds. “I must get you a blind date. Or a one-night stand one of these fine weekends. You need to exercise this tool man!”

This idiot in the name of my bestie’s husband doesn’t know when to stop, does he?

Screw him and his blind dates and freaking one-night nonsense!

I feel that sharp pain in my heart again, but it suddenly disappears as soon as I hear Andy’s response.

“I’ll send you straight to hell with whoever you will have brought.”

I heave a deep sigh!

“Okay, fine. But can you brighten up already?” Ambrose says to his boss while he shakes my hand.

“I am all good. Let’s take a quick peek at something I received this morning.” And here comes the annoying workaholic jerk! Eyes’ roll!

They start hiking to where I think is Ambrose’s study, but they are interrupted by Rita – the drama queen.

“Hey! Hey! Hey! See this?” She says, flapping a pair of keys to their faces and I can’t help but chuckle at the scowl on their faces. “When I say it’s bonding time, it is exclusively bonding time and nothing else. So go sit your asses down and wait for us ladies to get you something from the kitchen.”

Wow! My friend has really turned into something else over the years. She seriously locked the study? Well, I think this is the exact woman that Andy needs. Some crazy bitch who can make him submit to her craziness.

“Please, Rita, it’s just for a minute. By the time you get to the kitchen and come out we will be already back, I swear.”

Andy attempts imploring, and if nothing of him enticed me today, then this sight of him begging sure is. Too bad for him, Rita won’t take that. He should maybe try harder and go down on his knees, maybe he will look pitifully convincing that way. He would!

“No, Adrian! No work today, period! Come on guys, we talked about this, didn’t we?”

Thumbs up Rita!

“It’s just a quick peek, Rita. Please? Just this once. We won’t even go to the office. We will check it on my laptop in the car and be back in a sec.” Andy again spoke.

Crazy workaholic! He even carried a laptop?

“No! No! And No!” Rita maintains her ground.

“Help me beg your crazy wife, man!” Andy turns to Ambrose, who is enjoying the sight just like I am.

“She is my sweet crazy wife. Only I can convince her, man! Get out of my way.” He says as he moves to his wife, while Andy steps back.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“Don’t you dare talk me into this now! We had an agreement, remember, hun?”

Instead of the rigorous voice she spoke to Andy with, this time she is so smooth. It’s like she is now the one appealing. I love how she camouflages in a blink. Or maybe this is how love really is, huh? Andy was just a man before her, but this is her husband. It’s her heart now talking.

“I get you, hun.” Ambrose moves closer, closing the gap between them as he continued persuading her. “But you know, this guy behind me is my workaholic boss. Work is what makes his blood flow. So how about,” he pecks her on the lips, and I see Andy narrow his eyes, “you give us just five minutes, love?” He pecks her again. “Is that okay, baby?” They kiss again, and Andy rolls his eyes at them while, I, I hate what they are doing us.

Aha, to us!

Where do they get the bravery to do this in front of people? Don’t they feel even a little shame?

“Just five minutes, hun?” She inquires between their click kissing, boring this other guy, Andy, to death. Me too, because I feel like pouring a bucket of ice on them to let them know that we are still here. IMAO!

“Just five. Promise.” She nods her head in agreement, and darn! They start making those annoyingly irritating sounds with their lips crashing again.

Jeez! I was about to turn my wrinkled face away from them, but unlike me, this jerk ass called Andy doesn’t take things sitting down. Makes me wonder how he has been treating his women! Pss, trash that! I don’t wanna know.

“She already agreed! If you want to continue this fuck then go to your room. It’s not a good sight for us.” Andy speaks, and they break away. “And about your offer earlier, if that ever happens, don’t get me a crazy bitch like your wife.”

My hairs rise, and I am sure my ears are burning red. What’s that?

“Whoa! Are you finally concurring? Finally, you admit this tool needs someone to drill?”

Someone smack this Ambrose idiot for me! Better still, shoot the annoying imbecile! The rascal can’t hide the excitement while I, on the other hand, I want to cry. In fact, I am trying hard not to blink because if I make that mistake, huh! What will I tell them I am weeping for?

“Watch your dirty mouth, will you? I said if ever that happens. That doesn’t mean I am considering your absurdity. Let’s go.” Andy says, and made sure to throw a glance at me as they walk out.

Is he doing this on purpose?

“Alright. But what’s your preference, if that happens, as you say? Blonde hair? Round eyes? Almond? Slim? Slender?”

Ambrose question with excitement as they disappear out of the door.

May the devil bite his tongue! Or lick his…

“Don’t mind them. They are just joking.” Rita speaks, cutting me off from murmuring profanities to her asshole jerk.

“I hope so.” I didn’t mean for that slip out. It just did.

“What’s that?” And this crazy friend of mine happens to have extremely sharp ears. Gosh!

“O… ka.. y. I said it is okay! They are joking. I get it.”

“Tania, my friend, you are an awful liar and you know it.” To hell with that! Does everyone have to rub it to my face that I am a terrible liar? “Something is up with you and Adrian. Come on! Spit it out! And don’t mind. These jerks will multiply the five minutes I gave them by ten. I probably will be forced to go get them.” She crouches down on the couch, and pats the space beside her, motioning for me to sit which I do. “What’s up?”

“Nothing, Rita.”

“Yes, there is, Tania. I am confident of it. The other day you and Adrian were all smiley and engaged in conversations like adults. I even thought you two were becoming friends. And today, boom! You two show up here looking like a couple in the middle of a conjugal dispute crisis. Have you seen your face?”

Wait! Like what? That is uncalled for. She is being dramatically too brutal.

“I don’t know, Rita. I am just so confused.” I look away.

“Okay. At least you have admitted something is happening. Go on. Explain the confusion to me in a detailed form.”

“I… I don’t know why I am having these confusing feelings. It’s all wrong, but I can’t control it, and I hate myself for not being able to. I want him close to me, not like my boss. I don’t know, Rita. It’s insane. Crazy. Madness.” I rub my face with my palms.

“How closer have you gotten to him?”

“Well… we… We share coffee at night, we chat a little, and we have… we.. you know….”

“What? Tania! You two have slept together? You are having sex….”

“What? For God’s sake, Rita! Cut me some slack, will you? It’s one thing for me to desire him this way but another different thing to throw myself at him just like that. Come on!”

This friend of mine and her big head. Goodness!

“Okay, sorry then. But be clear on what you want to say. So, you two have been….?”

“I have kissed him, Rita. We have kissed not just once, but several times, and I have become addicted to his kisses.” I think of our first kiss that morning. How satisfactorily surreal it felt, but wrong at the same time. Then the others that followed in the past few days. They all carry the same feeling and intensity.

“What?” I turn to look at her. It’s only confusion and disbelief written on her face. “This… is unbelievable! Adrian? Who initiates the kisses? How do they happen? What happens after?”

“Who initiates? He does, not like he forces me or anything. I am always welcoming whenever he needs to. I only asked him to kiss me once, last Saturday morning. We don’t talk about it after ever.”

“Good explanation. So why are you like this then? And him? He is not his usual self?”

I don’t know if she is making fun of me or not, but I need to let this burden off my chest.

“I am just mad at him. He asked me to stop calling him this morning, and I feel awful about that. It’s childish, I know, but I can’t help it.”

“Childish? No, Tania. IT’S LOVE! You are so in love with Adrian.”

“The more reason I am worried, Rita. He is my boss. I am not supposed to love him, because he can’t love someone like me.” A tear-drops, after realizing how deep in shit I am. I have sunk to the bottom, and I don’t know if there is a way out.

“Take it easy. Who said you can’t love him and that he can’t love you? Come to think of it, he must be feeling something for you. Something… deep. Something really special.”

“What makes you say that?”

“The Adrian I know does not allow any woman to get even an inch close to him since his separation from his wife, rather, since that witch left him. He avoids women like plague or an incurable disease. He has fired three secretaries for trying to get close to him, the third one being the one who insulted you at the mall. It’s unlike Adrian’s to sit and have coffee with you, again and again. He has feelings for you.”

“Let’s face the truth here, Rita. A billionaire like him, can not fall for a maid like me. Maybe it’s just sex he is after.”

“Sex, you say? If it’s just sex, he can have it with anyone, so why you? He has money to buy himself a woman as his sex toy if sex is the issue. Besides, he stayed without a woman by his side for almost four years now, why now after he met you?”

“Exactly, why now? Why me?”

“Because you have aroused something in him. Something he has not felt for someone in years. Aren’t you delighted that you are more special to him than all the women he has let down? Have you considered the probability that, you might be the one to bring him out of that isolated cell he caged himself into? Maybe you are the only one who can love Adrian the way nobody couldn’t. The way he deserves. Because take it from me, Tania, Adrian is a good guy. He is every woman’s dream man. A guy with no complications at all. All he needs is someone to love and understand him for who he is, him and Angel. And I don’t see why you can’t love him”

“But Rita…”

“No buts, Tania. I am telling you the truth. Adrian has loosened up a bit since you came into his life. He is no longer the stone-faced Adrian Ashton. These days he looks more bright. A bit happy. I am not telling you to go and confess to him. Stop going against the tide and just go with the flow. Trust me, Adrian can not hurt you, and will not do anything against your will. So just relax, okay? Be there for him, because you need him too. Things will eventually fall to place on their own.”

“I don’t want to get hurt, Rita. Nor do I want to hurt him.”

“Nobody will get hurt. Trust me, bestie. Just give the guy some time to comprehend what he is feeling. I am sure he is also fighting his demons inside. The demons you have awakened.”

The smile on her face makes me dispute her real intentions of getting me this job. Seems like he wanted to find a wife for Andy, and not a maid. All the same, I half nod and half shake my head.

I don’t know where this will lead me to, but maybe, just maybe, I should try and see myself as the only person who can love him the way he deserves?

And if I have awakened the demons in him, I will not allow them to even blink.