All Chapters of My Unwanted Billionaire : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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First Day At Work

I can’t believe it. This is really happening. I look down on my body adorned with a brown pencil skirt, a white blouse, and black stiletto heels instead of the usual jeans and T-shirt I used to wear working at the coffee shop. I’m so excited and nervous to start my new job today. I walk inside the building to the receptionist at the front desk for directions to my supervisor’s office. I can’t believe I am going to be working here. Somebody, please pinch me! I need to make sure this isn’t a dream. “Ouch,” I say, feeling a sting on my right arm. “Why did you do that?” I ask the pretty lady at the front desk. She’s a beautiful brunette with gray eyes, an oval face, and a lovely smile. “You asked someone to pinch you, so I did,” she says, still with that beautiful smile. “I said that out loud?” I exclaim, my eyes are wide. “You did, honey. Welcome to the Crawford Wine Company. My name is Nora, how can I help you?” My new job is at a family-owned wine company founded in 1970. I only k

Last Updated : 2021-11-26

Vivienne

I walk out of Mr. Crawford’s office and approach the desk across from it. “Hello,” I say to Vivienne. “I can’t believe you didn’t take the money. How much more money do you want?” “Excuse me, how do you know he offered me money?” “You just want to work here so you can seduce Jason and get more money out of him,” she says, ignoring my question. I’m surprised she called him by his first name. They must be really close. “No, that’s not why I want to work here. Why would you make such an accusation?” “I’m going to tell you right now, it’s not going to happen. Jason already has enough office romances. Your plan of seducing him isn’t going to work,” she says, ignoring my question again. “I don’t plan to seduce Mr. Crawford. Can you stop hurtling accusations, please?” I’m starting to get annoyed. “Honey, you can pretend all you like, but don’t worry. The day you try to seduce Jason, he’ll reject you and throw you out. And I’ll be smiling and telling you, ‘I told you so,’” she says wit

Last Updated : 2021-12-04

A Nice Visit

I’m so happy today is Saturday and I don’t have to go to work. I couldn’t bear seeing Vivienne’s face on weekends. I’d tear it off. That woman is something else. But I refuse to ruin my weekend thinking of her and our snobby boss. Mr. Crawford is the most arrogant person I‘ve ever met. Every time I greet him at the office, he acts like I’m a ghost. He doesn’t say or ask me to do anything, and I don’t know if I should be happy about it. I’m in a taxi on my way to visit Carson I’d planned to spend my weekend watching TV all day on the couch, but Carson asked me to see him. Maybe he wants to see how my first week at work went. I arrive and pay the taxi before walking to Carson’s mansion gate. The security guard lets me in the gate once he sees me through the cameras. I thank him before walking to the front door. I ring the bell and a, beautiful brunette opens the door. “Hello, Eleanor,” Kassie says. She’s one of Carson’s housekeepers. “Hello, Kassie, how are you doing today?” I ask and

Last Updated : 2021-12-04

A deal I can't refuse

“Eleanor, I don’t pay you to sit around and look sad about your miserable life. Get to work,” Dave, my grumpy new boss, says. “Sorry,” I say, standing up from a chair in the kitchen. I just finished having lunch and was taking a break. “I don’t want your ‘sorry.’ I need you out there helping customers, so beat it,” he says, pushing me toward the entrance of the kitchen. Before I walk over to a table, I adjust my hair and check my uniform for any food stains. Once I look presentable, I approach the closest table to take their order. This is my life now—waiting tables. I was lucky to get this job. Uncle Jack had to beg his manager to hire me. It’s been two weeks since I was fired from the Crawford Wine Company. I’ve been avoiding Carson phone calls ever since. I don’t want to come between him and his grandson. They have a good relationship, and I can’t bear to be the person who ruins it. So I made a choice and decided I should stop being friends with Carson. “Welcome. What can I get

Last Updated : 2021-12-10

Happy to be back or not

“Good morning, sir,” I greet Mr. Crawford for the second time this morning. I greeted him earlier when he arrived on our floor and passed my desk, but he ignored me. Once he arrived, he immediately asked to see me. He hasn’t said anything since I sat down in front of his desk. I greeted him again to make sure he knew I was here. “I know you’re here Eleanor, I’m not blind,” he says, keeping his eyes on the papers in front of him. “Of course not, sir,” I say, hoping I didn’t offend him. “I want you to do comprehensive, detailed research on this man. I want to know everything about him, and when I say everything, I mean everything,” he says, handing me a file with the name Umberto Moretti written on it. This is the first time he’s asked me to do something for him. The whole week I spent working for him, he never asked me to do anything. I’m thrilled things have changed. “Sir, there could be a thousand Umberto Moretti’s in the world. How will I know which one you need me to research?”

Last Updated : 2021-12-10

A dinner party

It’s been a few minutes since we got back to the office. I can’t help the feeling of dread that something terrible is going to happen to me. After the meeting finished, Mr. Crawford didn’t say a word to me the whole ride back to the office. I could feel his eyes glaring at the back of my head whole way. The worst part in all of this is, I don’t know what I did wrong. I’ve been pacing up and down around my desk while biting my nails. It’s a bad habit I do when I am nervous. I’m scared of Mr. Crawford doing something harmful to me. The bruise on my arm might not have been intentional, but it hurt. I imagine it could be much worse if he wants to hurt me intentionally. I jump in fear when I hear the phone ringing. I knew he’d call me to come to his office, but I didn’t think it would be this soon. I take my time to pick up the phone and answer. Before words can form in my mouth, he speaks and cuts the call. I’m lucky I was able to hear him before he hung up. I take three deep breaths bef

Last Updated : 2021-12-10

Evan Crawford

I don’t know when I fell asleep, but I know exactly when I woke up. The second Mr. Crawford’s voice registers in my brain. “Wake up,” he says loud in my ears. Instantly, I woke up with a jolt, jerking upright off my desk. “I’m so sorry, Mr. Crawford,” I say, rubbing my eyes. I was exhausted from the dinner party last night. I barely got any sleep. Why would someone even throw a party on Sunday night? “I never knew I paid you to sleep. And what did I say using that word around me?” he asks, getting angrier. Not knowing what else to say, I shut my mouth. “Bring two cups of coffee to my office in a five minutes,” he says before walking into his office. “Okay, sir,” I say and stand up to walk to the lunchroom to make the coffee. When I’m done making the coffee, I walk to his office to give it to him. I can’t help but wonder who the second cup of coffee is for. I don’t remember sending anyone to his office; maybe both cups are for him. I knock on his door and enter after he says to c

Last Updated : 2021-12-22

Who is love with the boss?

The following day starts off as usual until after lunch. I don’t know what they put in the burger I ate, but I’m sure I have food poisoning. I’ve been to the bathroom three times today in one hour. I don’t know how there’s anything left in my stomach. I go to Mr. Crawford’s office to drop off some papers he asked me to type. He’s not in his office, so I enter without knocking. He went out for a meeting with Vivienne. I place the documents on his desk, and as I’m about to take a step, I halt in my tracks. No, stomach, you can’t do this to me. I need to use the bathroom but I’m scared if I take a step the food in my stomach will take a step closer to leaving my body. Taking a deep breath, I try to move, but stop when I feel my body ready to betray me. If I can barely take a step, how am I going to make it to the restroom? I see Mr. Crawford’s bathroom only five feet away. I debate if I should use it. My stomach doesn’t give me enough time to think about the pros and cons of such a risk

Last Updated : 2021-12-22

A White party

“Do you guys know each other?” I ask, confused as to why they’re insulting one another. “You could say that,” Evan says, with an evil glint in his eyes as he stares at Amber. “I don’t know this rich snob,” Amber says, venom dripping in her words. “Wow, Amber. If you don’t know him, why do you keep insulting him?” I ask, confused at her hostility toward Evan. “I’ll tell you why. This morning he used his expensive car to splash water on me while I was standing beside the road. Then, when I asked him to buy me new clothes because he ruined mine, he said I was lucky he wasn’t pressing charges against me for hitting his car with my shoe.” “You hit his car with your shoe?” I ask, surprised she’d do that. Truthfully though, I shouldn’t be surprised. This is Amber we’re talking about. Even if a man were seven feet tall, Amber would still pick a fight with him. “She did. And thankfully it’s an expensive car, like she said, so the windshield was strong enough to suffer no damage,” Evan say

Last Updated : 2021-12-22

Lunch With Evan

An hour later, I finally stop smiling. Carson introduced me to so many people my face felt like it was going to fall off if I smile at anyone else. I walk around, looking for something to eat and drink. I haven’t had anything in my stomach since I arrived. While I’m sipping my wine, someone startles me and I almost pour my drink on myself. “Do you have a death wish?” Mr. Crawford asks. We’re away from the party, so no one can see or hear us. I left the crowd to enjoy some time alone, but I think I made a mistake. Mr. Crawford looks like he wants to kill me, and there’s no one here to save me. “What do you mean?” I ask, taking a step away from him. His close proximity scares me right now. “You think I didn’t see you out there, getting to know all the board of directors? And to make it worse, you made sure to introduce yourself as my grandfather’s goddaughter.” “Mr. Crawford, I didn’t know the people your grandfather introduced me to were members of the board. He only introduced me

Last Updated : 2021-12-22

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