Ruin The Billionaire

Jake.

Usually arriving home was a good thing for me, but that that day it gave me a feeling of dread. There was a party going on so I went in through the back. My mother and her annoying friends were having the time of their lives in my house. It was infuriating but unfortunately, there was nothing I could do about it.

I managed to get upstairs without being noticed by anyone, or so I thought. I was reaching out to open my door, glad that no one had seen me when I heard my name. My face fell as I turned to face the familiar voice.

“What do you want now?”

“We’re in your house,” she stated. “It would be so rude for you not to say anything to the guests. Could you please freshen up and come downstairs.”

“Mother, I feel tired. Besides, you did not tell me about this party. You can’t just ambush me and expect me to roll with the flow.”

“Well, I do.” She said. “And you know better than to disobey me.”

“Whatever,” I said, opening the door and walking in. I heard the click of her red heels against the floor as she walked away. A feeling of dread consumed me as I undressed and went to the shower. I decided to use the coldest temperature because I needed something to focus on other than the annoying predicament I was in.

After showering and dressing up, I sat on bed for a while before deciding to and get over with it. It seemed my mother wasn’t going to rest until she made my life a living hell.

The living room was full of women. Some were drinking, others talking and dancing. When they saw me at the top of the stairs, there was a hush as the room quietened down. The murmuring died. Had it not been for the music playing, it would have been dead silent.

There were older rich women of my mother’s age and a few younger ones, friends of Heather. She was standing at one end of the living room. When she saw me, she hurried towards the stairs. When I got at the foot of the staircase, she hugged me. “Baby, I didn’t know you were back.”

I faked a smile because everyone was staring at us. Heather pulled away and looked into my eyes with a sweet smile. “I’m glad you’re back. Should I get you a drink, or something to eat?”

“A drink would be nice,” I said. She turned on her heels and headed to the makeshift bar area. I looked around to see which group of people I could go and chat with while I waited for heather.

“Jake, sweetie,” my mother said. She was standing with three women. “Come over here. I’d like to introduce you to my friends.”© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

I walked over to where she was and she started introducing me to them. Just as the introductions were ending, heather arrived with my drink. A wide smile was plastered on her face. I tried to force smiles while talking to the ladies because I knew it was not their fault that my mother was a neurotic b! tch.

“When are you two tying the knot?” Mrs. Coslow, a frail woman of about sixty said. She was wearing a pant suit and had her grey hair tied up in a loose ponytail.

Heather’s smile shone brighter when she heard that. She dropped a peck on my lips before stepping back and handing me a glass of wine. “Here’s your drink, darling. I hope you like it.”

“Look at that,” my mother said, smiling widely. “What a fine young woman. My son, you’re indeed lucky to have her. I hope that you two will consider making things official soon. You look great together.”

“Oh, what a coincidence,” Miss Anders said. “Here comes Annie Presley, the news lady.”

Annie Presley lifted her camera and started taking photos of everyone. I didn’t even bother faking a smile. My mother smiled like she was having the best time ever. “Thank you ladies and gentlemen.” Annie said when she was done. “I hope you’re having a great time.”

“Annie,” my mother said. “You shouldn’t be taking photos of this event. This is just family and friends enjoying the evening together. There’s no need for it to be all over the news.”

I rolled my eyes. I knew she had invited Anne Presley. “I’m sorry, Mrs. Rylland but please let me use the photos. My editor has been on my neck for a while now and I really need to produce something good.”

“Okay dear, if you insist. Try not to paint us in bad light.”

“You know I won’t,” Annie said. “Besides, I admire you very much, Mrs. Rylland. You’re an amazing lady and it would be hard to find something bad to say against you and everyone here.”

I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. She was such an a** licker. The type of friends you have says a lot about you. Anyone with an evil friend like mother couldn’t possibly be a very good person. Even if you started off as one, she would corrupt you until you began to see evil as good.

After Annie was gone, I decided to leave as well. “I think I’ll have to go now. Thank you all for coming to my house and I hope you enjoy the rest of the evening.”

The women wished me the same.

Heather followed me up the stairs. “Do you really think my mother will always control me like this?”

“No, why?”

“Because once she no longer has control over me, you will never be anywhere next to me.”

She sighed. “I know, but that won’t be happening any time soon.”

I chuckled. “You have no idea, but please, enjoy while it lasts because when it’s over, you’ll be history to me.”

We had reached the door to my room. I stopped and faced her. “You can go now. Everyone will think I’m tired and your fake reputation as my girlfriend remains intact.”

She stepped forward, getting closer to me. “Do you seriously hate me that much? Come on, Jake. We always had such a good time together. Why don’t we try again? If you don’t want me anymore, let’s have goodbye sex.”

“When I say I don’t want you, it means I also don’t want to have sex with you. If you hadn’t teamed up with my mother to make me miserable, I wouldn’t mind. I’d still jump in bed with you but after getting me entangled in all this drama, nothing like that will ever happen again.”

Heather sighed. “I love you, Jake. That’s why I’m doing this. I’m also scared of your mother. What would she do if I said no? You know how she is.”

“This has nothing to do with her and you know it.”

“Let’s say I say no and she doesn’t do anything to me. What will she do? Won’t she get another girl to play the part I’m playing? Would you rather it be a stranger? You know I’m doing you a big favour. You better start being fvcking grateful.”

After speaking, she turned and started walking away. I stared after her, mulling over her words. Come to think of it, some of what she said was true. She was so much better than a random stranger. I wondered if there was something my mother was holding against her. That woman did not have to work hard to turn people against each other. Deciding to ignore their antics, I decided to go inside. I opened my door and went into my room.

I frowned when I saw a woman standing by my bedside drawer. She was wearing a long black dress, hugging her curves in all the right places. She was tall and skinny. I stood at the door for a few seconds, wondering which of Heather’s friends had wandered into my room.

“Who are you?” I asked.

She turned.

“Ashley? How did you get here?”