Falling For The Billionaire Heir

“Good morning, sir.” One of the house staff greeted Colin the following morning as he walked into the main house for his breakfast.

“Morning, Viola,” he returned the greetings and went straight to the dining room.

“Good morning sir,” Julius, the housekeeper and head Chef greeted. He was already setting the breakfast table.

“Good morning, Mr. Julius,” he replied to the elderly man’s greeting with a smile. Colin sat down and poured himself a cup of black coffee. Then he served himself a plate of scrambled eggs and four slices of bread.

Colin had finished with his food and was pouring his third cup of coffee when his mother walked into the dining room.

Mother and son exchanged greetings, Maria sat facing her son. Colin picked a plate and served his mother some scrambled eggs, sausages, a croissant, and also poured a glass of fresh orange juice for her.

She smiled and placed a hand on Colin’s hand and said, “thanks, darling.”

“You are welcome, mom,” Colin replied.

“Colin darling,” she looked into his eyes, “why don’t you give Debbie a trial,” she shrugged. “I mean, go out on a few dates with her and see how it goes.”

“No Mommy,” his tone was emphatic, to show that they should drop the topic. Mrs. Blake rolled her eyes. Her hand shook as picked up her glass of juice.

Colin was relieved that she got the message, but he couldn’t shake the fact that his mom was hiding something from him and his father.

“Mom, are you okay?” He asked with concern. “Is everything alright?”. “Yes…yes,” she sipped from her juice and returned the glass cup to the table. “I’m fine.”

“Okay.” He said without conviction and drank the last of his coffee, “so mom,” he dropped his empty cup. “Have a nice day.”

“You too, dear,” she said without looking away from the sausage she was cutting. “Take care of yourself.”

*******

Becky picked up her phone from her desk. Swiping her finger across the phone screen, she said, “hello, babe.”

“Hi, love,” Colin’s deep voice sent sizzling streamers of excitement all around her body as usual. “How are you doing?”

“I’m good.” She replied.

“When should I come over to pick you?”

They had plans to go to the mall and thereafter hang out with his friends. They needed each other’s help to choose the right gifts for their parents’ forthcoming birthday celebrations. Becky’s mom would clock fifty-one the following day, Thursday, while Colin’s dad’s fifty-fourth birthday was in a week.

“Hmm,” she looked at her computer screen for the time. “should be through in the next hour or so.

“That’s good,” he replied. “It’s enough time for me to see the MD.”

He needed to talk to him about a new proposal one of their project executives submitted.

“Call me when you are through with him,” she said.

“Alright,” he agreed. “I will do just that, kiss, kiss.”

She let out a little laugh as they both said goodbye and disconnected.

Her phone beeped for a WhatsApp message notification before she dropped it back on the desk. She opened the message to read. It was a reminder of a meeting with one of their sponsors. She jotted down a reminder to tell her boss, Evelyn, about it as soon as possible. She pushed her glasses up and continued with her work.

As project manager of the Open Arms Foundation, Becky managed the daily activities, making sure the team was on track. There was a knock at the door. The door opened and Evelyn, the Open Arms’ founder, flashed Becky a smile from the door and walked in. “How is it going?”

“Very well.” Becky turned the computer screen to Etinosa. “We are almost there. By Friday, we should have a proper document. After the business workshop she attended with Colin, she had a discussion with Evelyn about putting up a new communications plan for the organization.

She had suggested ideas to expand their scope and activities. Her boss felt it was a good idea and gave her the go ahead. By the time she finishes with her plans, they would have a more comprehensive communication plan that would cover both their new and old aims and objectives that would help them carry out their activities more efficiently.

That will be awesome!” Evelyn read part of the document and scrolled up a bit to read more. “You are the best,” she smiled at Becky.

Becky had been so resourceful, Evelyn knew she was the organization’s real power engine. And she always appreciates her efforts.

“Olive Branch Energy sent a reminder for our meeting on Monday,” Becky told her boss.

“That’s okay,” she replied. “It’s noon, right?” Evelyn asked to confirm. “Yes, it is,” Becky replied. Most of the funds for the NGO came from sponsorships from Evelyn’s very rich family members and friends. Olive Branch Energy, a foremost oil company in America, is owned by her aunt’s husband.

“I’m leaving now,” Evelyn stood up. “See you tomorrow.”This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

“Okay,” Becky said and turned the computer screen back to herself. “Say hi to the kids for me.”

“Yeah, yeah, definitely,” she said, nodding her head before she let herself out of the room.

Becky sent a message to Colin to start coming to her office. Her phone rang almost an hour later. It was Colin calling her. He told her he was outside already.

“I will join you now,” Becky told him. She saved her work and shut down her laptop, which she put inside its bag. She pulled out a top drawer to retrieve her handbag and left to meet her lover.

When she got downstairs, she opened Colin’s back passenger door first and dropped her computer bag on the seat before she went to sit beside him in front.

“Hey,” his face lit up, and he leaned over to kiss her on the lips. “How was your day?”

“Fine,” she fastened her seatbelt. “And stressful.”

“Sorry sweet,” he leaned over and kissed her again.

“How was your day, too?” She asked as he drove out of the gate.

“Fine,” he turned to look at her eyes, with a smile curving his mouth. “I guess it’s not as stressful as yours.”

“You can say that again.” She placed a hand on his lap and smiled back at him.