Possessive Billionaire Mr. Jones

Chapter 12 | You're Like A Open Book Love

I woke up to the dark, it was 5 am as I was getting ready to leave to the airport to finally move to the UK for my new job.

During those five last days, Regina and I stuck to each other like glue, she was very sad that I had to move but encouraged me to do so, if it made me happy then she was okay with it. But was I really happy?

I quickly did my morning routine, including showering, doing my hair, getting myself dressed, and adding a new one.

I grabbed my suit cases, and stop by my front door. Looking around the empty penthouse, I was going to probably miss this place. I rolled my cases, shut off the lights as I haled a cab for me to drive to the airport.

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I payed the cab driver, as he helped me set my two rolling suit cases out of the trunk. I thanked the man, and pulled up the handles as I began to walk into the airport. David payed me for a first class on the plane. So I kept moving my legs till it stopped at the gate that read 543, the number of the plane that would take me to UK. Apparently the first class pane didn't arrive yet because I got here early

Holding my cases I rolled into the gate. I got my bags weighed but didn't have to pay because David payed for that. As I got my things check I was finally one step into getting in the plane.

I shut on my phone then, stuck one ear bud into my ear, listening to music. While also to hear for my plane to be announced. I wish Regina was here to take me, but I didn't want to be a burden to her this early. Anyways we spent some much time together over the days.

"543 , UK Llford plane as just arrived, please head to the gate." a voice said over the intercom.

I handed my plane ticket to the brunette woman, as she grabbed it from me and scanned the code.

"Umm... Miss Swan right?" the woman asks.

"Yes that's me, what's the problem?"

She sat down the ticket on the table, "It says that your ticket has been cancelled."

What cancelled?

I furrow my eyebrows in confusion, "Ma'am I recently got this ticket, how could it be cancelled?"

She types on her computer, "Someone of the name of Jones seems to have cancelled at the last minute."

How could he even cancelled it if David payed for it? Unless...

That little asshole!

I smile at the lady and thank her to leave and deal with a serious matter. Plus I didn't want to make a huge scene In front of people in the airport. So I rolled my suit cases on the tile floor to exit the building.

Once I got out of the cab, I thanked the driver setting my things in front of Killian's house. How I got his address? Least just say never pissed off a woman, if you do they will find you. We basically do more research than the FBI.

I stomp my way up the steps into his huge house, looking at the front door. I began to bang on the door in anger.

"Open the door Jones!" I yell through the door. I bang and bang until a sleepy Killian revealed. His hair was scattered all out of places, meaning he just woke up. He wore a plain white tee, with a pair of sweats. He looked so sexy— wait that's not why I'm here.

He began to rub his eye lids, yawning, "Who the Bloody hell wakes up a person at seven am?"

I cross my arms against my chest, "Don't play with me Jones, I know you weren't sleep." I glare at him, obviously he wasn't because one, he canceled my flight this morning and two, I can tell when someone's lying to me. It's basically like a superpower.

"What do you mean Swan?"

"Don't 'What do you mean Swan' to me I know you cancelled my flight this morning."

Killian sighs, "Come on in so I can explain." I grabbed my suit cases inside the house.

"You shouldn't be explaining anything, me moving had nothing to do with you." I lie. I only wanted to move because of him, but he had no busy to interfere with my plans.

"Don't lie to me Swan, I already know you where moving because of me." He says, "You're like an open book love."

Open book? What does that mean?

I mentally scoff at that topic.

"So what if I did?" I ask, "It doesn't mean you have the right to interfere with my flight and plans."

Killian looks at me, just staring.

I wave my hand in front of him, "Hello? earth to idiot." He soon snapped out of the trance, turning into the kitchen. As I follow right behind him. He stopped by the table, me facing his back.

"I would like for you to pay for a flight tomorrow." I demanded.

He whispers softly, "No."

Anger fell against me, "What do you mean no?" I throw my hands in the air, "You are going to pay for my flight for tomorrow whether you like it or not!" I cross my arms against my chest again, puffing out air through my nose.

He spun around now speaking loudly, "I said no." his voice demanding.

I looked at his blue eyes, feeling confused and angry. He couldn't just keep me in New York for the rest of my life, even if I have to pay for my flight by myself.

I scoff, "Alright then, don't." I shrug, "I'll just pay for it myself." I say, getting ready to turn an leave when he grabs my arm yanking me towards his chest.

He glares at me," I said no." he say in a low, deep tone, "I don't want you to leave." I continue to stare into his deep ocean blue sparkling eyes getting lost into them. I shake my head then yank away from his grip.

"Well I want to leave, I won't stand working for you if you're just going to be rude to me."

He grasp his hair in frustration, "Please don't leave Emma, alright I admit what I did was completely wrong okay." He explained, "I'm sorry." He said keeping his head tilted.

I stare at him in disbelief, I could tell he was not faking about the apology, but what should I do. His eyes held hurt and sorrow. Like almost he was just as broken as I am.

"I accept your apology Jones."

He tugged his lips in a smile, one of his first real smile I've never seen.

"But—" I began.

"But please your telling me your staying, I'll triple your salary, I'll get your office re-decorated, I'll even get your hair done—"

"What's wrong with my hair?" I panicked.

He stroked my hair, "Nothing, it's beautiful," he smiles, "Just please tell me you'll stay and work for me." he begged.

I tap my finger with my chin thinking.

"C'mon doesn’t everyone deserves a second chance?"

Not everyone I wanted to say.

I smile, "Okay I'll stay." He jumps up in excitement. He then got way to little excited as he place a kiss on my cheek. He backs away fast, while I was blushing a shade of red.

"I'm sorry I don't know what got to me." He apologized.

I wave it off, "It's okay."

Even though it wasn't, he just freakin' kiss me, well on the cheek. But omg!

What why am I'm freaking out? Remember he's a player Swan

The silence was uncomfortable and the tension in the room getting bigger.

I cleared my throat, "So when do I start back to work boss?" I ask.