The Billionaires´Redemption: Starcrossed Lovers

Chaprter 5 - Confrontation

Mike POV

I was livid, how dare she refuse to go out with me? Certainly the whole invitation was far from a proper date, but she completely dismissed my invitation. I know for sure that she was still upset about my words on the airplane, but there was no way I could fix things, if she is avoiding me.I sent her a couple of messages, without answer, and that made me lose it.

I was pacing my apartment, waiting for her answer, when I remembered that I have a spare key to that property. My father´s company made all the remodelations, and since I am about to graduate as an architect, my dad asked me to suppervise his team.

Then uncle Jason asked me to keep it just in case Jewel gets locked out or she is out of town and something happens in the building.

I was livid, and obviously not thinking clear, when I grabbed the spare key and crossed the street.

Without realizing it, I was suddenly outside her apartment. I knocked on the door, but got no answer.

Is she for real? Is she really going to give me that treatment? Her lack of answer only took me to a different level of anger. I took the spare key and barged in.

For f***s sake, I am Michael Astor one of the most popular guys around here, girls chase me and even with Camila by my side, nobody denies anything to me. So In my head and in my lack of judgment I was doing the right thing.

I walked in and I saw that my uncle and aunt gave her a car. Great, Now it will be almost impossible to keep track of her. I kept walking inside the place wondering where she was.

I heard a faint singing and as soon as I came close to her bedroom, it got louder. I opened the door to her bedroom and I noticed that there were some pictures placed on frames over some shelves.

My blood boiled when I saw a picture frame with the word ´always´, and a picture of Jewel and Scott together. I have no idea why she is affecting me this much, but certainly that is a hell of an unexpected twist of events.

I followed the sound of the voice singing, and clouded by my anger, I barged inside where she was.

“Ahhh…” A loud yell got me back to my senses, and I realized that I walked inside the bathroom, while she was taking a bubble bath.

Thank God for those bubbles that covered her naked and sexy body. Suddenly following my instinct was not such a good idea.

“What the f**k are you doing here?” She yelled and I tried to avoid giving her an answer to a situation that I had no idea how it happened. I was so focused on my rage, that I had no idea how I got up to the point of being here, barging inside her bathroom.

I scratched the back of my head and decided to ask her a question. “Why are you not answering my messages?”

She was puzzled, and she rolled her eyes. “You know what? I am not having this conversation with you here. At least give me some privacy.” She yelled at me, and I was back to reality.

Maybe it is because Viv is less strong and opinionated, but Jewel´s temperament is captivating me.

I was standing there, when she again yelled “OUT!” I closed my eyes and walked outside the bathroom, but definitely decided to stay inside her room.

I ran my fingers over my hair, and my mind started running around looking for a feasible alibi for my tantrum and actions. s**t…

I sat on a little couch inside her bedroom, while waiting for her to get out. I was on my cell phone, answering Camila's messages. I haven't seen her since I got back, and because I wanted to show Jewel around, I am making lame excuses to see her later. Hopefully tomorrow. I have no idea why I rather spend my time with Jewel than with my future fiance.

The door from the bathroom opened and she walked straight into the middle of the room, wrapped around in a white towel. The smooth skin of her shoulders showing, her hair wet and little drops of water ran from her shoulders to her chest.

Shit, just seeing her was making me hard, and she is Jewel for f***s sake. I had to remind myself that she is giving me a hard time, and that she is becoming an issue in my well established future plans with Camila.

She looked at me. Her gaze held a mixture of anger, annoyance and sadness. "Couldn't you go further away? You know the living room has a very nice entertainment center…" she spat at me with venom.

She was not happy to see me inside her room. I rolled my eyes and again asked the same question "Why are you not answering my messages?"

She rolled her eyes and walked inside her walk in closet. She closed the door and left me there. If she thinks that getting me that attitude is going to make me go away, she is in for a surprise.

I am my dad's son. I am stubborn, determined and relentless. I hate disrespect and I enjoy a good challenge. And her attitude is just challenging me to a point of really craving her.

Jewel POV

I was singing, oblivious of my surroundings. It was relaxing me and I was definitely enjoying this type of freedom.

Suddenly I felt a presence inside the bathroom and when I opened my eyes, Mike was standing there, inside my bathroom while I was naked inside the tub full of bubbles.

I yelled at him. How dare he cross every boundary that there is? How in the world does he have a key? Why?.

To say that I was pissed was an understatement. I was angry at him, but I was also disappointed in my parents, of course they gave him the key just in case. Why don't they trust me? That saddened me

Mike had the nerve to respond to my question with another question. He is wrong here, I have no obligation to entertain him at all. Finally he left the bathroom and my heart was racing.

When we were kids, we got along just fine, then he grew up and started pushing me away, because I was not cool enough. Now after not seeing each other for about 3 years, it is getting ridiculously impossible to get along or have a normal conversation with him.

I stepped out of the tub and wrapped myself around with a towel. I just needed to get dressed and see what the hell he wanted.

I honestly thought that he went out of my whole f*****g room, but I was surprised to see him sitting comfortably at the couch. He saw me and gulped.

I, of course, made a sarcastic remark about him staying inside my room, to which, again he asked me, why I haven't answered his messages.

I just couldn't handle it, so without saying a word I walked inside my closet. I am angry as hell, but it also makes me sad because I wanted to get close to him again and he is making it almost impossible.

I couldn't help but choke on my emotions and while I was getting dressed a couple of tears fell from my eyes.

I took a deep breath and composed myself. I wouldn't give him the satisfaction to see me broken. I am my dad's daughter, funny, smart but also proud as hell. So whatever happens I've got this.

I decided to dress in some jeans and a mint top. I combed my hair and didn't bother with make-up.

When I walked out of my closet he was still there. Wow, talking about stubborn and strong willed. I stood there with my arms crossed in front of my chest.

"So, what the hell Mike? What are you doing here?" I asked as I walked toward the door. I wanted to take this conversation out of my private space.

He stood up and walked toward me. "Well I was worried about you. After all, I promised Aunt Rach to look after you." He quickly answered, closing the distance between us.

I quickly grabbed the door knob to open the door but he pushed it close. "Why are you running away from me, why are you afraid?" He asked me while closing his distance from behind.

My stomach did a couple of flips due to his closeness, but I was adamant of not showing how much he was affecting me.

I turned around to face him. I was dead serious in making my point. In that instant, I realized that he was way too close, almost in an intimate position. I gulped, but composed quickly.

"I believe, YOU made it clear yesterday, that YOU want me as far away from you as possible. So I am just holding my side of YOUR REQUEST." I spat annoyed, but at the end my voice quivered.

"So you are not avoiding or afraid of me?" He asked, closing the inexistent distance between us, while pushing away from my face a strand of hair that was covering me.

"I was pretty clear in my message." I said my words stumbling. I looked away from him. At that exact moment I couldn't see him in the eye.

"I see you are settling quite fast…" he looked around and his eyes landen on the frame that held my picture with Scotty. I tried to move from that position but he placed his arms, locking me between the door, his arms and his body.

"Yes… thanks for asking." I gave him a snarky answer.

"Do you miss him?" He continued, still looking at the picture. And I had no idea why he was interested in what I could feel for Scotty.

I decided not to answer him. I am not going to entertain whatever he is doing.

He took a slight step back. "I saw him kissing you… how inexperienced are you?" He locked eyes with me.

I again tried to push him away, but he stood his ground. "That is none of your business…." I replied, knowing pretty well that Scotty's kiss was my very first one.

"You know, I could tell that it was your first kiss, and it wasn't a good one…" he paused, and took a step closer. "If you want to survive university, you need to be properly kissed, by a man, not a boy…" his breath fanned over my face.

I zoned out, What the hell is going on? Why is he so close to me? And why are we discussing this?.

All my alarms went on when he closed the distance, my traitor heart skipped a beat in excitement, my brain kept yelling to run away.

He took my cheek in his hands to hold me in place, and leaned closer. His mouth barely touched mine. Then he stopped. "Let me show you how it is done."

His soft lips moved over mine. My breath hitched and all the emotions held back came through the kiss.

With Scotty, he took me by surprise, so much that I couldn't kiss him back. But this was completely different, I wanted it, I was enjoying it and it was driving me crazy.

After an amazing kiss, he took several steps back admiring my heavy breathing and my face all flustered. "Now, Jewel, next time… answer my messages." He said and moving me away he left my place. What the f**k happened?