"Hurry up. Were going to be late."

Said Rafael who immediately appeared to Michelle the moment she opened the door of her room.

Today is her first day at the University and here is Rafael, picking her up to send her to the University which is not necessary since she already knows the way but she did not dare to say no. Rafael might just be annoyed with her.

She first said goodbye to Michael who is currently having breakfast while his private nurse that was chosen by Rafael was just right beside him. After saying goodbye to Michael, she then quickly took her shoulder bag which Rafael also bought for her yesterday when they went to the mall together with Michael to do some shopping.

She didn't want to accept it. Rafael already gave her too much and she's already ashamed of just keep on receiving things from him. But then Rafael didn't even give her the chance to say no.

So when she feels that Rafael wanted to have sex with her, she will be the one to initiate it herself since her body is the only thing that she could give as payment for everything Rafael gives her and to Michael. And she must admit, her body is getting excited every time they're doing it.

It has been 2 weeks since they sealed their deal and she's enjoying it. She's enjoying the sex.

Rafael is a monster in bed. He never fails to give her an intense orgasm, making her squirm and writhe.

She took quick steps to follow Rafael who was walking towards the elevator and just as she was finally able to walk beside him is when they reached the elevator.

Together, they entered the elevator and as soon as it closes, Rafael immediately held her by the neck and gave her an earth-shattering kiss.

She gasped for breath as he released her lips. He rested his forehead against hers then bit her lower lip.

"You ruined my lipstick." She said in a low tone.

Rafael smirked upon hearing what she said and gently pulled down her hair causing her to look up and meet his glowing eyes.

"I like messing with your lipstick." He traced her lips with his forefinger. "You look fucking hot with your messed-up lipstick." He said in a hoarse voice.

Jesus! Why is this man so good at heating her body?

"I like your outfit. You're not showing too much skin." He complimented.

She tried her very best not to roll her eyes. How could she wear short skirts and dresses if he told her not to wear clothes that were too revealing and could see her skin? So she has no choice but to wear ripped skinny jeans and a plain white t-shirt that she paired with white sneakers.

She was surprised when she felt a soft cloth wiping her lips. "Put lipstick on your lips again but not that bold red shade. It is making you look so fuckable that I can't resist your tempting lips."

She feels her cheeks getting hot and turning red because of what Rafael said. They heard the elevator clicked so she quickly walked away from him but Rafael pulled her again, holding her firm on the waist before they finally came out of the elevator.

The driver opened the Limousine's door for them. Rafael sat beside her then he rested his hand on her thighs. Both of them are quite as if they ran out of words.

She wanted to talk but what would she say? Will it be fine to ask him how is he? Wouldn't it be so awkward?

"Ask." She looked at Rafael in surprise when he suddenly speaks.

How did he know what she wanted to do? Is she that transparent?

"Ahm, h-how are you?"

She frowned at her question. What kind of question was that?

"I'm good," Rafael answered shortly.

"Ahh." That is the only word she was able to say then she distracted herself from looking at every place they passed.

Rafael's not much of a talker and she is also not the type of person to speak first just to talk to people. She doesn't even know how to start a conversation. Proof of that is her awkward question just now.

Ah, this is damn awkward! She thought.

It is so awkward that she secretly thanked God when they finally reached the university where she will be attending.

Rafael went down first then he offered his hand to her which she gladly accepted. She couldn't help but smile as she stared admiringly at the tall school building.

She could feel the students looking at them especially at Rafael. She couldn't blame them though, the guy is very good looking that he deserves every hot stare that he is receiving right now from the female students. And of course, their car is also one of the most expensive cars in the world.

It is a Lamborghini Aventador Limo that every time she thinks of the price she gets overwhelmed.

She turned to the man and was about to thank him for giving her a ride but his lips met him that surprised her. He kissed her fully on the lips and it didn't seem to matter to him even though people were staring at them. Instead, he just wrapped his arm around her waist and deepened the kiss.

She hesitated at first but just a few seconds and she has already given up. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him for a deeper kiss. They were both gasping for breath when they finished kissing. Their bodies remained glued and their lips were only inches apart.

"Don't let any other guy touch you, my little angel. You are mine to keep and I don't intend to share you. You are mine, you get that? Mine." He said possessively that fasten her heartbeat.

He traced her lips with his thumb and she felt him squeezing her waist sending that familiar sensation throughout her body.

When she nodded in response to him, that's when he only distanced himself from her. "Now go to your class. I'll pick you up later."

"You d-don't have to. I-I can go home by myself." 

She knows that Rafael owns a company and how busy he is. She doesn't want to bother him anymore when she just can do it all by herself.

"No. I'll pick you up and that's final. Now go. You'll be late for your class." He said then gave her a peck on her lips before he got back into the car.

Michelle just sighed as she stared at the passing car.

She will never really win over him.

When his car completely disappeared from her sight, that's when she only entered the university. She could feel the stares of her fellow students as she walks down the hallway towards her classroom.

She decided to take Fine Arts since that is exactly what she has wanted since she was a child. She wanted to be an artist, a painter.

She was walking with her eyes on the floor. She can't meet the intense gaze that people are giving her. She doesn't know if they are admiring or gossips about her. 

She was still walking with her eyes on the floor that she didn't even notice that a man was on his way towards her causing them to collide.

She lost her balance and she fell on the floor.

She groaned. 

Ah, how many times will she be embarrassed for today?

"Shit!" She heard the guy cussed but she didn't even look at him.

When he knelt by her side and offered her some help, that's when she only looked at the guy, to find how good looking he is. 

The guy has a pair of black eyes and thick eyebrows. Its nose is also pointed and its lips are very well shaped. And its skin color, well, he's pale. Different from Rafael who is tanned.

The guy has this boy next door look that he may even pass as an actor.

"Are you okay, Miss?" He worriedly asked her and helped her to get up. 

She flinched slightly when she felt a little pain in her butt but she still managed to get up.

"I'm sorry. I didn't notice you." The guy apologized.

"Oh, no. I should be the one to apologize. I am the one who's not looking at where I'm going." She said and gave him a small smile which he returned with a wide smile showing his pair of cute dimples.

He raised his left hand for a handshake "I'm Stevens by the way." He introduced himself.

She reached for his hand. "Michelle." She said and was about to say how great it was to meet him but suddenly what Rafael said entered her mind.

Don't let any other guy touch you, my little angel.

Hse hastily let go of Stevens' hand which was frowning. "Is there a problem?" He asked in confusion.

She tried to smile at him even though she was nervous. As much as she could, she did not want to disobey Rafael's order even though he could not see her. She didn't want to give him a reason to be angry with her because that's the last thing she wanted to happen. For him to get mad at her.

Even though she had never seen it before, she knew that getting Rafael Standford, mad is not a good thing. So she should avoid things that he wouldn't like.

"Ahm, I-I gotta go. I'm going to be late. Nice meeting you!" She said to the astonished Stevens whose eyes are following her as she took quick and big steps towards the classroom she was looking for.

She was relieved when she finally found the classroom. She peeked inside the classroom only to find a few students.

There is still no professor.

She took a deep breath before she decided to enter and the moment she entered the room, she already caught the attention of the whole class who were half male.

Their eyes are following her each step which made her uncomfortable.

Some of the women here probably saw the scene with Rafael outside the university earlier.

She chose the farthest seat near the window and she ignored her classmates. She just pretended as if she did not care.

She got his sketch pad and pencil and started to draw her brother's face. That's what she did to entertain herself. She was so engrossed in her drawing that she did not even notice the guy that was staring at her who was just in front of her. If it hadn’t spoken, she really wouldn’t have noticed him.

"Nice." A comment from that guy made her raise her head and there she saw him again. The guy she bumped into. It is Stevens.

"What are you doing here?" She asked while frowning.

Did he follow her?

Stevens smiled at her widely, showing his pearly white teeth and his dimples making him looked cute.

Without even asking for permission, Stevens sat down next to her vacant seat and faced her. "Well, I am a Fine Arts student that's why I am here. So hello classmate." Said Stevens with a friendly tone.

She stared at him. He doesn't seem to be kidding.

So, they will be classmates? Well, so what if they become classmates?

She just nodded then continued what she was doing and again, pretended as if she didn't give a fuck at her classmate's curious stares.

"Did I do something wrong?" Stevens's question stopped her from what she was doing.

She turned to look at him again with a confused look on her face.

"It's because I feel like you don't want to talk to me. We were okay a while ago then all of a sudden, it's like you don't want to be associated with me anymore. So if I did something wrong, I'm sorry okay. I just wanted to be friends with you." Stevens said.

And she suddenly felt guilty.

"You didn't do anything wrong. It's just that..."

"It's okay. You don't have to explain." He said while there was a small smile on his lips. "So if I did not do something wrong, can we be friends?"

"Uhm..."

"It's okay if you don't want to. I won't force you to be friends with me. It's just that you looked like a good person so I want you to be my friend but if you don't want to, it's okay."

Why does she feel like he's doing this on purpose? Making her feel guilty?

She just shook her head.

Well, Stevens looks like a good guy and she is not doing anything wrong so maybe it's okay if she accepts his friendship.

She smiled at him. "Okay." She replied.

"Okay? What do you mean with okay?"

Stevens's forehead is furrowed which she finds so cute. "Okay. As in I'm willing to be your friend." 

Stevens's smile widened when he smiled at her happily like a little kid then said, "Okay!".

Stevens and she spent the whole day together. She also learned a lot about him, like old he is, where he lives, and more. Stevens has been told a lot of things about him. He is very talkative.

They were out of university when Stevens offered her a ride. "Thank you Stevens but someone will be here to pick me up."

"Is that so? Okay then, I'll just join you here while you wait for that someone to pick you up." He said then started telling her funny stories again.

The both of them were laughing as Stevens recounted the embarrassing events in his life until a car stopped in front of them which surprised the two of them.

Rafael came down from the war whose face cannot be painted as he looked at the two of them.

"Get in." His voice was as cold as ice, causing a strange cold on her body.

"I will be leaving no---" But she was not able to continue what she's saying when Rafael roared.

"Get. In. Now!"

She moved quickly upon hearing Rafael's words.

And even before she could finally close the car door, the car has already started moving.

She was scared at how fast the car is but she did not even dare talk especially that the anger was so obvious on his face. It also has a very tight grip on the steering wheel with the veins in its hand coming out.

She just closed her eyes and prayed that they would reach their destination safely.