The Billionaire's Switch

CHAPTER 02

France shuddered when he saw the man's face go dark, leaning forward the man whispered “Curious how a dog will f**k you here and make a mess of you?” And abruptly snag France's head and kissed him. Soft and warm lips brushed against his lips. At the age of twenty-four, he had shares of women too but it's all about getting themselves off.

The man's kisses were forceful, pressing firmly against his lips, living him no air to breathe. The man successfully probes his tongue inside France's mouth, playing, as he tugs France's tongue to intertwine with his and sucks it as if it was candy. France could not keep anymore the moan he was trying to contain in his throat and let it out. Hearing it makes the man deepen the kiss, sucking France's tongue thoroughly and licking and biting everywhere inside. France struggled to break free from the man's embrace as he was about to lose air but the other was too strong that he didn't even move a muscle. Just as he was to asphyxiate by kissing, the man pulled up. There were glistening white threads stretching between their lips.

The man was surprised by his action. He don't know what had gotten into him to kiss this man. It's like some force was urging him to kiss him and for the first time in his life, he liked it. Looking at him, he liked what he's seeing. Flushed face and ears. His eyes were red, glaring at him like daggers. And his lips which were swollen from the kiss and slightly parting as he catches his breath were tempting. As if the man was enchanted he lower his head and licked and nibbled those lips again and said “Mmhm.. Its sweet, like honey. I can't get enough of it”.

France was stunned to hear it. “You f*****g piece of s**t!! Let go of me!!” France growled and wriggled from the man's embrace. He was shocked by what just happened. It wasn't his first kiss but to be kissed by a man leave him shooked. He can feel pain in both his tongue and lips. As if devoured by a beast. France got his chance to break free when the man loosen his embrace. He pushed the man with all his might and punch him in the face.

“You sick bastard!! I thought my tongue will fall off! Do you think it's a candy that you can gobble up?! f*****g s**t!! You f*****g dog!! France cursed as he wiped his lips but wince at the pain. The man on the ground just laughed as he heard those words. France was getting a feeling that he should leave now. This man is crazy and dangerous. He cannot fathom what his thinking. He wastes no second and runs off hoping they will never cross paths again.

Maxwille Louise Henderson, the CEO of the largest steel company in all of mothers land and who came from an elite and powerful family, can't stop himself from shaking from laughing. It's the first time in his life that this happen. He was amused by the event that happened a while ago. Most especially on the person who just punched him. Never in his life, has he been punched by anyone. Almost everyone bowed to him like he was some of a god. Given his money and background who dares to piss him. Max, licked the blood on his lips as he stare in the direction where the man just left off and grin like a beast as he found his target.

Going home, France was still pissed off at what has happened. How can a man be so vulgar, he thought. But he doesn't care anymore because he will never go back to that place anymore. That man is crazy, most specifically a dangerous one. Preventive is better than cure, France thought.

Later that night, France dreamed of the man he bumped into. His eyes are lifeless, no lights are sipping into them. He's dead but also alive. Then the man mumbled “I want to die. I want to die. I want to die” repeatedly. And finally stared into him. France abruptly wakes up from his sleep.

“What the hell was that dream? So many strange things happened to me lately And now this? Ahh, give me a rest please.” he muttered while sipping his coffee. He savors the coffee he brewed himself and he's not satisfied. It's bland and its aroma has weakened. He must lessen the time when brewing next time. He looked at his wrist and it was already 10:21 in the morning. His shift starts at eleven. This is the only job that left after the incident yesterday. So, he must not be late.

He grabbed the newspaper on the shelves of the store and flip it to the job section not caring to see the front page news. He carefully scans each job ad he read. He needed to find a job that starts at night because his daytime is occupied by his shift in the store. Luckily, as his shift is ending he found one, and he immediately called and got it.

France, as usual, was walking the same street as the other day as his shift was over. According to their call earlier he can start today at his new job, its only 35 minutes to travel by bus so he can manage. He had to earn a sum of money to open a coffee shop. It's his dream in life.

He never thought that thinking about that dream of his would cause him a distraction. He finds himself in the middle of the road. He can't think of anything. The car approaching him was very fast. The lights and horn coming from the car seem to glue his legs to the ground, unable him to move. Amid the darkness, he muttered four desperate words, 'I want to live.

In another area, the same accident happened. A boy, who's also 24 years old, was hit by a car. Almost the same time as France got hit too. They both got rushed to the nearest hospital and got an immediate operation. The operation lasted for 1 hour and only one survived the accident.