The Billionaire's Switch

CHAPTER 05

Surprised by his sudden behavior, Max laughed. “Is this another trick of yours? From heart-shaped eye b***h going to a fierce tiger? How fascinating! I almost fell”. He said. He was informed by his mother about this guy's amnesia on the phone earlier. But remembering the reaction he got when he entered the room was shocked as if he didn't expect to see him, more than the feeling of confusion and helplessness from having no memory of his past. And adding their rude verbal interactions earlier is another. Usually, an amnesia patient should be timid because of his condition. He's should behave and ask questions since he doesn't know anyone. But all he heard was cursing and insulting words towards him as if he despised him.

France doesn't understand a thing that Max was saying. But based on his rude behavior towards him, he must be hated, Lance. And he doesn't know why.

Max walked over and sit on the bed facing France. He doesn't why but for whatever reason, he's having fun right now. It's the first time that this guy talk to him rudely.

“Could you move over or better yet, leave the room. Your face is suffocating.” France complain with a flushed face, remembering their one-time steamy kiss.

“Before, you were like a leeched. Sticking to me whenever you got the chance. Is that what amnesia does? Then, I'm amused” Max said while smirking leaning closer.

“How about this”, and even leaned closer.

“You get on my nerves, you dickhead! Lean more closely and you'll regret it.” He warned.

“Oh..should I be afraid?” He grinned. “I wonder what you're capable of”. And laughed like some devil who's possessed.

France now was pissed by this man's atrocity. He's enjoying making fun of him and annoying him. And he's at his limit.

Still laughing, “What now? I'm waiting. Or, are you chickening out already.” he said provoking him. Seeing his pissed face make him laugh again.

All of a sudden, France lift both of his hands and brought them to Max's cheeks, touching and feeling them. This was the only revenge he could think of. Since Max hated Lance, he should be f*****g annoyed by the mere touch of this person.

Max froze upon seeing the hands on his cheeks. As if it's like fire burning, heating him throughout his body. He instantly removed his hands and glared at him.

“What the f*****g think you're doing?” He snarled. Something was awakened within him but he can't figure it out.

France, smiled when he got the reaction he wanted. He never think that it would be this effective. Seeing Max's flustered face and wide eye, he got his own f*****g medicine. Maybe now he'll leave the room so he can be at peace.

“Woahh! Easy there! I just touched your cheeks to make you stop convulsing with laughter. What's wrong with that? He smirked with a half-ass smile. “It's not like it's your first time to be touched there, is it? You dickhead,” he added.

He was now furious, how dare he touched his face like that. As he said, it was not the first time that someone touched his face. Grabbing his cheeks by his index and thumb fingers, he furiously said “The audacity of you to touch me. Remember this, this will not end today. You started it, I will end it.” Pinching his cheeks even harder than releasing them.

Wincing with pain, he screamed, “It hurts, you f**k! And what started and end it? What the f**k are you saying, dickhead? Just by touching your f*****g cheeks, you made a big deal out of it? Is that some kind of a holy? You're not making any sense here.”

Max just glared at him not saying anything and leave, slamming the door closed. Not care if it's a hospital.

“Boss, ready to go?” His driver/bodyguard asks. Hearing no response, he started the engine and drove off. Seeing his face, he dared not to start a conversation with him. Is it another woman, he wondered. But dealing with a woman was no problem with his boss. Everyone has price a for him.

Inside the car, Max could still feel his anger. Anger for that wrench and himself. When his warm hands touched his face, he feels electrified, sending sparks all over his body including his groin. In the past, whenever that f*****g wrenched touched him, he could only feel disgusted to his nerves. But today was different, his body reacted. And his smile, it's different. Especially his eyes, he remembered someone like him. The way his eyes glared, the way his ears and face flushed.

France was now discharged from the hospital and they're driving now home. Now, what will he do? He thought. It's like he's starting again from zero. New life, new start. Is this a good chance to live his life again? He thought.

“Son, are you feeling any uncomfortable? Are you in pain? Should we go back to the hospital?” His mother asked seeing his troubled face of his.

“No, no, m-mother. I'm okay. It's just that I can't r-remember anything.” He stammered. Still feel awkward saying the word mother.

“Are you sure? Just tell me anything okay?”

He nod and said, “I will.”

The car entered a hand-forged Mediterranean-style double entry gate in an exclusive villa and not far away he saw a modern contemporary house design. Arriving closely, the house was very exquisite. Probably cost a million dollars, he thought. They went out of the car and he was amazed by the surrounding. It's like you living in the meadow in the city. Surrounding the house were tall trees and below was a carpet-like grassland growing with different flowers.

“Welcome home, son.”His mother said, hugging him. “Your room is upstairs. The only door on the right side. Do you want me to escort you there?”

“N-no, mom. I'll be fine. I'll find my way up there.” He answered, still dumbfounded. He never thought Lance was this rich. Looking around the house, everything is expensive, from the chandelier and even the rug. Will he be able to live this kind of life of Lance? He was used to living in poverty, striving every day of his life to earn money.