Crushing on Royalty (The Cuttings #1) [To Be Reconstructed]

Chapter 25: A Point of View

MICHAEL CUTTING

Bloody hell!

Natalie pulled my head to meet her lips with mine, never leaving her hand in my hair. I'd liked Natalie. As a friend. As our lips met, I gave a loud intake of breath from the shock of her brazenness. This was wrong...so wrong. She slid her tongue inside my mouth, then bit my lower lip gently.

At that moment, I snapped and went back to where I truly was.

But before I could shove Natalie away, I felt someone pull me back roughly.

I saw Keller's hands pushing Natalie away hard, then she pounded on my chest with a look of pure anger and hurt in her emerald green eyes. I couldn't speak for a moment from the shock of it all.

Then she got off the bed and exited the room in a huff. I could've admired her then and there for her spirit but she was bloody angry at me and she was getting away!

I was engaged, for God's sake. Natalie was a sodding idiot. I'm in love with Keller!

That was the fucking truth of it all.

Natalie tried to grab my arm, but I shrugged her off. I began to run away from the room in a rush to find Keller.

"COME BACK TO ME!" Natalie screamed.

That was not going to happen.

"You're a bloody madwoman!" I said, as I got farther away from the room and from her.

I saw Keller running in that ridiculously high heels of hers that Ria's team made her wear.

Everyone saw what had happened, but they'd acted indifferently, going on about their task. I kept hearing Natalie echoing my name, and when I didn't answer, she screeched for me to come back. I ignored her, seeing Keller running as fast as she could.

Great. I made Keller despise me. I hurt her so much, I could see that now as she determinedly ran away from me.

The thing is, she had it all wrong! I had to tell her that.

Bugger that, she was fast!

I pushed my legs farther, faster, and the next thing I knew, I was behind her. I grabbed her elbow and spun her around, panting heavily. Oh God...she looked so betrayed. I could tell she didn't want to cry but she couldn't hold them back.

"Keller," I told her, swallowing. I looked at her deeply, telling her that I didn't mean to do it. "It's not what you think. You have to believe me!"

But her eyes darkened with hatred. She curled her lips dangerously and, before I could even react, she pulled her arm back and slapped me so hard, it was a miracle I didn't fall back. I felt the sting of hand connecting with flesh.

I closed my eyes from the pain, and saw her turn her back on me, walking away stiffly.

Then she was gone.

I shook, feeling terrible and angry that she didn't trust me enough not to cheat on her. This day shouldn't have happened.

I wanted to follow her still, but I sighed instead and placed my hand on the bridge of my nose, closing my eyes. Bloody Natalie and these photo shoots.

I couldn't help feeling a little sting in my chest because of Keller not believing me.

All these thoughts were running and swimming in my head like it was the goddamn Olympics.

For chrissakes, I was an engaged bloke who had been in the clutches of his psychotic ex-girlfriend.

Why did I even let Natalie be here? Why did I agree to this? I never should have let this happen.