You had just sorta been watching as the rain pitterpattered on the penthouse windows. Your room was some glorified sleeping chamber.. how had you even ended up being roomies with that billionaire? Why did he-

Suddenly your train of thought was cut off my your bedroom door opening and a very cranky Miguel barging in. He crawled over you on the bed, flipped you onto your stomach, then flopped down ontop of you. Before you could say anything he grumbled "Cállate.."