The Stripper (18+) A Michael Jackson Book

Chapter 24: Fuck you all the time

NOTE: For a better reading, when I
point out during the chapter, listen
to Fuck You All The Time by Jeremih
(Shlohmo Remix) ;)

Michael's POV:

The way back would be long, but this
time I wouldn't mind. Nothing would
change my mood that day.
Absolutely nothing.

I thought as I stared at Natalie who was sitting next to me, the woman seemed to be more tired than ever. It wasn't for less, of course. Our last few hours had been busier than normal.
I smiled as I remembered our time
together inside that room, every
detail was imprinted in my mind,
like a movie. Scenes and more scenes
replayed constantly, causing me to
smile like an idiot.

"Oh God, Michael, don't be silly." I
whispered to myself shaking my head.
Natalie shifted on the car seat with
the noise I had just made. The
brunette slept serenely, with her head leaning against the window beside
her. Sometimes she complained
unconsciously because of the car
movement.

I pushed back one little strand of her
hair, making the woman let out a deep breath. She had such delicate features, almost hand-drawn. Her lips were shaped by the Gods, rosy and fleshy. A brunette with a body and features completely Latin, that attracted me so much.

I pulled her body carefully onto mine,
preventing her from waking up. And
instinctively, Natalie snuggled in my
arms quickly, accommodating herself
in the best way possible. The weather
was cold, but I would warm her up.
I grabbed my coat and covered the woman who almost trembled of cold. I placed a small kiss on top of her head affectionately and roamed my hands slowly over her back. It was good to have her like this, Natalie was the type of woman who needed to be cared for, loved and wanted every day. And I could be the person to offer her all of it.

Through the rearview mirror I could
see Fred looking at us with a smile of
who understood everything there. He
would be the witness of a lot of things, like he always was. But I trusted Alfred, it's been years since he works for me, and he had never let me down.

"If you tell anyone I'll fire you." I said smiling at the man who laughed sweetly.

"I won't tell anyone, sir. I'm happy
for you."

"You are?" I asked confused.

"Yes, I always knew it would end up like this."

"How? And why?" I asked quietly as to
not wake up Natalie.

"I just knew. Glances are enough for
us to realize what happens, sir.
And if you allow me to say, your gaze
towards that girl was different from the beginning."

"Is it so obvious?" I asked confused.

"No, only who knows you very well can tell." I didn't speak.

Was I being so obvious? I didn't want to fall in love, I shouldn't. I didn't fall in love.

"Why do you have to do this to me?"
I thought looking at Natalie that didn't
even imagined the mess that was going on in my head. I wanted her, and I had her. But what about the rest? The company and everyone?

I loved her sweet way, the smile with
the tongue between the teeth, but at
the same time I loved her decided
and attractive way. That woman
was admirable, her beauty was
unmistakable, her intelligence. One
day I would see Natalie in front of a big project. Making decisions like a good businesswoman that I knew she would be. But what about Karla? She was still the owner of my desires, my wants. She was just sharing the position with the brunette in my arms.

For a moment I thought about having
both of them. And one of two things:
I would go crazy, or I would make them crazy.

It wouldn't work under any
circumstances. And I was no longer
that type of person, I would never do
something like that to both of them, they didn't deserve it. The only option
would be to let go of one of them.
Who would you let go of?
In that exact moment I found myself
torn between desire and love? I
shook my head at the thought of such
possibility. It would be hard to choose.
Or not.