The Stripper (18+) A Michael Jackson Book

Chapter 44: Secrets

NOTE: From this chapter forward things will start to happen and a lot of things/ encounters that will happen you'll only know what was discussed in them up ahead, I can't say much because I don't want to ruin things
for y'all but pay attention to the little details AND remember that not everything is as it appears! ;)

Michael's POV:

I looked at her, for the eighth time in less than fifteen minutes. And Natalie still seemed lost in her thoughts. In front of me the Marketing manager explained his new proposals for the
beginning of the next year with the aim of making Jackson's Industry the best real estate across the continent. The ideas were incredibly exciting, however seeing Natalie so aerial left me lost since we came back from NY she was like this, and for some unknown reason decided not to share, just said that she was on her period. I know that something else is wrong. So, I just decided to respect and give her space.

"I will leave all the reports for you to analyze calmly." The boy spoke as he straightened his suit.

"Sure, it's a great idea, Niall."

"As soon as you have an answer, if you approved or not, I would be happy to know, sir."

"Don't worry, Miss Jones will take care of scheduling the next meeting for us to make any changes if necessary."

"Alright, excuse me, Mr. Jackson." The boy stood up and walked towards the exit. Natalie slowly stood up and stared at me, adjusting her small glasses on her face.

"As soon as you analyze all of Niall's reports let me know, I'll call him again." She said patiently.

"Of course."

"Do you need something?" I took a deep breath and stood up. I walked towards the beverage counter receiving a scolding look from Natalie, who stopped in the exact moment that I served myself some coffee. Lately she's been controlling the amount of Whiskey I drink. According to her that was an exaggeration. And would only let me drink it in special occasions.

"There we go." I said with a smile, raising the cup of coffee. Natalie smiled and approached.

"I just want to take care of you." She
said calmly.

I placed the cup on the counter where I leaned slowly. Natalie stood near to the point where I could wrap her waist with my arms, and so I did.

"Michael..." She whispered, looking at the door.

"Relax, I'm not going to do anything. I just want to spend some time with you." I squeezed more Natalie in a comfortable embrace, being able to feel her breathing deeply and relax in my arms. We stayed like this for a few long minutes, that I confess have been wonderful.

"What do you think of us taking the afternoon off?" She stared at me with narrowed eyes and opened a smile.

"Have you noticed that we have a thousand things to solve, baby?"

"I know, but Paul is the manager, despite being somewhat lost he can handle himself for an afternoon."

"I don't know, Michael, there are things that only you can solve."

"Nothing that can't wait until tomorrow, Nelly." Natalie bit her lip, showing a thoughtful expression. She looked wonderful that morning, which wasn't different from the other days of course. Today she was wearing all black, which looked very good on her, I confess.

Tight social pants that highlighted perfectly well the sinuous curves of her body. A turtleneck and long sleeves black sweater. Her hair was loose and straight, falling perfectly well on her back.