MJ FANFIC - Mr. BONDAGE (Complete) *RE-EDITING IN PROGRESS*

Chapter 3

This story contains, strong vulgar words and strong sexual content. Viewer Discretion is advised.

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Chapter 3

His arms are folded, while he continued to stare at me.

Then a smile managed to get to him then he chuckled.

"Can I be able to trust you, Ms. Hill?" He asks.

"Why, of course"

"I hope so, here" He says handing me a card.

"Wh-What's that?"

He sighs and closes his eyes.

"Your very nervous ... for a confident girl"

"I..Well..It's just that i'm a huge fan ..and I thought that you were-

"Old?..." He cuts me off chucklig low with his back turned.

I looked down and shook my head. I kind of thought of that somewhere but I didn't imagine my role model being around 27? and being unexceptably gorgeous.

"No...not really..well-

"It's fine, alot of my clients guessed that.. Mainly because I don't do public apperances or go anywere at all." He explains.

"Oh." I chew on my lip.. Why am I blushing he's only saying the simplist of things to you. Pull it together, your confident. Not a shy school girl.

"Kristy" He says

I look up immediatly.

"I would like us to have a nice relationship, but as I told you before not to put your head down when I speak to you..eye contact is important with me, okay?" He spoke, stroking his chin.

I gasped small. Oh great, I forgot.

"I'm sorry..I don't do that normally..just with you" I gasp and close my eyes and curse myself but not out loud.

He chuckles but it eventually fades as he says.

"Well...I hope you learn to tame that action ... Or else I won't be so nice next time" He rest his fist gently on his desk.

What does he mean by that? Already, I'm getting him in a bad mood and here I am still blushing.

I gulped, giving him all eyes.

"Okay," I say more focused.

"I'll be sure to see you tomorrow, correct?"

"Yep" I say, grabbing my bag and standing up.

He grabs his drink and takes a sip.

He was a bit unusual. Very weird. I didn't know how to feel. His voice was calm and soothing but also made me tingle with fear and happiness. He was beyond beautiful. Those glassy brown eyes. His lips and his jawline all possibly made me blush from his profection. The ultimate was that, he had odd body language.

I snapped back into reality making my way to the elevator.

Getting out I make my way out hearing a farmiliar scream.

"That cunt bitch!" Chelsea shouts. Oh god she's on the phone again.

I sigh loudly and don't even think about going over to her, I just wanna go home.

She sees me and calls me anyway.

"Kristy! Come here!"

"I got...I gotta go" I clinch my teeth tiredky tilting my head.

"How did it go?!" She smiled.

"Uh..nothing really.. He's very serious about his work..and doesn't like certain things but he's, fine" I say.

"Really..I had a feeling"

"And he's..really young" I say, lifting my bag higher on my shoulder. "Were having dinner, a business meeting around 8pm" I say.

"How young?" She grins and in complete curiousity.

"27-8? Maybe"

She gasps. "Is he cute?"

"ugh chels.. Why are you asking this? He's my damn boss"

"And?"

"And he's off limits.. Besides there is no way he doesn't have a girlfriend or something" I say.

"SO HE IS CUTE!" She gasps again.

"I have to go" I leave.

"Kris! Call me tonight will you!"

I nod as I opened the door and left.

From the clear glass window, Michael could spot Her getting into her vehicle.

Little does she know, what she's gonna get soon.