Midnight Lover [MJ Fan Fiction]

Chapter 2

Vanessa

"Fuck. I don't know what the FUCK to pack... its 6 am and I'm fucking tired, I stayed up all night doing my own nails and hair for today and I didn't even think of what to pack Irene!" I complained over the phone. Irene has been my best friend since the 3rd grade. She's the only person I trust with my life. She's always been there for me through everything, so I can trust her to keep Michael a secret from telling anybody. My father would be furious if word got out. "I need to be AT the office by 9 with the car packed and ready to go! Girl I just don't know..." "Why don't you wear that cute business outfit that has a 'cut out slit' at the thigh? The short skirt one you bought 3 months ago!? I haven't seen you wear that yet girl, that should be cute yet modest..." Irene replied. She continued, "It's short but not slutty....I mean you'd be sexy yet show class". "Oh yeah!!", I exclaimed. "I forgot all about that suit!". "Hold on girl let me go get it really quick-". I put down my phone and run over to my closet almost tripping over my phone cord.

"Aw yeah here it is!", I say to myself and run back to Irene on the phone. "Girl this is perfect, thank you for reminding me! I love you! I don't know what I'd do without you!". "That's what I'm here for sis!! Okay go get ready, get packed and if you have time later call me back okay?! If not it's fine!". We say our goodbyes and I hang up, continuing to get ready. In my suitcase I pack a bunch of sleeping clothes, panties, bras, swimwear (just incase..I mean..I may want to get in the pool if there's one) leggings, shirts and a couple more business outfits. The chauffer that daddy sent me is outside so I hurry out and he helps me load the car with my bags.

"Ms. Wilner, were you able to eat breakfast? Are you hungry? Should we stop by anywhere to pick something up before we reach the office?", he asks. "Oh Brent, I'm far too nervous to eat anything. I'd probably throw up all over the table at the meeting if I eat anything! I'll just have my water...", I reply. "Are you sure? Your father has ordered me to make sure you have eaten-" "I'm fine Brent, really...thank you for looking out", I rebut. Brent was always looking out for me, he was like an uncle growing up. I have alot of love for him. I get into the back of the car and I put on my shades and look in my compact mirror to shuffle my curls around and put on some dark red matte lipstick.

Its 10:00am. My stomach is fucking churning as we pull up into the driveway of the office where Michael and his team will be meeting us in 2 more hours. Even with knowing that, nervously I ask, "Brent, are they here yet?". "No Ms. Wilner, you still have time. I'll be dropping you here and I'll take all of your belongings to the Royal Suite as your father has instructed me to do so. Don't worry about a thing, you'll do just fine." He walks over and opens my door and allows me to get out before handing me my perfectly folded black tailored jacket that goes with my outfit. "How do I look?" I ask him out of breath. "You look fine, please don't worry, okay?". "Okay Brent...I'll take your word for it." I respond. "Now go in there before you're late! You will be riding with Michael and his team back to the suite", he waves me as he rushes me off. Damnit...I forgot I have to ride with him too!

I walk in and I meet with my father and my co-workers as we set up the room for the meeting. My dad (Mr. Wilner) and I exchanged a few words and he gives me my paperwork of topics to cover during our meeting. There are snacks on the table, water, fruit and coffee ready for anyone that may want to indulge. Not me though, as I was still far too nervous to eat anything, let alone look at it. 2 hours pass by and I'm sitting in my chair ready to about pass out of nervousness and boredom. *Knock Knock*. The door opens slightly. It's the front desk receptionist. "Mr. Jackson and his team have arrived. They are on their way up now", she says. I spring up like a slinky. FUCK....he's here....what am I going to do? What am I going to say? Why am I sweating all of a sudden? Is my lipstick okay? Am I-

The door swings open. Two very tall black men emerge into the room and in walks Michael along with his team. He too, is tall, wearing a black fedora with his hair down, his curls caressing his soft face, and a red button down shirt with black slacks and his signature shoes. He looks so prestine and clean, it's unimaginable. I swallow hard, dusting off my suit trying to keep my composure as he slowly makes his rounds, greeting everyone one by one around the table. He's shaking everyone's hand and bowing very lightly saying hello. I gotta keep my cool...remember what daddy said.

He walks over to my co-worker who is standing right next to me. My heart begins to race a mile a second. I pursed my lips together as anticipation grew harder. He shakes her hand and before I knew it, there he was, standing before me, giving me a beautiful smile. I swallow hard and I smile nervously, putting my hand out to shake his. He grabs my hand....and suddenly pulls me in closer to him, giving me a warm hug, followed by a small kiss on my cheek, greeting me. He pulls back and looks me in the eyes while holding both my hands. "Hello", he bows while still smiling. "It's nice to meet you Vanessa. I've heard alot about you and your fathers humanitarian work and I was interested in partnering with you."

The deep look in his eyes as he stared into my soul was burning through me like a piece of gum on a hot summer sidewalk. "Oh, yes...the...the humanitarian work..
we do, do that haha! That's right", I managed to awkwardly stutter out while trying to act cool. Damnit...I'm fucking up big time...keep your cool girl...you got this. Still staring into my eyes, I avert mine to the left, blushing very hard. He walks over to the spot accross from mine, pulls the chair out behind him and takes a seat, and I follow suit. This fine ass man is sitting right across from me and I can't even look his way. He's also chewing gum. I'm so nervous, I can barely- wait........is that his scent I'm smelling on me!? Jesus lord, he smells so fucking good, like a fresh shower and baby powder. This can't be real life bitch....

"Okay", my father says as he sits back. "Now that everybody is acquainted with one another, let's begin so that we can discuss serious matters."

*1 hour later*

"-And this is why we have to continue our work in helping the people of this country. If not for us, the ones that have the resources and platform to help, I don't know what would be of the people. Thank you all so much that came here to participate today in helping out". While everybody claps at my speech, I take my seat, exhaling at how well I did that, and relieved I was finished with my portion. I glance over at Michael, who is clapping and looking at me with such a condescending grin...almost as if he was humored by my speech. Blushing once again, I look down at the papers in my lap and I attempt to act as if I was looking through them. Suddenly, I feel a kick at my feet under the table. I move my leg and look, only to see Michael's black loafer nudging at my heels. I look up at him and he gives me a thumbs up, smiling while vigorously chewing his gum. Is he always this playful? He doesn't even know me like that....I mean does he notice that I'm blushing? Fuck I hope I'm not too obvious...

"Excuse me, I'm going to use the bathroom", I say as I eagerly get up and walk out, down the hallway and around the corner to hide and calm down for a bit. When I reach the bathroom, I look into the mirror, breathe slowly and fix my hair and re-apply my lipstick to make sure everything is still looking good. This man's presence has me in a fucking chokehold.

10 minutes go by and I feel I'm ready to return back to the office. I exit the bathroom, looking down as I turn the very corner back down the hallway to the office and- *BAM!*. I slam chest first into someone. "Oh my god I'm SO sorry, I should have been looking at where I'm goi-" I stop in my tracks. I had just slammed into Michael himself, and he had his hands wrapped around my arms to soften the blow, looking down into my chest then up to my eyes. "It's okay sweetheart, don't worry about it, I was just on my way to the bathroom too haha, I guess we both should have been paying attention right?", he replied. "Oh by the way, your speech was really really good. The way you talk...with your smile, I can see why you're CEO. You're very charming.... Thats someone I can definitely see myself working with", he continued. I back up and thank him for his compliment but instead I see him biting his lip intently, staring into my eyes again. He really meant what he said...

...is he....is he flirting with me???

END OF CHAPTER 2.
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