Not Just The Maid [Michael Jackson Fantasy]

Caring or Crooked?

*Narrator's POV*

It had been 2 months since Michael and Lana had begun their blossoming romance. Everything seem to be perfect about one another. There was just one thing wrong that neither of them knew about. The maid that had been hired in place of Michael's lover, was stealing Gucci watches, money and clothes from Michael's supporting and loving fans who were sending these items to him. How was she able to commit these crimes? It was simple. Michael and Lana had been so infatuated with one another that love had blinded their every surrounding.

*Lana's POV*

As I calmed down from my last intoxicating high, I pecked Michael's lips as I stared at him above me. Sweat was the reason for his sexy, wet curls that gave his face a mysterious and loving approach. His beautiful brown eyes stared back into mine as he climbed off of me, cuddling me close in his arms.

As we cuddled and snuggled through the early morning, at 4am, I felt the need to get up and drink some water. As I walk down the dark corridors, I pause as I pass the Tribute room - a place where Michael stores fan paintings and other gifts. At all times, this door was closed, unless Michael came in to reminisce.

Why is this door open at these early morning hours?

I tiptoe very quietly to the door and peek in, seeing someone stash something in a black bag. Wtf?

I check my pockets for anything when conveniently, I feel my phone in the pocket of my shorts. Taking my iPhone out, I snap a pic, reserving evidence for later.

I clear my throat, watching as a familiar face turns around, having stare-worthy eye contact with me.

"Maria? What are you doing?" .......

Michael's maid is stealing from him on the low?....

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