Her Name Was Rose *Mj Fanfic*

Trial / Playboy Part II

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*Michael*

Have I fallen for Rose? In such a short time? I think so. I've grown so protective over her. I hate the way these people are treating her. Yeah she was difficult to work with and she was mean but you don't know her story. You don't know her at all. I still don't know her but I want to. I don't want to know about Rose the star, I want to know about Rosalinda, the beauty.

I look down at her, still sleeping on my chest. Last night was wonderful, I got to explore every inch of her body in ways I couldn't imagine. It was like nothing I've ever done before. I stroke her hair, the sunlight hitting her cheekbones, and she starts stirring in her sleep.

"Mm," she opens one eye. "What time is it?"

"8 am."

Rose stretches her arms out and yawns, sitting up to look at me. Her long hair draping over her shoulders. "Good morning." She smiles.

I push her hair back and kiss her forehead. "Good morning love. How did you sleep?"

"I slept like a baby. It was the best sleep I've gotten in forever. Thank you for last night Michael."

"You're welcome." I say, rubbing her thigh. She leans in and kisses me, smiling as she deepens the kiss. She breaks away, blushing.

"Sorry, I like kissing you."

"It's okay, I enjoy you kissing me." I blush. "What are your plans today? Do you want to come to rehearsals with me?" I offer.

"I would love to, but I have to meet with my lawyer and the detective to see about what's going on with this embezzlement case." She says, frowning.

"Hey," I lift her chin up. "Don't worry about it alright? This will all blow over before you know it. And when it does you can perform again. Maybe this time you can have me in your set." I smile.

She chuckles. "Hopefully it'll blow over. I just gotta have hope."

"I believe in you. You just gotta keep the faith." I pat her leg. "Come on, I'll drive you to your lawyers office." I get up and go to the bathroom to wash up, and Rose is picking out her outfit for the day.

The phone rings and Rose asks me to answer it.

"Hello?"

"Chico? You're at my daughters house still? Oh no did you guys fuck? YOU BETTER NOT HAVE GOTTEN HER PREGNANT PENDEJO."

"Who is it?" Rose yells from the closet.

"It's your mom, she thinks I got you pregnant."

"Oh God, give me the phone." I hand her the phone and she places it on speaker.

"Mom you're on speaker."

"What?! So everyone can hear me? Heyyy. Anyways where are you going today? I'm gunna meet you because the guy I went back to the hotel with has to go to rehearsals today. He gave me his number and boy can he fu-"

"Mom! We don't want to hear that." Rose groans, and I burst out laughing.

"Sorry, but you might have a new stepdad soon mija, I mean, he's 32 and I'm 47 but hey we can work it out."

"Mom, I'm almost 30! That's weird you dating someone that's my age ew. Anyways I'm going to meet with my lawyers."

"Oh! That's today? When do you have to be there?"

Rose checks the time,"At 10, but you're not coming with me."

"The fuck do you mean I'm not coming ? Bitch I pushed your bony ass out my vajeen and you're telling me I can't go to a meeting that your life depends on?!"