"Do you want to get creamy?"
Rockstar Prince has a love for Purple, Spiritual and Pretty things! Then he meets sultry untouched Alex! What happens next could not have been planned!
"Are you hungry?" Prince asked as we gained back our composure. Of course, I am, who wouldn't be?
"Very, why aren't you?" I ask surprised, fidgety trying to get dressed.
"No, not really, I hardly have time to eat, when Music is in me, ready to come out." I marvel at this modern day Mozart; I am in love, and internally I make the decision right there and then to keep our baby safe. Prince wraps his hands around me and says "come."
He guides me towards his private quarters where he had his chef prepare a special vegetarian dish.
Prince then led me to his beautiful marbled bathroom, turned on the water in the tub, helped me out of my clothing. He got undressed and got into the bathtub with me. I rested my head on his chest like a baby; he wrapped his hands around me. It was all so surreal. While in the tub, I noticed a mini television.
I pick up the remote by the bath tub; I proceeded to turn on the tv. Prince tried to stop me:
"No tv, it affects the musical mind." He said kissing on my neck. Too late, I already did. After all, what is the problem?
"This just in, the Artist Prince, just got sued by an ex Charlene Nobody. She claims he has lost his mind, and he did these crazy sex things to her and that he would not let her sell the items he allegedly gave her as a gift." The television blared loudly. I turn around to see a visibly shaken Prince looking at the tv.
Fuming, he grabs the remote and turns off the television. He gets out of the tub and puts on a white robe.
"What was that about?" I ask, with a sinking feeling in my heart. This experience is just too much to bear in one day.
"Nothing my lawyers cannot handle. I am not for sale, and anyone who sells my stuff might as well forget our friendship."
"I did not do anything to that woman. All Charlyne did back then, was spend my money". Next thing we know the phone rang. Prince glanced at the caller; then he picked it up.
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'Steven"
"Prince, it's one your ex-bodyguards, he is selling stories to the press. I believe he is strung out on something. It is not looking good. He said your musical legacy is falling. You are no longer who you used to be. These so called friends selling you out sounds pretty bad."
"I will handle it. Nothing to worry about Steve. I cannot be played anyone who tries to play me plays themselves" He hangs up the phone, his countenance changes as he smiles and says:
"Ready to eat?" he asked helping me out of the bathtub and into a pink cashmere robe. I quietly nod my head.
"I don't eat much; Prince said as we took our seats at the dining table, facing each other. "Sometimes I wish I didn't have to eat; it will be studio time and music time all the way,"
Prince said as he sipped on this tea.
"Well, your music has been fantastic since Purple.."
"Yes but I made great music before then Athena, you should look it up, people tend to make it want to dismiss this. I guess because that was the most commercially successful one everyone harps on that. That is why my baby will be called "King" everything he touches will be a success!" He exclaimed happily with a spark in his eyes. I smiled too and popped a prenatal vitamin in my mouth. To which Prince remarked: "Great got to keep my boy or girl healthy."
"Prince I am worried about you, about us. About Jill and this Charlyne and," I began.
"Shh," he said, jokingly as though ignoring the world around us. "Worrying takes away today's joy and will not solve anything."
"But if Jill returns? What will you do? Should I just go back to my life with Ethan and.."
"Ethan again? Why are you talking about him? Listen, If you are looking for a man who will leave and hurt you, I am not the one. If you are looking for a man that will take care of you and protect you, I am the one."
"Jill will be Jill. Let's talk about the baby and your album. Here is what I propose. I will hire two nannies to be at your beck and call. You will stay with me, they will assume you are my new protege."
"And when the baby bump starts to show how will we explain the baby?"
" We will cross that bridge when we get there. Prince said as he stood up, he gave me a kiss on my forehead. "You should get some rest. I have to head back to the studio. My room is over there. Come."
I follow his lead into the bedroom. As the gorgeous stain glass bedroom door with a mural of his symbol on it swung open, I marveled at the magnificent mirrored room complemented with exquisite marble walls. The large bed stood in the middle of the chamber. I noticed something words scribbled on the mirror "If you say it, then it is true."
"If you say it then it is true?" I asked quizzically. He smiled at me and said " Yes whatever you say, it becomes the truth. I said I was going to be the best musician, and that is what happened. I am the best at what I do. Music."
He said as he led me to the bed. I got into the bed, and he pulled the covers over me:
"Get some rest my Athena, and my future, no one will bother you here." He said placing his head on my stomach for a moment. I smiled happily less concerned about the future. I admired him as he picked out his clothes.
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He got dressed, gave me a kiss and walked out the door.
"Finally, sleep," I muttered happily, closing my eyes in this zen room. I must have gotten twenty minutes of sleep in when I heard a female voice and a loud knock on the door.
"Prince! Prince! Open the door!" She screamed out loud, her fists banging hard on the door. The voice sounded familiar! Oh no! Did Jill get back?
Should I be concerned, or am I trapped in the closet like the when we met?. What should I do?
