Chapter 3-"Cameras"

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Michael Jackson's Pov 1987

My tired eyes found themselves to open up and cut through the now dimness of the elevator. I felt pressure on my torso and I saw an angelic face. Her beautiful dark brown hair cascaded over her face and her plump lips lay slightly apart. My heart then started to thump rapidly against my chest. Did we have sex last night? I then remembered I have a fiancée and I'm going to get married in 2 weeks. Now I'm stuck in an elevator with this beautiful goddess that I can't seem to resist.

Cassy stirred in her sleep and used my stomach as if it was a pillow. I couldn't seem to take my eyes off of her, for she was the only person in here and a attractive one at that. Her eyes finally seemed to flutter open after 10 minutes of me admiring her features. Her green orbs widened when she saw me but then returned to their regular size. Knowing her she probably forgot that we were stuck in an elevator together.

She lifted her head off my stomach and looked around the elevator still not saying a word. "Did we..." she trailed off. I shrugged, I'm pretty sure if we did I would remember. She groaned and rubbed her head. "Harry is going to kill me." she said sitting on the other side of the elevator. I felt a pang in my stomache. "Who cares what he thinks." I said crossing my legs. "I do. Well sometimes. But he is my boyfriend and I shouldn't have done that." I shushed her softly when she started rambling.

"He won't find out thou-" I slightly cursed under my breath when I remembered Destiny's glaring eyes as I ran after Cassy. "What's with you?" Cassy asked cautiously. I wanted to respond plainfully, "Nothing." But my voice had a slight annoyance to it and I don't know why. "Damn what's wrong with you? I just asked a simple question." I rolled my eyes and scoffed. "Whatever." She sighed and looked down at her lap.

I don't know why but I felt a pang of guilt. It wasn't her fault, she was more confused on this situation then I was. "Cass I'm sorry." I whispered. She shook her head and held out her hand. "You don't have to apologize. I talk to much." I grabbed her hand and pulled her close to me. "Don't worry, I like it." I heard her lightly laugh and I felt a little shaky. I couldn't help myself when I brushed a strand of hair out of her face and behind her ear.

Her breath became shaky at my actions. The elevator held complete silence as we stared at each other. She slowly bit her lip and I wasn't able to contain myself as I kissed her tenderly on her sweet and inviting lips. Her teeth sunk into my bottom lip and pulled lightly causing me to moan. Our toungues fought for dominance as the kiss became more intense.

My shaky hands found the zipper of her skirt which had to be on her curvy backside. I unzipped it and pulled it down as she lifted my shirt over my head and reattached our lips. I pulled her on top of me so she had her legs on each side of my waist. I groaned hungrily as she took her sweet time unbuttoning her black jacket. I ripped the jacket off and unhooked her bra. "Someone's eager." she whispered against my lips.

"Your so gorgeous." My tone was low and seductive as I ran a finger across her now swollen lips. "Your beautiful." she pressed her forehead to mine as I shook my head. "No. No I'm not." She gave me a surprised look and held my face in her hands. "Michael you are beautiful, and don't you deny it." her voice was soft but stern. I peppered her neck. "Say it again." She bit her lip and continued to whisper in my ear. "Your Beautiful. hermosa. beau. bello." She said seductively In my ear.

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Cassandra Prima's Pov

    I missed his touch as his long slender fingers fans across my lips and body. We both were half-naked in an intense make out session when I pulled back. "We've gotta get out of here." He sighed but nodded. I slipped back on my skirt and jacket and buttoned  some of the jacket since some of the buttons where missing. "Sorry about that." Michael's face was a light shade of pink. I smiled lightly at how adorable he looked and held out a hand to he can get up.

    "It's no biggie but good luck hiding those from your fiancée." I said gesturing to the love bites on his neck. His eyes widened as he touched his neck. "Oh geez." He said feeling all of them. They weren't half as noticeable as mine where. "Now how are we going to get out of here" I tapped my chin and tried looking for an exit. I looked around the elevator and noticed something black in the corner.

   My heart raced faster. "M-Michael." He turned his attention away from his neck to look at what I was looking at.
It was a camera and it was recording us the whole time...

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