Exposed || MJ/Prince

Exposed || Chapter 46

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1985 - New York

Patrice

"Now, Prince is not alone here. The interview was shot at the filming of his new video "America" and the people you'll view onscreen with him are extras.
Finally, you'll hear from his new wife and Soul Train dancer Brenda Michelle for the first time since their beachfront wedding in Miami, Florida. For the first time on television, this is Prince." MTV correspondent Mark Goodman opened the broadcast with while sitting on the edge of a desk.

I immediately turned volume in this bedroom. Light from the television glowed towards my eyes despite the darkness.

"What do you say to those who doubt your marriage?" Prince's manager Stevenquestioned his client as expected.

"Mo! Sugar, I need your help with a question." Prince instantly turned his head.

It wasn't even long before Skip also yelled out loud while facing the very back. Steven chuckled with the music video extras before long.

Moments later, heels clicked and Brenda emerged from the crowded group.

His Queen returned with that trademark aesthetic vengeance.

I could only imagine how she felt dealing with cameras head on again.

Curly lion mane. Dark lipstick. Shapely black mesh dress. Noir shaded ankle boots.

"Hey, Baby. What's the question again, Skip?" Brenda kissed her husband right on the lips before sitting down beside him.

"Stupid question about our marriage. What do you think about people doubting us?" Prince rolled his eyes. I completely understood the frustration displaying onscreen.

"Let everyone speculate, Prince. As long as you and I are happy, the press doesn't matter." Brenda currently held his hand. My heart nearly swooned at this point.

"See? Not to sound cliche, but this is exactly why I married her. Mo will always support me and rationalize anything when I can't express myself with music. Everyone needs this kind of love. Without her, I would only act like this performing robot. Now, I've found a deeper purpose. I'm more willing to listen to other people and care about someone or something other than myself. I love you, Darling." Prince turned to face his beautiful wife and never even halted the smile on his face.

I almost teared up when cameras zoomed in to showcase their interlocked fingers. Those glorious wedding rings officially beamed underneath daylight.

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"Masterpiece Enterprises"

Back to business. I thought to myself.

That next morning, I walked through the entrance. It wasn't long before I unexpectedly discovered Michael placed among rows of lobby seating.

Music thundered as usual to keep this hectic building lively. Footsteps rushed in all countless directions. Regardless of tasks.

Frank Dileo and Bill Bray shook hands with me first before Jackson even noticed my supervising presence.