What would happen if Prince fell in love obsessively with a modest waitress named Missy? And she rejected his advances? Will Prince cross reason and become sick with love?
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April 18th, 1990, residence of Elton John, London, England.
Missy sat opposite Elton at the kitchen table and clenched her fingers on the cup of coffee she was holding. When she told him she agreed to help George, Elton was speechless.
Finally he adjusted his glasses and began:
— You know I didn't expect that from you.
—Elton — Missy smiled ironically. —I know I disturb you here.
—No — Elton said, but Missy raised her hand, signaling him to let her finish.
— You want to start living — she said. — I understand that. You've been good to me during this time, but I have to move on. I have someone to think about. Instinctively, she put her hand on the rounded stomach.
—Missy, you can always count on me — Elton assured her. — George needs this deal more than you think.
—He'll have to get extra bodyguards — Missy murmured. —Prince will want to take revenge on him.
—George doesn't have to be afraid of this dwarf — Elton raised an eyebrow, amused. —He can make a face.
Missy didn't answer. When Elton called Prince a dwarf, she felt as if he had insulted her personally. Maybe Prince was crazy about her, but she still loved him.
—Can you inform George that I agree?— Missy asked what Elton replied:
—I think it's better if you tell him yourself.
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At the same time, George Michael's residence, London.
— Yes, Mr. Naughty — George grunted, holding his lover by the hips. —Tell me you're fine. Come on, Dave.
—Yes, little pervert — a guy named Dave moaned as George pressed on him.
