CHICAGO (Michael Jackson)

CHICAGO (Michael Jackson)

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Michael Jackson(30) meets Chicago Adams (25) on Sunset Boulevard. She is a prostitute and this is her first night. Well, Michael's her first client and she's his first prostitute that he picks up. What's the odds of having the one and only international King Of Pop as your first client? This night changed both of their lives. Love blossoms. His family, friends, businessmen and friends are not too keen on their relationship. Michael is head over heels for her but she said:"No strings attached". Michael wants to be her friend and help her. "Love makes you do crazy things to get the one you desire"~La'Kisha. An amazing book with sad and sexy steamy moments. Always, please do: vote,comment,request,suggest. Michael and I, we acknowledge your comments and suggestions.
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"I-I never stopped loving you, you know..." I softly croak out, my eyes connected with the floor. "No matter how bad you hurt me, I just can't stop loving you, Michael." "I'm sorry for hurting you, Ariana. I really am. I know there's nothing that I can do to change what I did but I just can't stop loving you either." He inches closer to me. My eyes flutter and I'm still very woozy from chugging down all those mouthfuls of tequila but no amount of alcohol could get me as drunk as I feel when I'm with Michael. "I love you so much, it hurts." I admit while staring into Michael's chocolate brown orbs. He leans in so close to the point where if either of us made a move, we'd be kissing again. "I forgive you, Michael." I state. "For everything, I just want to move on, I just need you to let me love you." ⚠️ ⚠️ ⚠️- this story does contain smut, mature themes and language, if any of those trigger you, please do not read.

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