No Ordinary Love (Michael Jackson And Solange Fanfiction)

No Ordinary Love (Michael Jackson And Solange Fanfiction)

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Sienna is a woman who has went through it all. Probably more than any other woman could ever imagine. She's been sexually abused. She's been in a toxic and abusive relstionship. She's seen what fame can do to a person and she's seen the treasures and horrors of being in love. There is only one man she's ever loved. She loved him since they met in 1973....Michael Jackson. Oh how she loved that boy...now a grown man. Is he really in love with her or is he using her to get over Diana Ross? We may never know. Should she stick beside him or try to find love elsewhere? Would be a bit hard since Michael is all she's ever known. Watch her rise to fame through the 80's and fall in and out of love with Fab Morvan, Daryl Hall, Michael Jackson, and Maxi Priest, all the while her best friend since she was 8 years old Prince Roger Nelson is at her side...who by the way is in love with her, but Sienna is clueless of Prince's love for her more than a friend. Read to watch it all unfold....STARTING FROM THE BEGINNING.
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(This story is very cheesy) For Mature Audience. 1987 Calabasas, California She inhaled sharply, crossing her leg over the other. With a raise of her brows, she smiled. "Do you like bein' a bodyguard?" He glanced at her through the corner of his eye. His arms folded over his chest. "Yeah-It pays good." The back of his head was against the head of the couch. His dimpled chin was up in the air. Upward his lidded eyes drifted. "Do you like bein' a director's wife?" He mumbled, bringing his hand up. He brushed a few loose coils of hair away from his face. The floor shot into her view. A sharp exhale flew out of her mouth. "I-Uh-Nice-It's nice," she stammered. Her head nodded along to her words. "Nice?" Her brows shot up, she strained a grin. "Nice." Suddenly her lips were forced into a slight frown. A crease formed between her brows. She shook her head slightly. "I'm sorry. I'm not no good with words," she sighed. "No, I'm sorry I asked that. That was a real' stupid question." "It wasn't stupid. Nobody's ever asked me that before," she said through a forced laugh. 'Nice,' she repeated to herself. ⓒ 2025 All Rights Reserved

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