My Only One || A Michael Jackson fanfic

My Only One || A Michael Jackson fanfic

  • WpView
    Reads 163
  • WpVote
    Votes 17
  • WpPart
    Parts 11
WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing49m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Jun 6, 2026
WpInfo
Fiction
Romance
For three years , Jane Hamilton has worked backstage at Michael Jackson's concerts, staying far from the spotlight while helping everything run perfectly behind the scenes. But after years of quiet moments, late-night conversations, and stolen galnces,Michael begins to see Jane as more than just part of the crew. Whar starts as a simple friendship slowly turns into something deeper - softer, more intense, and impossibile to hide from the world around them. Playlist ~ Stranger In Moscow Human Nature Dirty Diana Chicago Remember The Time Liberian Girl Lady In My Life I Just Can't Stop Loving You Butterflies You Are Not Alone Heaven Can Wait Break Of Dawn The Way You Make Me Feel Rock With You Speechless 2000 Watts
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • Her Prison, Her Pleasure(Intersex)(EDITING)✓
  • ခိုဝင်တိမ်းမူးမြတ်နိုးရပါသော...နှလုံးသားငယ်
  • Heer~THE UNWANTED DAUGHTER
  • The Royal's Love
  • The Enigma's debt
  • Temperature Gap
  • UNFAITHFUL HEART
  • No Place Like Home - PREVIEW ONLY
  • The Sinister
  • AKSHARA - THE FORGOTTEN SEED

Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines