Sorry it took me this long to update! I swear I'll update often from now on :D
Once I've reached 150 imagines, the status of this book will be 'completed'. I'll create another imagine book which will be the sequel of this one, because I feel the imagines has gotten so many, that it's hard to look through them :D

Enjoy!

"What are you doing?" I asked.

He removed his shoes and belt, then started unbuttoning his shirt. I decided to get out of the bed he threw me in, but next thing I knew, he jumped on top of me which made me let out a scream.

"What are you..." I couldn't even speak. He grabbed my hands and pinned them on top of my head. The weight of his body prevented  me from moving and I didn't like what I was seeing in his eyes... lust.

"I'm gonna make us husband and wife.." he whispered in my ear.

"What.."

"Since you so much wanted to be my wife tonight."

"Michael no I-" his lips smashed against mine to shut me up.

I couldn't move an inch from behind him.

There was no escape now.

His tongue slid inside of my mouth although I hadn't given him permission. I didn't even know when that happened...

"Mmmmh... M-Mi-" he shut me up, this time not even allowing me to breath. I was very scared if he took this further because... I was a virgin.

I was a god damn, old virgin who was going to be extremely embarrassed if Michael Jackson found out. He had probably had hundreds of women before throwing their selves at his feet, all of them beautiful and skillful! He was probably very experienced in that area and me... I couldn't even kiss properly. I sucked.

"Michael stop!" I took a deep breath when he finally let go of my mouth and moved down to my neck. I tried moving but he had me real strong in his grip. "Micha-" he cut me off.
"What's wrong honey? Don't you want your husband? Ahh?" he placed his knee between my legs and it caused me to jump when I felt him right on my softest spot. I was sure I was blushing as hell!

It was the first time that a man was on top of me and his knee was right between my legs.

"Michael what has gotten in to you?" I asked with a shaky voice. "Stop it!" I commanded, but it sounded more as if I was about to cry like a scared girl.
"Stop it?? Few minutes ago your ass was so smart and you were a concerned wife.. what happened now, honey?" he applied pressure between my legs which caused me to let out a moan and begin to sweat.
"Your l-leg..."
"This leg?" he moved it in a circular motion, pretending he had zero clue what I was talking about.
"M-Michael stop!"
"I don't know YN... your mouth was very smart few minutes ago! Trying to control me, order me around in my damn house, group up with my evil grandma... I just don't know what to do with you! You've been real bad... your husband don't like that!" his breath smelled of alcohol, mixed with his expensive, sweet cologne. I must have been crazy, but I liked it.
"It was only for your good!"
"This will also be for your own good... Imma make you feel good, don't you want that? We are married after all and that's very real!" suddenly I felt him remove his leg from my area only to place his fingers there.
"No!" I cried out of embarrassment.
"Your cheeks are so damn red, girl!" he whispered in my face. "If you blush only from my touch, what will happen after I've removed your clothes? Which is something I'm planning to do right now.." his hand landed on my breasts to unbutton my blouse. This send some kind of sharp sensations that went between my legs.
"NO! Michael stop it!" I got really scared so I jumped with all my strength and managed to get away from under him.
"Why are you yelling!?" he wasn't happy with my actions "You wanted to be my wife, didn't you? Now take the consequences! Come here!" he extended his arm for me to grab but I shook my hand, hugging myself with my arms wrapped around my chest. He rolled his eyes at me "C'mon it's just sex, what's the big deal!?? Don't tell me you don't want me 'cause I won't believe you girl! I notice the sparkle in your eyes when we first met... Come to me.." I was so scared at this point... I begun trembling only at the word 'sex'. I didn't know what to do, but I had to come up with some kind of excuse so that he won't find out I was a virgin.
"I'm not your wife! And I didn't marry to sleep with you! You know very well why we got married! Now I wanna go to bed."
"Oh you'll go to bed, but... after I've fucked our brains out." he was staring at me with eyes full of lust and licked his lips lasciviously. His words sent goose bumps all over my body. Then he begun walking towards me and I took a few steps back. I saw the big bulge in his pants and trembled at the thought of seeing it naked. This went on until he backed me up against the wall. I was trembling, sweating, my cheeks were red and I just didn't know what was happening to me.. He stared at me with suspicion "You look like a scared rabbit. What's wrong?"
"Nothing!" I quickly denied. "I'm tired of waiting for you all night long and I wanna go to bed!" he raised his eyebrow at me and suddenly his facial expression changed.
"Oh Lord..."
"What?"
"You're a virgin, aren't you?"
"Who me? Nooo! Of course I'm not!" I immediately denied.
"You think you can lie to me, girl? I read you like a book! God dammit... my damn luck." he placed his palm on his forehead, rubbed it and said "Just go to bed and forget that." then turned around and went inside the bathroom, cursing his luck some more on the way there.

I was embarrassed beyond words.

Of course he wouldn't want a dumb girl like me! Who would want to sleep with such an unexperienced woman? I can imagine how good his previous women must have been, I couldn't even compare myself to them.

I felt a tear fall down my red cheek. I scurried to the sofa and covered myself with the blanket. After a few more minutes, he came out from the bathroom, dressed in a pajama.

He turned off the lights and laid in his huge bed. He covered himself with his blanket and didn't say another word to me tonight.

How was I going to look at him in the morning?

Maybe he'll have forgotten what happened tonight because he was so drunk!?

I could only hope.

I woke up very early in the morning. Michael was still sleeping, so I decided to get downstairs. I didn't want to stay here and wake him up, besides I was so embarrassed because of last night.

I went downstairs to find his grandmother in front of the door with a suitcase. She was leaving.

"Grandma, why are you leaving?" I run to her.
"Oh YN! You're awake."
"Michael didn't mean what he said, you know that, right? He was just drunk!"
"I know darling..." she placed her hand on my shoulder. "And I'm not mad at him."
"Then why are you leaving? Stay with us!"
"Because, dear, Michael doesn't need me here anymore. Now he has you."
"But grandma-" she cut me off.
"Let me tell you something... He was right, I did everything on purpose, the pictures, our talk..." my jaw dropped and I stared at her in disbelief.
"W-Why?"
"Because this is the only way to cure him, YN. YOU are the only one who can do that."
"What do you mean, I don't understand anything!"
"He's got a problem, YN, from his childhood. My grandson is suffering. My poor baby... he won't let anyone help him deal with his ghosts. But now that he married you.. he must love you very much, YN, and I know he does!" I just didn't know what to say "I saw it in his eyes! That's why, only you can save my grandson!"
"I-I.."
"He's crying on the inside, YN... you must make him talk about his past and his problems. This is the only way to cure his pain. Make him share with you, help him! You saw how he reacted when he got reminded of his teenage years!"
"Yes, I did..."
"The pain from that time is still inside him, the scar is very deep..." then we heard someone coming down the stairs. "It's him. I have to leave now. I don't want him to see me, just tell him I said bye. And remember what I told you, my hope is with you, YN. God brought you into Michael's life for sure! Bye, child." with this she grabbed her suitcase and left.

How was I supposed to do the things she told me? I wasn't his real wife! I didn't have access to his personal life and affairs! If the poor woman only knew this...

"What are you doing so early here?" he asked.
"I woke up and decided to come downstairs 'cause I didn't wanna wake you up." I was begging God that he won't remember anything from last night. "Your grandmother left. She said bye."
"Good." he ignored what I said and walked over to the coffee machine.
"Aren't you gonna ask why?"
"No." he was mad at her, that was obvious. I felt so nervous being around him after last night... so I decided to leave the room and go some place where he wasn't. "Now that she's finally gone, I'll call the sheikh to arrange the date, but it will be as soon as possible, so start packing your things for Dubai."  

1 day later

Seemed like the sheikh was very eager to see me, because he invited us to go there immediately. He sounded like a very nice man, very hospital.

We packed our things and now we were on our way to Michael's private jet.

I've been trying to escape from being in his presence all the time. I was just too embarrassed, I couldn't even look him in the eyes, but then, he hadn't mentioned even one word about our little encounter on his bed, so I assumed he had forgotten everything about that.

And thank God.

Alcohol was a good thing after all, it made men forget things.

He remained silent all the way to Dubai.

I kept stealing quick glimpses of him from time to time and he really looked somehow sad, lonely, concerned, worried...

It made me feel sad as well, and remember the things his grandmother had told me. I also remembered what he told Oprah in her interview about his father...

He must have gone through a lot of difficulties in his life, he must have suffered a lot, but... I couldn't help him.

I was no one for him.

I was only his employee. I was there so that he could make business with his friend or whatever he was to Michael.

A man like Michael could never like a dumb girl like me. 

I'm sorry, grandma, but I couldn't help you.

I looked at him again. He really was very handsome like the prince from my dreams. However, this prince was never going to be mine.

I wiped away the tear from my eye and then everything went black.

"YN! YN!" I slowly opened my eyes to see Michael standing in front of me "Wake up, girl! We landed! Hurry up, the sheikh is waiting for us... I don't wanna be late, damn!"
"I'm sorry!" I rubbed my eyes and jumped on my feet.

We left the plane and got in a car that was waiting for us at the airport. It was the sheikh's driver to pick us up. After they loaded all of our luggage into the car, he drove off.

We entered the city and my mind was blown away! It was sooo beautiful!

I've never seen beautiful buildings like these!

Suddenly, I heard Michael giggle. I turned around to see he was looking at me.

I haven't even noticed, but I was glued to the window of the car, looking outside with an open mouth like a little child.

My cheeks turned red. He was used to the luxurious and beautiful things, but I wasn't and now that I saw something like that, I just lost it!

"I'm sorry..."
"It's fine. You'll have plenty of time to go out and see the city, don't worry." he gave me a warm smile.

Wow... this was something knew, he was so nice. Why was he nice to me?

I blushed and looked down at my feet.

"We're almost there. Are you ready?" he whispered, so that the driver won't hear. I nodded.

Soon, he drove in through big gates and stopped in front of a luxurious, big house in an oriental style.

We got off and our spectacle had to start now.

Michael grabbed my hand and whispered "Smile and look in love with me!" I nodded, with my fake smile on.

The men were dressed in a traditional way.

They came to us and greeted us very kindly and I noticed they didn't shake hands. The men escorted us to the house and opened the huge door for us.

"Ahlan Wa Sahlan!"

Ahla what???

Btw, what do you guys think about Trump and Michael's friendship? I just couldn't believe they were friends, like Trump seems like a bad person to me, like someone who's constantly horny and chases women, and I can't imagine Michael like him... How could they have been friends like Trump said?! Maybe they weren't that close? What do you guys think?

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