I accidently voted on my chapter and then deleted the vote of course. So embarrassing.... :D

The snake was slowly approaching me and then after it came another snake and another and

"AHHHHHHHHHHH!" I screamed in panic.
"YN WHAT HAPPENED ARE YOU ALRIGHT?" I heard Michael.
"MICHAEL PLEASE HELP THERE ARE SNAKES HERE!! GET HELP AHHHHHH!"

I was screaming in horror to the thought of snakes touching my skin and wrapping around my legs and arms! There were even more coming out from the hole, following their leader.

I was no longer thinking... I was in pure shock! I didn't know what was going on or where I was, I was only screaming from the bottom of my lungs  and kicking with my hands and feet in the air!

Suddenly, I felt a pair of hands wrapping tightly around me, holding down my hands and covering my mouth.

"Shhhh!" I stopped everything and came back to my senses.

It was Michael.

He must have jumped in the ditch. Was he crazy!???

"Don't move." I could feel my back and booty firmly pressed against his firm chest and manhood. His right hand was making sure I wouldn't move an inch away, and his left one was covering my mouth. His curls were touching the skin on my face and neck, and his perfume was intoxicating. "Stay still. Those snakes are very poisonous." I felt a tear in my eye caused by fear. I looked down at them to see they were almost to my feet "Close your eyes!" he ordered with raspy voice and I quickly obeyed. "Stay still. Don't even think about moving." I felt a snake crawling upon my leg and let out a cry. "Just let the snakes be... they are not going to hurt you, unless you start annoying them." my breathing was so fast, just like the beating of my heart. "Did you know that snakes love peace? They never attack people if not bothered." the only thing that kept me alive was Michael's voice.
"Uh-uh." I said.
"I'll remove my hand from your mouth, but you must promise me that you won't scream. Can you do that girl?"
"Mhm mhm."
"Okay..." he slowly removed his hand from my mouth. The snakes were already crawling on our feet and some were trying to even climb up my body. I was trembling. "Just relax... they're not gonna do anything to you. They only want to sniff us with their tongues, because we're in their nest."
"I-I c-can't.."
"Just a little more, YN, help is on the way! You mustn't move or we'll die!"
"Michael, there is on my hand!" I whined.
"Shh... just let the snake get to know you. I think it likes you..."
"L-Like mme?"
"Yeah, baby... those snakes definitely like you! All of them are coming to you, not even one wants to wrap itself around me! Damn!" suddenly, I giggled. "Hey snakes, I'm Michael fuckin' Jackson! You should wanna wrap around me! I'm jealous now.." I giggled again "You girl stole all my fans!"
"Hahaha!" then I felt a snake... "Michael, there is one on my breasts!!"
"That damn lucky snake.." he whispered in my ear and I could feel his lips brush against my ear as he talked "I wish I was it."

I heard voices coming from above us.

"Here's our help." Michael said.

"Oh Allah! Look at this! Full of snake!" the sheikh yelled "Just stay there, we save you! Don't move!" a few man tied themselves with ropes and came down to us to slowly remove the snakes from our bodies. Then they gently pulled me up, Michael afterwards, so that we won't disturb the snakes.

When I stepped on the ground, my legs were so soft, that they couldn't keep me up, so I collapsed. I felt Michael's arms from behind my legs and back, gently lifting me up.

"I think we should return to our room, my wife isn't feeling well." with this he carried me back into the sheikh's home to our room and placed me on the bed. "Are you okay, YN?"
"I think yes..." then I remembered everything.

How Michael jumped down and saved me from those snakes, risking his own life. If it wasn't for him, I'd be dead now. And the things he said to me...

"You are not bitten, are you?" his big hand was caressing my hair so gently and sweetly, that if I didn't know we were pretending to be in love, I'd think that he was actually in love with me.
"No.." I looked into his eyes and caught him looking into mine. My heart started beating fast again and I started feeling bewitched...
"YN.." he whispered and I felt his breath on my face.
"Yeah?" I found the strength to answer and next thing I knew, his lips pressed onto mine.

Our lips melted together like ice cream.

His baby soft lips sent shivers all over my body, especially between my legs.

I felt hotter than fire, like a bomb.. ready to explode any minute soon! I didn't think that just a kiss could make me feel this way!

What was this man doing to me?

I let him lead the rhythm of our kiss and suddenly, felt his two big hands on both sides of my back. Then, his tongue entered my mouth slowly and gently, waiting to see if I was going to protest, but I didn't. On the contrary, once my tongue touched his, it didn't want to let go, so now I "joined" the kiss and twirled my tongue with his in pure pleasure.

I placed my hands on the back of his hand and neck, and heard him moan in my mouth. I gently pulled him towards me and his chest rested on mine without even one inch space between our bodies.

I was getting hotter and hotter, and felt a liquid flow between my legs. I... I... wanted him to touch me there...

I wanted his long fingers between my legs and just the thought of it made me blush. Little did I know about blushing when I felt something hard on my thigh...

It was his manhood.

He was as hard as a rock.

The touch of it made me shiver.

The desire of having this man inside of me, who was no one to me, made me feel embarrassed and happy at the same time.

He wasn't my husband and was never going to be...

But the way he begun kissing my neck... I couldn't take it anymore! It was too much and I was too wet! I had to beg him...

I had to beg him to be inside of me.

KNOCK KNOCK

We jumped at the sound of someone knocking at the door. Michael quickly got off of me and I saw his face - his eyes glistened with pure lust, but at the same time, his face was tomato red with embarrassment. He fixed himself and went to open the door.

"Sheikh?"
"Excuse me. Is wife okay? I came to check? Do she need doctor?"
"Oh no, thank you very much, she's fine, right YN?"
"Yes I am thank you! I just need to rest a little."
"Good. Then rest today. I have business to do and be back tomorrow. Tomorrow we all have dinner together yes?" the sheikh suggested.
"Yes, thank you." Michael closed the door.

He was avoiding eye contact and blushing. I could tell he was very nervous by the way he was playing with his hands. I was very nervous and embarrassed too. I didn't know what to do or say after what had happened! Suddenly, our eyes met and I burnt in shyness.

"I'll take a shower!" I quickly said and jumped from the bed to run to the bathroom. I closed the door as soon as I got in and turned the shower head on. I took of my clothes and when I came to my panties, they were wet. I touched my soft spot to realize it was swollen and dripping.

I needed a cold shower right now!

When i took my shower, and I tried staying in the bathroom for as long as possible to avoid Michael, I went back into "our" room to find him missing. He must have gone somewhere and I didn't dare ask where or why. I kind of felt better that he wasn't here, because I was very shy. Maybe he left for the same reason? But him being shy?!! I couldn't believe it, yet his face was so red after the kiss! Oh Lord, this wasn't good! I had started feeling something about him that I shouldn't have... Why did he have to kiss me?? And why did I have to like it so much? I've never before in my life been kissed by a man the way I got kissed by Michael.

He was damn good in what he was doing, he was damn good at business, he was smart and damn good at kissing too. No wonder he thought so high of himself... He really was Michael fuckin' Jackson and I.... I was just a poor girl who didn't fit into his world.

Hours went by and still he hadn't returned. It was 12am and I couldn't stay up any longer, so I went to bed without "my husband". However, what seemed like 20 minutes afterwards, I heard the door being opened - it was him.

I pretended I was sleeping, because I didn't know what to say. I could hear him take off his clothes and shoes and pull the sheets of his bed to lay down. But before he went to bed, he slowly approached mine and stood above me. I quickly closed my eyes and kept them that way. He stood above me for a minute maybe and for a second I thought his hand was a few inches away from my head. Then he just went into his bed and that was it.

The next day I spent in the kitchen with the women cooking and drinking coffee. They thought me how to do baklava and other sweets. Michael was somewhere else with the men, who were the sheik's siblings.

Before dinner we returned to our room to change clothes and get ready. The atmosphere was heavy and my face was still red. I didn't know what to do or say.

"So are you ready?" Michael suddenly spoke and cleared his throat afterwards.
"Yes..."
"Ahm..." he scratched his head and said very low, almost like a whisper "You look good." I blushed and looked away.
"You too.." I found the courage to reply! I didn't want to say it, but something forced me to! He was handsome and I had to say it, but why??
"Ahh..  by the way, about y-yesterday... I ahhh.. about the k-kiss... you know.." why did he had to raise this topic??? Oh Lord help me! I didn't want to talk about it! "I just... you were laying on the b-bed and..." he was nervously waiving his hands back and forth to "explain" better, his voice even shivered a little "I-I" he stuttered "I just.. you know.. and ahhh then..."

then his phone rung. Thank you God! He pulled it from his pocket and picked up.

"Yes?" he waited. I could hear a female's voice from the other side... "You!" he said with anger "What the fu-" he stopped and looked at me... I guess he didn't want to talk on the phone in front of me.
"I need to use the restroom.." I knew when I was unwanted, so I left.

But who was he talking to? Who was that woman and what was she to him?

After he had stopped talking on the phone, he knocked on the door and the two of us went to the dining room.

We sat down and begun dining with the sheikh and his family. We were having a nice every-day-talk kind of conversation when the sheikh suddenly

"So why don't you tell sheikh how you met!"

Oh-oh... we haven't discussed that before! How could we have forgotten about it!!??

Michael almost chocked and I felt weak and begun sweating.

"Well, that's a very boring story.." Michael said "and long.. very long! I don't want to bore you and your wife, so how about we-"
"No no no! Not boring for us! I want know! YN tell us!" he turned to me and WHAAAT?? What was I supposed to say??? I giggled with my fake smile on and gave my best to come up with something.
"Well ahhh.. we met at.." where where? "At Michael's concert! Yes."
"Ohhh at concert?" the sheikh said, Michael nodded.
"Yes I was there to see Michael perform for the first time and it was great!" I lied and thought that this was enough but the sheikh still was looking to me, waiting to hear more.
"And??" he impatiently said. Like Michael usually says.. damn! Why did he have to be so curious!
"Ahmmm... you know I... was watching him and... I was in the crowd.." I had no idea what to say when Michael suddenly jumped in
"She made her way through the crowd, climbed on stage and run to me!" like what? I'd never do such thing! I gave Michael a weird look and he stepped on my foot behind the table. Ouch!
"Yes that's what I did!" I laughed and everybody else did.
"So she jump on stage, but where is security?" the sheikh said.
"Oh security.. "
"They quickly came to me, but I managed to slip my number into Michael's pocket!" I said.
"Exactly!" he supported. "And my people dragged her off of me even though she didn't wanna let go! She had her claws tightly holding onto my skin! I couldn't get rid of her!"

Like what?? Was Michael actually enjoying this? So he makes me the bad person!! Hell naw!

"I was holding you?" I said "Excuse me, but I remember it differently... you were holding onto my arms and when I looked into your eyes, they sparkled! It was love at first sight for you, darling!" eat this Michael!
"This sound romantic!" the sheikh's wife said.
"Yeah and when I returned home after the show, he called me and told me he wanted us to meet." I added.
"And where did meet?" the sheikh asked.
"She came to Neverland. I was waiting for her in the garden and when she came, I watched her approach me. She was very shy.." Michael looked down as if he was imagining and remembering every detail. "And beautiful. Then we greeted, but she didn't speak much." hey wait.. that was the truth. "In the moment I saw her, I knew that she was going to be my wife." he was telling the truth, but the way he was doing it, it sounded as if he really was in love with me... Of course, he was pretending. "It really was love at first sight. We were meant to be."
"Western way of meeting wife and husband really funny!" his wife said.

From there on, I didn't remember anything. The way Michael talked about us kept playing over and over again in my head.

After dinner, we returned to our room, happy that we managed to produce the story. The situation between us was still awkward, however, little did I know it was going to get worse tonight...

"I'm so tired." he said to me "I wanna go to bed early, if you don't mind?"
"Not at all. I wanna do the same thing actually." so we prepared for bed and laid down. The lights were turned off and the window was widely open so that we get fresh air from the cool night outside.

"I wanted to talk to you today, but we got interrupted..." I heard Michael's voice.
"Yeah.."
"Let's talk tomorrow?"
"Alright."
"Good night, YN."
"Good night, Michael."

I was just falling asleep when I heard something landing hard on the marble floor. What was going on? Michael must have heard it too, because suddenly the night lamp went on and we both turned to the window to see...

"You!!!!" Michael said "WHAT THE HELL..!!!???"

It was a woman!!

"How did you ge-" Michael seemed speechless and so was I! "What are you doing here? I-I..."
"Michael, honey... I got connections and I know where you are!" she then looked at me. "Who the hell is this bitch!?" she said with heavy voice.

The same goes for her!

KNOCK KNOCK

"Michael open please! We have intruder in house! Are you okay?" the sheikh's voice come from the other side of the door. If he saw another woman here with us, our "marriage" and Michael's deal were going to be RUINED!

"Someone hold me..." Michael turned white "Imma faint.."

to be continued.

Btw, do you guys wanna read a story based on the Beauty and the Beast? I've been thinking lately about writing something like that, but more towards horror genre 'cause I don't like stories to be too sweet... so what do you say?