"YN.. YN!"

I slowly opened my eyes, awaken by the strong smell of alcohol that went down my lungs through my nose.

"YN, that's right, girl... open your eyes." I heard my boss' voice as I slowly opened them.

I found myself laying on the sofa in his office and he was holding a cloth soaked in alcohol in front of my nose. 

"Are you okay?" he finally removed it.
"Yeah... what happened?"
"You fainted." he helped me sit up.
"Boss, I had a terrible dream!" I suddenly remembered things but weren't sure if they were real or not because they sounded too... I didn't know how to call it, good, crazy, weird to be true!  "I almost got kidnapped by a bunch of gangsters, then you saved me and told me to call you Sam, then I was gonna marry M-M..M" I hoped he wasn't gonna laugh at me "Michael J-Jackson." he looked at me and with a serious tone said
"YN, that wasn't a dream, dear."
"Oh God.." I placed my hand on the forehead and laid down again. "So I am gonna be his wife!"
"Yes!" he nodded his head. "I know you had to go through a lot today but you will get used to the thought soon."
"So you've known Michael Jackson all this time??!"
"Yes."
"But how?" I sat up again.
"I was friends with his family back in the years when they lived in Gary."
"Ohh... and you never told anyone?" he laughed.
"Of course not. I didn't want people to know in order to protect Michael. I know it's hard to understand but you will soon, after you get to know him better."
"Which is tomorrow!?" my voice was full of excitement and Sam giggled at me.
"Yes, correctly but now I think you should go home, if you're feeling well, of course..."
"Oh I am feeling great!" I jumped from the sofa on my two feet, still not believing I was gonna meet the one and only Michael Jackson!!!! Oh man.. I really gotta return home and rest because I didn't want to look bad and have dark circles tomorrow when I meet him. "I'm going home now!"
"And don't forget what I told you... no one should know that I know Michael Jackson or about the fake marriage!"
"Don't worry boss, I won't say a word!"

I got in the car and Sam's driver took me home.

I was so happy and excited and worried.. what if Michael didn't like me? What if he thought I was too small, too big, too fat, too skinny or too stupid? Oh God! I couldn't wait to meet him! He was such a good and sweet person so I was almost certain we were going to get along really well!

This was like some crazy dream and I still had difficulties believing it! I just watched his interview last night and the thought of being in front of this man in his house would have never occurred to me but now... I was going to go in that very same house and meet the very same man I saw on TV and then become his wife! Well, fake wife but I was sure we were going to become good friends!

Was I going to live there with him? I didn't know what exactly he wanted from me so I guessed I had to stop questioning and wait until tomorrow when he'd explain everything to me!

Now that I was home, I went in my kitchen, opened the fridge and collected few ingredients to make myself a facial mask to minimize my pores, and make my face glisten. I had to look my best for tomorrow.

It was very hard to fall asleep because I couldn't stop thinking about everything. The image of me meeting Michael Jackson kept replaying in my head the whole night long. I imagined how I walked in his huge house, how we shook hands and he introduced himself to me, becoming all red and shy like on TV! I've never before seen a celebrity live but who cared about other celebrities when Michael Jackson was out there! Oh God! I was so nervous already!

When I got up in the morning, I applied few more facial masks and started to look for something nice to wear tonight.

I didn't have much beautiful clothes nor had money to buy something new so I switched on my creativity and made a nice outfit with the clothes I had in my small wardrobe. All I had to do now was wait for tonight, settle my debt and meet my favorite star!

10pm

The three gangsters entered Sam's office, where we were waiting for them. I was scared so I stood behind him.

"Well, well... I thought you were going to run away and deceive us!" their leader said.
"Ha!" Sam begun "We're not afraid of you! As a matter of fact, you should be scared of us, gentlemen!" he said the last word with sarcasm.
"Grandpa thinks he's very smart! You better have the money old man 'cause you just made me angry and when I'm angry I lose my patience very quickly!"
"The money is here." he opened the door of his desk and pulled out a small suitcase, then placed it on the desk in front of them with a loud sound. "Now, this is your money." he opened it to reveal it was full of cash and oh my God... I've never seen so much money in my whole damn life!!! "5 million dollars. You can count it if you want." the gangsters dropped their jaws to the ground, probably because they didn't believe he had the money in the first place.
"We believe you and besides it's for your own good that you don't fuck with us..." their leader closed the suitcase and took it in his hands. "Well, YN, too bad... the boss really wanted to have you in his... "team"!" then they all laughed at me.
"Too bad 'cause that won't happen! Now I want you all to leave and never return here or come near YN 'cause if you do, tell your boss, she's not alone and he's gonna be in trouble!" Sam said.
"You think my boss is afraid of trouble??! You're wrong, grandpa... the only one who should be afraid is you." with this they turned around and left.

The debt was finally settled! Those people were never gonna bother me again and now I was in the deal with the marriage 100% after the money was paid.

"Well, YN, it's over now, forget about those people! Let's go to Neverland. Michael wants to see you!" Sam said.
"Thank you, Sam!"
"You should thank Michael, now let's go." we got in Sam's car and he drove off. It took us about 1 hour or 2 to get to his ranch since it was out of the city.

When I found myself in front of the two big gates, saying Neverland, that I've only seen on TV, I almost fainted. Sam stopped the car there and waited for Michael's people to open them. When they did, he drove in.

He continued driving until we reached the house and I couldn't stop looking around through the window. Sam noticed that and I got embarrassed because I was acting like a little child but I just couldn't stop. My curiosity was bigger than my shame and who the hell could have blamed me... it was Neverland ranch after all!!!

Then I saw his house and oh my God... so beautiful! The big watch and the flowers were there just like I've seen it on TV! Sam stopped the car and I suddenly saw....

Michael Jackson waiting for us.

He was standing in something like a small garden surrounded by fence and litten by beautiful garden lamps.

"C'mon, YN, we're here!" Sam said and opened the door to get out but I froze right there on the seat. Like Michael Jackson was standing right there!!! "C'mon, YN, Michael's waiting for us!" Sam opened the door for me and extended his hand to help me get off. I tried to control my emotions as much as I could and when my foot stepped out of the car on the ground, I noticed I was shivering.

We were approaching him and the only thing in my head was to be cool and not embarrass myself in front of him.

He was just standing there, leaning against the fence, looking so calm and cool... My heart begun beating extremely fast. The red shirt was flattering his face and skin amazingly, the curls that I've seen on TV were gently falling on his shoulders and face, and the hat.. I couldn't believe I was seeing it live! If I wasn't embarrassed, I was going to rub my eyes to make sure I wasn't dreaming.

We were approaching more and more and I was walking right behind Sam because I was so scared!

"Mike, my man!!" Sam said to him.
"What's up Sam!" Michael greeted him back and oh my God his voice!!!! I've only heard it on TV before and now I found out that it sounded even better in real life.

Then we stopped in front of him, well Sam did and I was standing behind him, hiding myself.

"Just got some business done with YN, you know."
"I do." he replied with his soft gentle voice that now got low. I noticed he was trying to look behind Sam to see me, which made me even more embarrassed and red.

Meeting Michael Jackson was something that happened once in a lifetime and only to the luckiest people so I just had to gather my courage and not humiliate myself in front of him with my stupidity.

"YN, why are you standing there, girl!?" Sam said while I was praying to remain forgotten behind him "Come here and meet Michael!" he said and then grabbed my arm to pull me in front of him.

Now I was exposed to his.

I saw a tall, well-dressed man, whose delicate, manly cologne filled the air around me. He looked so neat, his clothes were clean, fresh and ironed, his hair was perfectly black and curly, I could tell just by looking at him that he was gentle, elegant, fine, calm and knew what he wanted. He was self-confident and had some kind of inner power and charm that attracted you like a magnet and once you were trapped in that, you didn't wanna come out.

His deep, dark eyes were staring at me, carefully examining my body by travelling up and down...

"Damn.." he smirked.

Oh my God did he say 'damn' or was I just hallucinating?

"This is the girl, Michael." having noticed my shyness, Sam tried to break the ice. "YN. YN, this is my best friend, Michael!"
"Hi there, YN..." his low, now seductive voice sent shivers down my spine. He then extended his right arm to greet me and I took it.
"Hi, nice to meet you too." I did my best not to stutter to the amazing  feeling his hand was giving me. It was so warm, smooth and big that it covered mine entirely. While still locked in the handshake because he wouldn't let my hand go, he said

"So, YN.... how well can you use your mouth?" and smirked.

Like.. what??!