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Michaelounet said:
I read your fanfic from the beginning, with Ivan and the journey and the ancestor's story, up to the breakup with Michael. I really enjoyed your fic. I think it's a bit dead here, like on Wattpad; fanfics don't interest many people anymore, unfortunately. 😕 Plus when it's about celebrities and real people!

Okay, Michael wasn't gay in reality, but who cares? It's completely fine cause that's normal. I don't think it would have bothered him, but I don't want to speak for him 🥲

If you need to add images or decorations because of bugs, I can post them temporarily while you get things fixed. You can contact a moderator for help: @AlwaysThere and @SmoothGangsta, or @Gaz; they have more access to the settings than I do. 😄

I hope this helped, girl ❤️

P.S.: Just because someone is tall doesn't mean they're strong ;) Michael would have crushed my bones, and I'm SUPPOSEDLY taller than him 😂
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Yeah, Michael wasn’t gay in real life. But I don’t know , I find him so beautiful that I cannot put my mind and write a fan fiction abut him and a woman. I just don’t get inspired 😆. He was just too beautiful!
 
Mysticaginie said:
Yeah, Michael wasn’t gay in real life. But I don’t know , I find him so beautiful that I cannot put my mind and write a fan fiction abut him and a woman. I just don’t get inspired 😆. He was just too beautiful!
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I gotta go, I’ll get back to you, my dear!
 
Mysticaginie said:
Yeah, Michael wasn’t gay in real life. But I don’t know , I find him so beautiful that I cannot put my mind and write a fan fiction abut him and a woman. I just don’t get inspired 😆. He was just too beautiful!
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I agree, when he was in the Dangerous Era, he looked like a Goddess with the clean skin and long hair. When I was little, I thought he was a woman. Lol. Fanfics like those within that era, make the men go limp and have unrequited love feelings for him 😆
 
ChocolateDrop said:
I agree, when he was in the Dangerous Era, he looked like a Goddess with the clean skin and long hair. When I was little, I thought he was a woman. Lol. Fanfics like those within that era, make the men go limp and have unrequited love feelings for him 😆
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I’m back! Yeah that’s true😆 I want to thank you and the others for putting a like on my story.
 
Okay everyone, here’s chapter 4 Obstacles & Drama .

Note: I don’t know if I uploaded it on the right place. Also, I want to thank those who took time to leave a like.

🌟 Michael's standpoint.

I couldn't just take off running towards my room and lock myself in without getting it all out once again, for it gave me a sense of freedom. A freedom that I needed more than anything at this moment of my life.

"You heard right, it's over, I'm done with you!" I dash towards my bedroom.

"Michael! Get back here! You don't mean that!" There's no way in the world that he was able to catch me; no one can. Therefore, once I got inside the room, I locked myself in.

"Go to hell, Jacob! Get out of my apartment; I don't want you anymore!" The door shook as he was pounding into it like a crazy lunatic out of control. I jumped backwards away from it. Oh, for God's sake, he's going to break in at any moment. Fear consumed me as I breathed in and out, almost becoming lightheaded. Every time fear takes its toll on me, I pass out or I vomit; I can't control it.

"Open the damn door, Michael!! Open it now!"

"No! go away, Jacob, leave me alone!" I'm going to call Bill...yes, Bill will take care of this. How come I didn't think about it before? I reached for the hand radio on the nightstand, and with trembling fingers, I called Bill.

"Bill... come... please come quickly, I need you. Jacob is out of control!"

"I'll be there quickly, Mike." Jacob continued banging on the door; it seemed like the door was about to burst open, and I was about to pass out when suddenly, I heard Bill's voice.

"Jacob!! What the hell are you doing?! Get out, leave!"

"Bill, this is personal, between Michael and me!" Jacob has seemed to tone down, and I rushed to open the door. "How dare you!" Bill replied.

"I just want us to talk, Bill. I will never do anything to hurt him. I love him, for God's sake." Bill glanced at me, and I voiced. "I don't want us to talk; just go... leave, Jacob!"

"Come on, get out!"

Bill ordered, and I felt a sense of relief. William was there, and so was Keith. I suppose Will told Bill about the incident because of the way Bill was eyeing me. He seemed upset and disappointed in me. He knows that my relationship with Jacob is not good; all of them know. They do their best to protect me, yet they also respect my privacy, and it's all about me. I'm the one who has the last word.

"Are you okay, my child?" No, I wasn't; therefore, I rushed to hug him. After a moment sobbing on his shoulder, he wiped my tears.

"Why, my child. Is this the reason you feel the need to sneak out?" I cast my eyes down, feeling shame.

"I'm sorry, Bill... I'm stressed about everything that has been going on, the tour, the death threats... and yes, Jacob as well. Furthermore, I can't sleep without my meds. Even though I try hard to stay drug-free, I can't come clean because I can't rest."

"I understand, my boy; however, you have to regain your peace of mind, and by doing so, you have to sleep. Let us take care of the rest, and you focus on resting. And, about Jacob, you know I cannot interfere in your private affairs. You know what we all think about him, yet it is your decision.'

"Now, what happened tonight cannot happen again, Mike. You were lucky that that man saved you." I lifted my eyes to see Bill recalling how the stranger saved my life, and my face lit up.

"Where is he? Bill, tell me that you didn't send him away."

"Of course not, that man is worth gold."

"Where is he? I want to see him and thank him for saving me. Bring him to me now, Bill." Oh, I was anxious to see him again. "Oh, you get to thank him, yet, not now. Tomorrow morning, he will come. We have decided to hire him."

"Oh, that's wonderful news... he's... uh, good... excellent indeed. I've never seen someone like him. Though, the way he got rid of those men is just remarkable. What is he? Please don't tell me that he's an undercover agent? There was something odd about him though, the way he was dressed."

"No, of course not, Mike. He's just a bodyguard like us. Right, guys?" Bill glanced at Will and at Keith.

"Well, he's a hell of a guard then. The way he got rid of those men with no help? That was smooth. I'm glad he's on our team... Did you all notice what he was wearing?" Will pointed out.

"Yeah, the man is smooth." Keith replied, And I thought about it as well. I brought my fingers through my lips. It was odd, truly odd.

"Okay, enough, let us go back to sleep. You, Mike, take what you have to take and sleep. Tomorrow at 2:00pm you will have rehearsals for the MTV music awards, remember?"

Yeah, I started to remember my duties. I went back to my bedroom, poured a glass of water, and popped some pills to sleep. I need them, God knows I do. Yet my mind was on the man who saved me. What was his name? Ivan... yeah, that's his name... he has a beautiful name. I inhale, thinking of him... His face appears to be familiar, so familiar... Where have I seen his face? I prepared myself to sleep, washed my teeth, and put on my pjs.

Once in bed, Jacob came to my mind. I feel proud of myself for gathering the courage to end this stormy relationship. All I have to do is remain strong and not go back to him, for I know he's going to do everything possible to convince me to take him back. There's no way in the world that I'm going back. We were together for almost three years. At first, he was the perfect boyfriend, and he helped me get over my previous relationship with Lawrence.

Gosh, I don't want to think about these men in my life anymore. I shouldn't have gotten into this mess; now I'm afraid that this affair might leak to the media. Oh, my God, no, no, no, no. My chest started to hurt, and I sat up. Jacob promised with his life; he said he would take it to his grave. Oh, God, I have to stop tormenting myself this way. All I know is that I don't want to make the same mistakes as in the past. Being with men has brought me nothing but heartache, tears, and disappointments. Now, I want to move on alone and date women. Perhaps that's where my happiness is.

⚜️ Ivan's Standpoint

Seven o'clock in the morning, time to wake up. Last night I ended up sleeping late, for I spent four hours studying my great-grandfather's files and the singer's life as well. It is a no-brainer; the music industry is one of the biggest mafias in the world, and Michael was out of their league. Life turned dark after his enemies decided to destroy him. However, Michael's behavior contributed to all his misery, and that will be challenging, the hardest part of this mission.

My mission is to protect him and change these events, and I'm going to comply with my great-grandfather's wishes, no matter what it takes. As I got up, I prepared myself to leave the room and go to the main office, still dressed in the same garments with which I entered this era. All dressed in black, pretty much gothic-looking. As I reached the lobby, the employees were eyeing me as if I was from another planet.

Oh, I am from this planet, yet not from this era, and apart from all, a cyborg. What worries me now is Michael and his impression of me. Did he notice that aspect of me? Last night was quite dark; nonetheless, if he is an observant guy, as his guard described him? I'll be prepared; I got this.

"Good morning, ma'am, I was wondering if I can use your fax and printer machine?" She smiled flirtatiously and replied.

"Of course you may." She guided me to the administrative office.

"Here you go, handsome; if you need help, just ask. I'll be in the lobby." A smile flicked to the corner of my mouth. I am not the type of man that shows emotions; perhaps it is the cyborg within me. Nonetheless, there's a great percentage of human being in me; I prefer to suppress those emotions. It is not smart for a man of my kind to be vulnerable.

Anyhow, I proceeded to do my business with these old machines. All I did was insert my index finger, the cyborg one, which was my right hand. The old machine had an entrance, and I added the paper. The machine printed seven pages, and then I switched to the fax machine and dialed the number to send all this dumbass paperwork to Bill. Uff... it's so annoying.

"Thank you, ma'am," I said to the lady when I left the lobby. She waved at me.

"You're welcome, handsome. Oh, she's cute, and I waved goodbye and headed to find my motorcycle. I use my AI and ask for directions to the nearest department store for men's clothing. Nonetheless, nothing was open this early, and I have the appointment with Bill at ten am; these stores will not open until eleven. Great, I will have to show up like this.

The restaurants were open; therefore, I took my time to have a nice breakfast. When the time came, I stepped out of the restaurant and headed to meet with Bill. When I reached the hotel I was staying in, I parked my motorcycle in the parking space and went walking across the street, when all of a sudden, my AI alerted me of my great-grandfather entering the same premises I was heading to. Damn... I have to get rid of him. Therefore, I dash to reach him from behind before he could enter the elevator. With one hand I covered his mouth, and with a small twist, I made him pass out.

"Forgive me, Grandpa." I whispered as his body came loose. He was a tall man and heavy, nothing that I couldn't handle; therefore, I dragged his body to the back side of the building and laid him on some long bushes near the entrance. I took a moment to admire his youth. He was a very handsome man. My mother adored him, and emotions hit me right away, for I, on the other hand, remember the last time I saw him alive. I was five years old.

When I rose from squatting, I noticed that there were security cameras. Dammit! I'm in trouble; therefore, I headed towards the camera room. Once I reached the area, no one was there. Yet when I entered the room, a man entered from a door inside the camera room. He stood there frozen as he saw my face and my eyes becoming neon blue.

When I don't carry a weapon apart from my body, my cyborg provides me with what I need. I pulled a gun from my forearm as it opened. I can't leave witnesses behind; therefore, I shot him dead. Now, I rush to the camera monitor and operate the system to erase the incident.

There you go, it's gone. Luckily, no one else came, and I left the camera room and the cameras to restart recording after a minute I left the control room. Now, I headed to the elevator and reached the last floor. The door opened, and there I saw the only door that was in front of me. I stepped out of the elevator and came to stand before the apartment door. I pressed 777, and no one came to the door until the third attempt. When I opened the door, a man stood there.

"Who are you?" He asked, eyeing me with disdain from head to toe. With no expression on my face, I responded.

"I have an appointment with Bill Bray." He smirked.

"I asked, who were you, fool? And, you look like you're going to a Halloween party, not to have an appointment with Bill."

I remain with a stiff face, with my glare fixed on this man. I recall his face; he was one of the guards who took the singer away last night. He was tall, yet not as tall as myself, black-haired, and well-built with a mean expression on his face. At that moment, a man appeared from behind.

"Mr. Miller, good morning. We have been waiting for you. Come on in." The man standing before me moved aside to let me in.

"Does anyone care to tell me who this man is?" We both eyed him.

"Jacob, don't you remember him? He's the man who saved Michael last night." It seemed that the man was not happy to see me. I wonder why, yet, I kept my stiff face settled on him.

"Bill has hired him to work with us. Isn't that wonderful?" He didn't seem happy at all.

"You mean to tell me that he's going to hire a stranger?" At that moment Bill appeared from behind the nice man who received me with kindness.

"Mr. Miller, come on in; we have work to do." He then introduced us.

"Will, I see you met Mr. Miller. This is Jacob Turner and William Paterson." Will shock my hand right away, but Jacob did not reach to even try to greet me, and so did I.

"Are you kidding me , Bill? You're going to hire a stranger just because he saved Michael?" Bill arched an eyebrow.

"Well, the stranger did your job better than you could ever do it. You were with him, and he sneaked out on you. What were you doing?"

"Still, Bill, it is not safe to hire a stranger. I can't believe you." He replied. I can't believe this man. What is his problem?

"Well, he's actually a professional bodyguard, and he's well endorsed, he has an impressive curriculum. What more can we ask for?" The argument continued; this man was stubborn.

"Still, with all that, no one becomes a member of our crew without a proper endorsement, people who actually know him, not some agency. That's a protocol we must follow, Bill." Bill had enough and became annoyed as he replied.

"Listen, Jacob, I make decisions here. Do not forget who I am."

"Oh, I know who you are, but my priority is Michael's safety, and I am not going to allow a stranger to be part of our crew."

"Well, eventually, there's nothing that you can do. But if you truly care for Michael and his safety, you should start by checking yourself because you truly are an asshole to him." The man didn't say a single word after that. I wonder what Bill meant by pointing out something that appeared truly personal.

"Come on, Mr. Miller, follow me. We have paperwork to do." He glanced at Jacob once again and said, "you, stay away from Michael. He doesn't want you near him." But the man continued.

"I have to talk to him, Bill."

"If you disobey my orders, I will fire your ass! You will talk to him when he decides to and when he's ready to do so. Is that clear?!" He then glanced at Keith. Keith understood what Bill commanded. He wanted him to keep an eye on Jacob. What the hell was going on in here? I ask myself, why so much drama?

⚜️ Stay tuned for more, let me know your thoughts.
 
ChocolateDrop said:
I agree, when he was in the Dangerous Era, he looked like a Goddess with the clean skin and long hair. When I was little, I thought he was a woman. Lol. Fanfics like those within that era, make the men go limp and have unrequited love feelings for him 😆
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Yeah too cause many men have short hairs and women long hair. My grandma has short hair I thought she was a man lol
But he definitely looks like a man, his posture, his body, many men have this.
 
Michaelounet said:
Yeah too cause many men have short hairs and women long hair. My grandma has short hair I thought she was a man lol
But he definitely looks like a man, his posture, his body, many men have this.
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I get that. There is something about long hair on men especially Mike in that decade that made him look so aphrodisiac
 
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