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Diamond In The Rough (part6) ByMyaNekol
Thank you for your rapid response, meaning votes. HAHA. But I think you all are going to like this one. I know I did. HAHA. here it is, Enjoy! ________________________________________________________________ Surprisingly things have been evrything but awkward between Michael and I. Jada has gotten a job as a T.V. correspondent and she is'nt here this afternoon. Michael doesn't want her to work but she feels it would make her more of a "woman". It would'nt matter to me, shes' still a kid in my book. I know this is wrong but whenever Jada leaves for work, Michael and I tend to get romantic. I know he feels guilty for it but you just forget when your with somebody you have fun with. Not only fun but, we have feelings for each other. Right now we are sitting by the pool. **************************************************************** ~Michael's Point Of View~ Me: What're you thinking about, Ilyana? Ilyana: I don't know. That maid over there. She keeps eyeing me like I'm dirty or something. Me: *(picking up my chin)* No she isn't. Stop being paranoid Love. Ilyana: Fine. Hey, why do you call me Love? Me: I don't know. Because I love y... Lets go inside. Ilyana: Oh,... Okay. I think I Love her? No, no. I'm with Jada. Right? This is ridiculous. I can't keep doing this to the both of them. Maybe...... Oh My Gosh. Ilyana is putting on her towel but I just realized how nice her body is. Gees. How is that possible. The Mind of a Genius. The Face of a beauty. And well, the Body of a Godess! !Thank the heavens! Ilyana: You ready to go inside, Love. *(winking)* Me: *(smirking)* Yes. Here I come. Maid: You'd better be careful Mr. Jackson. Me: I'm sorry? Maid: I've never know you to be a "player" but Jada is a close friend of mine, and I would hate for her to have to find out about what you and mrs. thang in there are doing. Me: *(gasp)* What would make you think.... Maid: First of all, the way you were just oggle-ing her. Second, you write notes about her and hide them in your clothing drawers. Me: Hey! Your not supposed to be in there. What did you read? Maid: Enough. Me:I'm your Boss you know, I could fire you if i wanted. Maid: You would first have to fill out paperwork and wait a week before officially letting me go. Read the handbook Mr. Jackson. Me: Well then thats exactly what I'll do. Maid: If you even second guess that idea I'll tell Jada everything. Everything. Maybe more. Me: *(angrily)* OOOOO! Your so fired! How dare you threaten ME! Your own BOSS! Maid: *(calmly)* Sorry Mr. Jackson, but Jada is a dear friend of mine. I would'nt like to see her hurt. I get up from the pool and proceed to storm off into the house. Maid: don't forget the Press! It'll all be in the press aswell! So Fire me, If you dare!! I go into my room and check my drawers to make sure the notes are there. nobody has ever seen these notes. Except me, and apparently the maid. What! I rumage faster and frantically!They ARE"NT THERE!!!! I can't believe that two-faced "maid" of mine. UHHH! I've got to talk to Ilyana. And tell her everything that might happen. If anything I don't wanna hurt Ilyana. I knock and then enter her room. Me: Ilyana, Love. We've gotta talk. Ilyana: *(turns around with tears in her eyes)* Michael. Me: *(walking over)* Whats wrong? Oh gees, don't cry. Ilyana: Do you mean this? *(holding lots of papers)* Me: What the..? The Notes! How did you get those? Ilyana: They were in here on the bed when I got back from the pool. It was in this envelope saying that you wanted the maid to bring them to me. Well she did and.... I Love you too. I want her so much. I want her love, her touch. Everything. But I'm with Jada. I'm sooo heartbroken. What should I do. Deny her? She hugged me and I held her like there was no tomorrow. I couldn't deny her, I feel the same way she feels. She whispered into my ear, " Take me, please" Me: You make me love you, Ilyana. And I love you too. Ilyana: Shhh. *(putting finger to my mouth)* Show me how you Love me. Michael: You don't know how bad I want to.... ________________________________________________________________ Thanks for reading. I hope you enjoyed it! Thanks again!! I don't know how I could possibly say thank you enough, honestly. This part requires 10+ votes in order to get Part 7!!! Thank you! -MyaNekol
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