1989

•Warning: Mature Scene.•

"Ten! Nine!Eight!Seven!Six!Five!Four!Three!Two!One!

Happy New Year!"

Everyone is going crazy, everyone is giving people the first kiss of the New Year, and I'm just sitting at some stuffy 'high end' club. Alone. I guess you can say I'm not in the party mood.

"It is 1989! We are officially one year away from a new decade! Let's make this year our best yet!" The guy on the microphone says.

"Happy new year mija." My mom comes up to me, giving me a kiss on the cheek.

"Happy new year mami. Happy new year dad."

My dad comes up to me and gives me a kiss on the cheek also. They both give me sympathetic looks. I sigh, twirling my ring around and look up at them.

"Come on, don't be sad. It's the new year! Go and have fun, don't let this spoil your time." I wave them off.

"Are you sure love?" My mom says.

"Yeah. I'm not really in the clubbing mood anyways, I should've just stayed with Michael. You guys have fun, I'm just gunna go back to the room." I give a soft smile. "Besides, I gotta be up early."

My parents nod their heads and each give me a kiss on the cheeks. I stand up and walk out of the clubhouse where they were having a private party. All of the A-list celebrities were there, except for Michael. He stayed behind because he had some type of phone conference of whatever.

I walk to the sidewalk where the limo was waiting for me and John opens the door for me.

"Happy New Year John." I smile, giving him a hug.

"Happy New Year Rose. I hope tonight was well for you."

I shrug. "Eh. I'd rather be sleeping right now." I slip inside the limo and a light turns on.

I gasp and look up, it was Michael, in an all black suit and sunglasses. He had a bottle of champagne in one hand, and a bouquet of Roses in the other.

"Michael!" I clutch my chest. "I thought you were doing a conference."

"I lied." He said, his sweet voice turning deep. "I just said that because I had a surprise for you."

"A surprise?"

"Yes."

I raise my eyebrows in confusion.

"I know tomorrow is a stressful day for you and I want you make you feel better about it. Excuse my language but I think it's fucked up how they're having you go to court on New Year's Day."

I chuckle at him, still not used to him cursing around me. "You didn't have to do all this."

"I know. But I wanted too." He sets the bottle down and hands me the Roses. "Happy new year my love." He whispers in my ear, sending chills down my spine.

I lean in and kiss him.

Michael deepens the kiss and grabs a fistful of my hair, pulling it gently. I moan into his mouth as my hands travel up and around his body, trying to feel him. Michael pulls back and smiles devilishly at me.

"Hold on now. There's time for that later." He leans forward and pops open the champagne bottle. "Care for some bubbly, madam?"

I giggle as he pours a glass and hands it to me. I sip on it as he turns around to see where we are at.

"We're almost there."

"Where are we going?"

"A hotel." Michael smiles.

"We already stay in a hotel."

"Yeah but, this ones special." He winks at me and the car turns into a secret alleyway. John gets out and opens the door for us, and I get out, Michael right behind me with the roses.

"Follow me." He whispers, and we walk inside the dark hallway. We get into the elevator and he hits the penthouse button.

"Oh you got a penthouse? Fancy fancy." I smirk, grabbing his hand.

The elevator dings and opens to the most beautiful penthouse I've ever seen. The flooring was black and white marble, and the entire suite was just black and white, with hints of gold accents around. I look and see the living room table decorated with black and white rose petals and candles, and a bottle of wine sitting in the ice cooler. The kitchen was dimmed down and had trays of food strewn across the counter.

"Go sit down love." Michael says, taking my coat off of me. I smooth out my dress, which actually happens to be black and white, and sit down on the large couch, taking everything in.

A few moments later Michael comes back, his coat and sunglasses now off. He walks over to the stereo and turns it on, Luther Vandross' smooth voice filling the room. He sits down and pops open the champagne bottle and gives me a glass.

"Michael, this is wonderful."

Michael smiles at me and rests his hand on top of mine. "Rose. I have something to say to you."

"Then say it. Whatever you have to say I'm sure won't bother me." I sip on my glass.

He clears his throat and looks into my eyes, his eyes showing seriousness and love. "Rose, these last 8 months have been a roller coaster. Not just for you but for me too. I never in a million years thought that you and I would end up like this, crazy for each other. You know I'm going to be here for you every step of the way. I don't want to lose you. From the moment your crazy ass came up to my hotel room to cuss me out I knew there was something special about you." He chuckles, and grabs my face. "When we both saw each other at the recording studio, I noticed how dedicated you were with your music, that's something I've never seen before with other artists. And the time that we sang together at one of the concerts! That just sealed everything for me. I knew right there and then you were the one for me. Regardless of the stuff that has happened to you, the trial, the hospital stay, your cousin and agent, all of that, you've managed to still stay strong throughout the entire ordeal. And I absolutely love you for that." He sighs, and I didn't notice I had tears in my eyes until he wiped one away.

"I'm sorry." I laugh awkwardly.

"No need to be. I just want it to be known how much I love you. I don't think I could love anyone more than I love you Rose." He digs his hand into his pocket and takes out a folded piece of paper. "I had Tabitha make this for you while we were at Disney." He hands it to me and I open the paper.

I gasp. "Michael..." It was beautiful. The detailing was just.... Wow. You would've never known it was a drawing. It looks like an actually photo. Tabitha was amazing at this.

"Stunning isn't it?" Michael smiles. I nod my head, speechless.

"I'll have to call her soon and thank her. This is amazing my goodness." I marvel at the picture again.

"I'm going to have it framed, so it doesn't get ruined."

I nod in agreement and set the picture down, looking at him. "Now it's time for me to speak."

Michael gives me his undivided attention and I take a deep breath.

"Michael, a year ago I wasn't the person I am now. I was the meanest, rudest person in the world. People were scared to work with me. I demanded to have everything done for me and if you did it wrong, I would raise Hell. Then the night at the Grammys... I was so rude. I was so mad that I didn't care about your feelings. All I cared about was being able to steal the show, which by the way, I'm sorry you didn't win that night. I know how hard you've worked on that album." Michael gives me a sympathetic look, and I continue.

"I guess I was the way I was because I didn't have anyone to really guide me. Someone to show me real love. I mean yeah, I had my mom but she was all the way in Boston. Nobody knew we were talking and I know if I was to fly up there the press would've had a frenzy. I was basically alone. I didn't know how to feel love. My ex boyfriend and father had ruined it for me. I just decided to block out all types of affection towards others. I felt that if you're able to show emotion, people would fuck you over in the end. I wasn't having that. Then I meet you, and you changed my perspective on things, I'm becoming a better person, even though all this shit is happening. Michael, you're the main reason why I haven't gone off the deep end with this trial. I honestly think if you weren't here, I-I-I don't think I would be alive." I start to choke up. " I remember the night you came over to the hotel and I was going apeshit, braking plates, music all loud. I threw a damn bottle at you. You took care of me and if you hadn't have came I probably would've drank myself into an early grave. I guess what I'm trying to say is, thank you. You basically saved my life. You showed me how to love again and to be a better person, no matter what the circumstances. I love you. So, so, so much." I cry, and Michael wraps his arms around me, stroking my hair.

"I love you too Rose. I'll always love you."

I pull away and kiss him, it felt like time stopped for a moment. Michael deepens the kiss and I follow suit, enjoying every second. Next thing I know Michael scoops me up and brings me to the master bedroom, setting me down on the bed. When I finally open my eyes I noticed that the bedroom is completely different from the rest of the penthouse. The bedroom was black and gold, but with hints of red this time. It was relaxing and sensual.

Michael gets behind me and starts kissing my neck, trailing his fingers alongside my arms. He pushes my hair out of the way and slowly unzips my dress. Once he gets to end, he kisses down my spine, making me shiver. I turn around lay him down. He looks up at me and bites his lip.

"You're so beautiful, Rosalinda."

I smile and unbutton his shirt, while kissing his neck. He moans and grabs my hips, pressing his growing bulge against my thigh.

I start to slip myself out of my dress, but Michael stops me.

"I want to undress you." He says, his voice deepening.

••••••••*Michael*

I get up and slide off the straps from her dress, watching them fall to her sides. I move off the bed and stand in front of her, beckoning for her to stand up. She stands and her dress falls off her body, revealing every inch of the woman I love.

Rose comes towards me and kisses me, while rubbing my bugle from my pants. Without even looking down she unbuckled my belt and pulled my pants down in one swift motion. She starts kissing my neck and pulling my hair, my two weaknesses.

She leans into my ear, "Joderme como a una reina."

It took me a few seconds to understand but when I did I just took control. I laid her down and kissed her everywhere. Once I got in between her legs she was already shaking.

I felt my underwear getting tighter and tighter when I licked her. I wasn't even at the 60 second mark and she was already clutching the sheets.

Her moans and grunts were sending me over the edge. I stop and get up, which in turn gets me a confused look.

"Why did you stop?" She breathlessly said.

I smirk and didn't answer. All I did was pull down my underwear, and lean on top of her. I kiss her tenderly on her forehead, her cheeks, her nose, and finally her lips.

"I love you." I whisper to her.

"I know." She smiles, and I slowly slide into her, watching Rose moan.

I go in and out slowly, without breaking eye contact, on purpose. Rose had her mouth open the whole time, trying not to cum. I kiss her neck and slip my tongue around her nipple, watching it harden around her jewelry.

Rose whimpers and gasps, not being able to speak.

"P-P-Please Michael."

"What baby?

"I need more. I can't take this teasing baby give me it all."

I pick Rose up and roll around, this time her on top of me. She squats down and grabs my dick, sliding down my length, I grab her hips and start moving.

"No don't move." Rose puts her hands on my chest and starts going up and down, getting faster with each stroke. At one point it felt like we were the only ones in this earth. They way our bodies moved together, feeling every inch of ourselves. It was euphoric, I never wanted it to end.

This went on for hours. No matter how tired we said we were, we never stopped. We had to be up at 6 am, we didn't stop until 5:30.

I finally let Rose take a quick nap before she had to get ready. I on the other hand couldn't sleep at all. I was holding her in my arms and I started thinking about what would happen if she went to jail. I wouldn't get to see her everyday or touch her anymore. I would lose everything. I don't know what I would do without her. I grew on this woman and now she might be slipped away from me forever. The thought about losing her made me shed a tear.

I squeezed her tighter, not wanting to let go.

The alarm soon went off and I wake Rose up.

"Please tell me this is a nightmare." Rose whispers into my chest.

"It's not. Come on, let's take a shower and get ready." I slide off the bed and Rose follows. I turn on the shower and set everything on the sink. We take a quick shower and get out, drying ourselves.

Rose slips on her outfit and ties her hair into a bun, then starts to do her makeup while I get ready.

"How are you feeling?" I ask while fixing my hair.

"Nauseous. And I have a huge fucking headache." She mumbles.

"It's just your nerves honey." I look in my bag and grab some aspirin tablets. "Here baby."

I hand her three tablets and she throws them back in her mouth. "Thank you." She looks down at her watch and rolls her eyes.

"We gotta go, John's waiting for us downstairs it's almost 7:50." She bites her lip and twirls around the ring I gave her.

"I'm ready." I grab my watch and put it on. Before we walk out of the room I stop Rose again.

"You've got this, okay? I love you. Don't worry too much about this." I run her shoulders trying to calm her down. I give her a kiss and open the door.

"Wait." She stops me and gives me another kiss, this one passionate.

"What was that for?" I ask.

Rose looks at me with somber eyes. "This might be our last real kiss."

She walks away and I follow her, those seven words following right behind me.

------------I finally updated yay. I've been having major writers block and it's been irking the hell out of me. There's less than five chapters left of this book :( I also decided to push back the date of Rosalinda to May 4! I chose May 4 because it's Katherine's, Jackie's, and MY birthday woohoo! Lol but in the meantime I'll be updating Don't Forget Me and HTMAM a lot more while I start on Rosalinda. Thank you so much for reading my story, it means so much knowing that you guys love the characters and the plot, even if they get boring sometimes (so sorry!)

Again, thank you for your support !

-Angii<3