♡The Rivalry|Part Two♡

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When you saw Prince, you were in complete shock. You had to admit, he was one of your favorite music artists - his work was pure genius. He sat there, a smile painted on his face.

"Good afternoon," he stood up and made his way toward you. He held out his hand for you to shake, and you did so. "I take it you're here for the interview," he raised an eyebrow slightly, making you giggle slightly.

"Yes, I am," you nodded.

"Well I must admit, you're the most gorgeous candidate I've ever seen," he laughed before gesturing for you sit down next to him. The both of you settled down, and after a moment - he began to speak.

"So, tell me more about yourself," he smiled.

"Well, my name is (Y/N) Jackson," you began, making his eyes widen slightly.

"Jackson?" he narrowed his eyes playfully. "You mean you're related to Michael Jackson?"

"Yes, I'm married to him," you responded.

Prince burst into laughter, making you frown a little. Once he had settled down, he waved his hands nonchalantly.

"I'm sorry," he shrugged a little. "I just..didn't expect you to apply for the job,"

"Well I didn't know whom I was going to be working for until I arrived here," you raised an eyebrow slightly. "Besides, the rivalry between you and my husband is a matter the should be kept between the both of you," you sighed. "Professionalism is key,"

Prince nodded, studying you carefully.

"You're awfully smart, and you know what the life of a superstar is like," he chuckled. "After all, you-"

"Are married to one," you completed for him. The two of you stared at each other briefly before laughter began to fill the air.

The two of you got along so well, you wouldn't mind working for this man.

"Well, (Y/N)," Prince spoke. "The job is yours if you want it,"

"Are you serious?" you gawked.

"Oh, very much," he let out a breath.

"Oh my goodness!" you exclaimed. "I'd love to work with you! When do I start?"

"Tomorrow,"

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By the time you had gotten home, evening had fallen - and Michael was seated in the living room, reading a book. When he sensed your presence, he looked up and smiled.

"Hey," he grinned as you walked up to kiss him. "How was the interview?"

You sat down next to him, letting out a sigh as he rested his large hand on your thigh.

"It was great," you nodded. "I got the job," you grinned. "I start tomorrow!"

"For real?!" Michael laughed. "That's amazing!"

"Yeah, Prince is a great person," you responded, hoping that Michael wouldn't pick out the flaw in the sentence.

"Wait..Prince?" he turned his head to look at you. "You're going to be working for Prince?!"

"Michael, calm down," you sighed. "It's just a job, it isn't anything personal!"

"Are you seriously going to do this? You know that I dislike him!"

"And that's your problem, not mine," you narrowed your eyes.

"You're not taking that job, (Y/N)," Michael held his finger out to you. "I forbid it,"

"I'm not your slave, Michael," you scoffed. "I'll do whatever I want, whenever I want," you spat before walking past him, and making your way up to the bedroom.

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