( Michael is not famous in this imagine)

Yn P. O. V.

Today was a long day at work. I was so exhausted. I couldn't wait to go home. I own my own business. I have my own clothing line. Anyway I was working when the janitor came in my office. It was after 10:30 pm.

??: Oh I'm sorry, I didn't know anyone was here this late.

Me: You're fine. I was just leaving. Have I ever met you?

??: Uh no you haven't. My name is Micheal.

Me: Well it's nice to meet you.

Michael: Can I ask you a question?

Me: Sure.

Michael: What's a pretty girl like you working so late?

Me: I enjoy what I do. Sometimes my boyfriend forces me to come home.

Michael: O well I didn't know you had a boyfriend. *Looks down*

Me: Sorry I haven't met you sooner. I've been really busy with the business growing.

Michael: I totally understand.

Me: How long have you been working here?

Michael: A few days. How did you not know?

Me: My assistant Craig takes care of doing the things I won't have time to do.

Michael: Cool.

Me: I won't keep you long. I'll see you tomorrow?

Michael: I look forward to it Mrs......

Me: Miss YN YLN (Your first and last name).

Michael: By Miss YN.

Me: See you Michael.

Michael P. O. V.

Yn is really beautiful. If she was mine I would make sure that she didn't have to work this late. Even if she loves it. I just don't like the fact that she has a boyfriend. I bet he doesn't take care of her. I would give her the world. One day she'll be mine. One day...

Yn P. O. V.

I really couldn't wait to come home. I walked in to find My boyfriend Quincy heated. I couldn't understand what was upsetting in.

Me: Hey baby. What's wrong?

Quincy: Where have you been?!

Me: I was at work. I told you I was gonna be late.

Quincy: And I told you to be here around 6:30.

Me: What is your problem?

Then he did what I never would've expected. Yes, he punched me in the face. All I could do was cry. He promised that he wouldn't do it again.

Quincy: I'm so sorry baby. Please don't leave me!

Me: Too late! GET OUT MY HOUSE. GET YOUR STUFF AND GO!

Quincy: You'll come back you always do.

Me: GET OUT!

There I was, alone with none to turn to. No one will ever understand. I cried and cried. You would too if you spent 3 & ½ years devoted to a jerk. I don't know what it is. Why I keep coming back. Oh wait..... I know. It's because I love him.

*The next day*

My eyes were puffy from last night. I put on some Foundation to cover my black eye. I got ready and headed out the door. When I got to the office, I ran into someone. I couldn't even look at them. I just kept going. All I needed to do was reach my office.

*Lunch time*

I was doing my office work when someone knocked on the door.

Me: Come in!

I was trying so hard to concentrate on my work. I didn't want to see Quincy again. And that's who walked in.

Quincy: Hey baby.

Me: Who are you referring to. The last time I checked, I was never someone's baby. My name is YN or Miss. YLN.

Quincy: Don't be like that.

Me: Be like what. We are no longer together. We shouldn't see each other. Now would you do me a favor and leave.

Quincy ran to my desk. My heart began to race. He is really crazy. He grabbed my arms tightly.

Quincy: We are together and I don't want to hear you say that!

Me: No- (someone knocks on the door) Who is it?

Michael came in with some flowers. He looked really nice. I mean really nice. I smiled so hard.

Michael: I just came to give you thes- Is he hurting you?

Quincy: Mind you business.

Michael: I am minding it. Get your hands off her!

Michael slapped Quincy hand down. My hand started to feel better. Then Quincy punched Michael. They began fighting each other. I screamed for someone to get security. When they came, I think Quincy was getting tired because Michael was beating him down! I couldn't believe it. Quincy was big compared to Michael.

Security #1: Who is it that needs to leave? Both?

Quincy: That guy!

Security #2: Didn't nobody ask you!

Me: Him *I pointed at Quincy*

Quincy: This is not over!

I looked around my office. It was a mess. I looked outside the door and all of the workers were staring hard. I shut the door and walked up to Michael.

Me: Thank you Michael.

Michael: No need to thank me. You shouldn't be treated like that.

Me: How am I supposed to be treated?

Micheal: Like a goddess.

I looked down, but he lifted my head up. We looked at each other for a while. Then I went to get the First Aid Kit.

Michael: Sorry for the mess.

Me: No need to be sorry. I needed him to leave and he wouldn't listen.

Michael: Was that your boyfriend?

Me: Ex!

Michael: Good!

Me: Why?

Michael: That's where I come in. Imma take care of you.

Me: How?

Michael: I'm on my way to the top. I been writing music for a long time. I got discovered. I took the job as a Janitor to help me pay off the studio loans.

Me: I can help you get the money.

Michael: No! I want to earn this. When I make it, Imma give you the world and more.

Me: How do you know that?

Michael: Because you're mine.

Me: I am?

Michael: Got that right.

Me: I just got out of a horrible relationship. Can you give me time?

Michael: Sure.

He looked into my eyes. We got closer. I wanted him to kiss me, but he pushed back.

Me: Why did you do that?

Michael: To make you realize what you're missing out on.

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