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The Way He Loves Me(PART6)by Candice

It felt like bliss all the time. We were always together from that day on. It was quite awkward because now, everybody already knew about it. His family, his fans, the media. It was a bit overwhelming for me to be labeled as "THE ASSISTANT". I never really thought I'd end up having a loving relationship with a very prominent man such as Michael. He was just so tender and fun to be with. Not to mention his honesty and his simple yet grand way of loving me. I loved the way he loved me and as each day passed there was no letting go.

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His tour was already finished and there was not much work to do. Now I was already living with him in his home.

"Let's go to Ireland and spend a week there. Just you and me." He proposed as we ate dinner by the house's swimming pool. This took me aback. I've never been anywhere else but here and here I was being asked to be with the man I love far away from home. "Sure, why not? It'd be great to fly away from all the madness in LA." I replied as I sipped my wine, careful enough not to spill it. The media was appalling enough to already know my name and all the other details about me. Everywhere we went there was always the presence of the blinding flash of light their cameras emitted. He reached out for my hand and kissed it gently. "You don't know how much you mean to me. I love you so much." I smiled at him and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. "I do too." I replied.

The night ended beautifully as we made love under the pale moonlight. It was heartwarming to know that this love was pure and no one was going to take it away from us.

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The next day, we were already preparing to leave for Ireland. Michael was leaving last minute instructions with his "people" and he was also fixing some last minute finalization from the tour. "Are you ready?" he asked as he helped me carry my bag down the stairs. "You shouldn't be carrying that." I reminded him. "I'd like to carry it myself. I can manage, love." He smiled back as he took my hand and we headed to the car.

"I can't wait to get there. I've got good plans for our stay and I hope you like it." He said as he stroke my cheek. I put my head on his shoulder and there he was singing to me again.

"WHEN I SAY I LOVE YOU. BABY YOU GOTTA KNOW THAT'S FOR ALL TIME."

The trip going to Ireland was comfortable enough. We went through all processes as furtively as possible so as not to attract attention from other people. He had rented a chateau for a week and it was grand. It had 38 bedrooms and it had a big art room. In it were most of his favorite art masterpieces. It also had a grand ballroom, a gazebo, and its own courtyard.Our room faced the East and as each morning passed, we were greeted by the beautiful glow of the warm sun. 
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I thought the beauty of all of it was celebrated by our love and by the presence of us alone, but it didn't last until one day I realized it wasn't just us anymore.

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