The room was dimly lit, the kind of light that softens edges and makes memories feel less sharp. Five siblings sat together on a cream-colored sofa, their hands clasped, their eyes fixed on something far away. Behind them, on the wall, were dozens of photographs—decades of smiles frozen in time, each image a testament to a relationship that had once seemed magical and was now revealed to be something else entirely.

For twenty-five years, the Casio family had kept a secret. Not from each other—though that was part of it—but from the world. From the fans who worshipped Michael Jackson, from the media who scrutinized his every move, from the estate that protected his legacy with billions of dollars and an army of lawyers.

Now, they were breaking their silence.

“I was groomed since I was born,” Eddie Casio said, his voice steady but thick with decades of suppressed emotion. “This was the worst thing to live with—by what he did to them.”

The Casio children—Eddie, Marie Nicole, Dominic, and Aldo—had grown up in the shadow of the King of Pop. Their father, Dominic Casio Sr., was a hotel manager who had crossed paths with Michael Jackson in the mid-1980s. What began as a professional relationship quickly became something more intimate, more consuming. Jackson befriended the entire family, showering them with gifts, trips, and the kind of attention that made them feel like the most special people in the world.

“He was like the fun uncle,” Dominic Jr. remembered. “He was always fun to be around. It was always a good time—going to toy stores and amusement parks and all this stuff with him.”

But beneath the surface of those happy memories lay something dark, something that would take decades to surface and longer to confront.

The first time Eddie Casio met Michael Jackson, he was just two years old. His father managed the Helmsley Palace in New York City, a hotel that catered to the rich and famous. Jackson was a frequent guest, and soon he became a frequent visitor to the Casio family home in New Jersey.

“He would show up with Bubbles, his chimp,” Eddie recalled. “I remember waking up and all of a sudden there was Bubbles jumping from bed to bed. It was wild.”

For the Casio children, having the biggest star in the world as a family friend was intoxicating. They traveled with him on tour, flew on private jets, met world leaders and superstars. They were the envy of every Michael Jackson fan on the planet.

But what they didn’t know—what they couldn’t know—was that they were being groomed.

“I think he was a master of his craft,” Aldo Casio said. “He knew exactly how to pull this off.”

The abuse began gradually, almost imperceptibly. Small touches that seemed innocent. A hand on the leg. A kiss on the lips. A shared bath before a show.

“He nicknamed me Angel,” Eddie said. “He would take baths before the show, and I would take baths with him everywhere we went. I was the one that stayed with him in his room and in his bed.”

Eddie was eleven years old when the first kiss happened. He was on tour with Jackson, sitting on the pop star’s lap, when Michael leaned in and kissed him on the lips.

“That was the start of my time with Michael of being molested,” Eddie said.

The abuse became routine. Almost every night, Jackson would molest Eddie, who had been conditioned to believe that this was a sign of love, of specialness, of being chosen.

“He would say, ‘Doesn’t that feel good? See, I love you. I love you. This is how much I love you.’”

Eddie was not alone. His brothers and sister would later reveal that they, too, had been victims of Jackson’s predation. But at the time, none of them knew. Jackson was meticulous in his manipulation, making each child believe they were the only one, that the bond they shared was unique and sacred.

“He did a very good job of making each person feel that way,” Marie Nicole Casio said. “Convincing us that we were the only ones this was happening to.”

For Dominic Jr., the abuse began when he was just eight years old. Jackson called it “the booty rumble”—a game where he would lay the boy on top of him and shake his buttocks while pressing up against him.

“He would say, ‘Isn’t this fun? Did it feel good? This is okay. This is fun.’”

Jackson framed it as love. As normal. As something special between the two of them.

“He would do things like grab my butt and shake it and call it booty rumble and make me laugh,” Dominic said.

For Aldo, the youngest of the Casio children, the abuse began when he was seven. Jackson used the same tactics—grooming, manipulation, and a carefully constructed facade of affection.

“It was normal to be embraced and close because he framed it and disguised it as love,” Aldo said. “Normal love.”

Marie Nicole was twelve when Jackson first abused her. He told her that it was normal for a man and a woman to be naked together. He asked her to undress, to spread her legs, to let him look at her. He sniffed her, admired her, and told her that this was something special between the two of them.

“He said I couldn’t share this with anyone in my family or anyone for that matter,” Marie said. “We had a secret code. Anytime he wanted to have a meeting with me, he would give me the signal—a snap and a point—and that just told me he wanted to see me again.”

The abuse continued for years. Jackson would masturbate while looking at her exposed body. He would tell her he loved her, that she was his special one, that no one else mattered as much.

“It’s a monster,” Marie said, tears streaming down her face. “He’s evil. What he did was evil. And he’s tricked the whole world into thinking he’s this innocent, perfect human being. And he’s not.”

The Casio children were not just sexually abused. They were also drugged. Jackson introduced them to alcohol and prescription medications at alarmingly young ages.

“He introduced me to alcohol at a young age,” Eddie said. “Jesus juice—which was wine. Disney juice—which was hard liquor. And the drugs—he would give me Vicodin or Xanax. He would say, ‘It’s going to make you float. You’re going to feel great. Here, have a sip of this. This will make it work faster.’”

Eddie was eleven years old when he was given Xanax and Vicodin. He trusted Jackson, believed that the star would never steer him wrong.

“He was not going to steer me wrong, is what I thought. So this is okay.”

The Casio children also witnessed Jackson’s own drug use spiral out of control. They saw him overdose, watched him turn into someone they barely recognized, ran to get help when he stopped breathing.

“There were many times where Michael would overdose on drugs in front of us,” Marie said. “We would have to run to get help. We would be panicking. It was so traumatic.”

Aldo remembered being in bed with Jackson at night when the singer would transform into something terrifying—his eyes glassy, his movements erratic, his voice demanding and frightening.

“He would say, ‘You don’t love me. You don’t love me.’ He was a monster,” Aldo said. “A literal monster to me.”

In 1993, the world learned of the first allegations against Michael Jackson. Thirteen-year-old Jordan Chandler accused the pop star of sexual abuse. Jackson settled the case for a reported $25 million, denying any wrongdoing and claiming the accusations were part of an extortion plot.

“He just really put it in our heads that that family was just out for his money,” Eddie said. “We were warped under his spell. It was hard to deprogram from it.”

The Casio children believed Jackson. They defended him publicly, appeared on television to support him, and continued to keep their own secrets buried deep.

“Nobody was ready to come out with the truth,” Dominic said. “We were all scared to come out with the truth. So what other option did we have? We had to keep defending.”

Even their parents, Connie and Dominic Casio Sr., were blind to what was happening. They trusted Jackson implicitly, saw him as a friend, a benefactor, a kindly uncle figure.

“My mother asked me, ‘Is Michael doing anything to you? Anything inappropriate?’” Marie recalled. “I had to say what he trained us to say. ‘No, no, Mom. What are you talking about? He would never do that.’”

There were warning signs—photos of the children looking uncomfortable, seeming distant, appearing unhappy. But no one saw them for what they were.

“I feel so bad for that child that’s on his lap,” Marie said, looking at an old photograph. “I was definitely experiencing some type of trauma. You could see it in my eyes.”

The turning point came in 2019, with the release of the HBO documentary Leaving Neverland. Wade Robson and James Safechuck came forward with detailed allegations of sexual abuse against Michael Jackson. For the Casio family, watching the documentary was like looking into a mirror.

“I was like, ‘Oh my god, he did this to other kids,’” Aldo said. “That was enough for my courage to just blossom. I said, ‘No, no, no, no. This isn’t made up. This is real.’”

Aldo called a family meeting at his parents’ home in South Carolina. He gathered his siblings and told them the truth—that everything in Leaving Neverland was true, because it had happened to him too.

One by one, his siblings spoke up. “Me too,” Eddie said. “Me too,” Marie said. “Me too,” Dominic said.

For the first time in their lives, they understood that they had not been alone. That the burden they had carried in isolation was shared. That Jackson’s hold on them had been broken.

“It was the hardest thing for me to do, was to admit it,” Eddie said. “I can’t describe the feeling—the range of emotions that I was feeling at the time.”

In the wake of Leaving Neverland, the Casio family was approached by lawyers representing the Michael Jackson estate. They were offered a deal: a substantial payment in exchange for their silence.

“The estate lawyers figuratively and literally put their arms around the Casios and said, ‘You can trust us. You don’t need a lawyer. We’re going to treat you fairly,’” said Howard King, the family’s attorney.

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But King argues the deal was unconscionable—that the Casios were undercompensated and pressured into signing by the very people who should have been protecting them.

“That agreement that compensated them is unconscionable,” King said. “It should be voided, and a court should determine a fair amount for the damages they suffered.”

The Jackson estate has denied all allegations and is now suing the Casios to enforce the confidentiality agreement. The family is fighting back, determined to tell their story no matter the cost.

“What threats have been made against you to keep you quiet?” the interviewer asked.

“Well, they are threatening now to take everything back that they had already paid out,” Eddie said. “They are making us look like liars, extortionists. It’s far from the truth. We were mistreated our whole lives with him, and we’re being mistreated even after his death.”

The release of the Michael Jackson biopic in 2024 was another blow. The film, which celebrates Jackson’s music and his rise to fame, does not address the allegations of child sexual abuse. For the Casios, it felt like a betrayal—a rewriting of history that erased their pain and their truth.

“It’s a slap in the face that they are still making him seem like this innocent, amazing person,” Dominic said. “His talent, yes. There’s no denying that. But there’s more to him than that.”

Eddie agreed. “Michael Jackson isn’t the man that everyone thinks he is. Michael Jackson is a child molester. He sexually abused me and my family and many others. He had a problem. And I feel like it’s important for the world to know that the person who wrote those songs—’Heal the World’ and ‘We Are the World’—was not that person at heart. He truly was a monster. He truly was a bad person.”

The Casio children are now adults, with children of their own. They have spent years in therapy, trying to heal from the trauma that Michael Jackson inflicted on them. They have struggled with guilt, with shame, with the feeling that they should have done more to protect each other.

“I didn’t protect them,” Dominic said, his voice breaking. “I didn’t protect them. That is a big regret in my life because I see how it has affected them, and I feel horrible for that.”

Marie Nicole is grateful that they have finally found the courage to speak. “Hopefully, this will give courage to other victims out there to come out and be strong with us,” she said. “Because at the end of the day, he was the monster, not us.”

The Casio family has shared hundreds of photographs and home videos with the public—images that document their decades-long relationship with Michael Jackson. They show birthday parties, backstage moments, family dinners, and private jet rides. They show Jackson holding babies, playing with children, and smiling for the camera.

But the Casios see something else in these images now. They see the grooming, the manipulation, the slow and deliberate process by which Jackson insinuated himself into their lives and then exploited their trust.

“It’s actually kind of painful because you see the excitement in all of our faces,” Eddie said. “And it’s sad because you feel bad for that family that was manipulated so badly by him.”

“That’s your family,” the interviewer said.

“That’s my family,” Eddie replied. “We were conned by this man.”

As the interview ended, the Casio siblings gathered together, arms around each other, their faces a mixture of pain and resolve. They knew that coming forward would invite scrutiny, skepticism, and attacks. They knew that Jackson’s fans would defend him, that his estate would fight them, that the truth might never be fully accepted.

But they also knew that silence was no longer an option.

“For so long, separated by our secrets, this is a family that now finds strength together,” the interviewer said.

The Casio siblings nodded. They had been through hell together, even when they didn’t know it. Now, they were determined to walk through the fire together, too.

And perhaps, in the end, that was the only victory that mattered.

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