Here is Chapter 16, and I thought I'd try something, it works for this chapter. I decided it will be from Emelina's POV (she knows him a Christopher not Jonathon).

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Chapter 16

She opened her eyes sleepily to the sound of Christopher's voice, whispering, "Em, babe. Wake up, we're here."

She rubbed her eyes tiredly and looked over to him; he was sitting in the driver's seat, his body turned toward her, and she smiled lovingly. "Did you just call me 'babe'?"

He grinned smugly at her and replied, "Mayybbee," He leaned over and gave her a quick kiss, "I'm gonna go check in for us." He jumped out of the car and went up to reception.

She didn't realise exactly where they were until she got out of the car to stretch. She stared up at the beautiful, expensive looking 5 star hotel. Christopher walked back from reception, twirling the room key on his finger; it was one of those swipe cards that she had only seen in the movies.

He walked over to her side and grabbed her waist, pulling her around to face him; he had a huge grin on his face. "Do you like what you see?"

She patted his chest, "Yes, sweetie, you're very pretty - but are you sure we're at the right hotel?"

He pulled her closer, "Did you just call me sweetie."

"Maaayybbee," she parroted back, a cheeky smile on her face.

He leaned down and placed a light kiss on her still bruised cheek and she giggled; she always giggled when he kissed her on the cheek like that. He walked over to the boot and pulled out their bags. He looked a little uncomfortable as he tried carrying all three bags while closing the boot.

She was a bit concerned, so she offered, "Do you want me to take anything?"

He finally got the boot closed and chucked his head back trying to get his hair off his face, "Nah, I got it babe."

She smiled and thought to herself, 'I could get used to being called babe.'

They started to walk into the hotel when he swiftly chucked the car keys to the valet, which was surprising considering they were in the hand that was carrying two bags. They walked through the lobby, she looked around in awe, and the ceiling was fully mirrored. They then entered the mirrored elevator that had red velvet flooring.

The lift man asked, "What floor sir?"

Christopher had a sly grin on, "Penthouse."

Emelina's jaw hit the floor, his smile widened at her reaction. The whole ride up she was still in shock of it all. When they exited the elevator, they stepped out into a small box shaped hall, two huge double doors stood in front of them. Her jaw hadn't closed at all since he said 'penthouse' in the elevator. Christopher went over and swiped the card, pushing the two doors open to expose the luxurious penthouse.

Christopher had gone ahead to go put their bags in the bedroom, but Emelina was taking everything in slowly.

There were huge glass doors that lead out onto a patio that had a Jacuzzi, 'A Jacuzzi! A PRIVATE Jacuzzi!' she was squealing internally.

She looked around the enormous room and went and sat down on the white leather couch and looked in awe at the huge LCD plasma TV. She jumped when Christopher jumped over the back of the couch to sit next to her. She had a huge smile across her face.

"So…?" he asked gesturing to the room around them.

She didn't usually sware, only on certain occasions, she was full of joy, "This is fucking amazing!"

He laughed at her enthusiasm and pulled her in for a kiss but she stopped him just before their lips met, "Where are we?"

He was still smiling at her, "Brisbane."

Her smile grew wider and he couldn't hold back anymore. He pulled her into a passionate kiss that quickly turned into a passionate make-out session, they were both buzzing with excitement.

After good half-hour of making-out Christopher's phone started buzzing, he broke away from the kiss and reached down and pulled out his phone. She looked at him curiously as he turned off the alarm and stood up.

He held his hand out to her, "Come on, we've got an hour to get ready before we have our dinner reservation."

She jumped to her feet with excitement, "Dinner reservation?!"

He took her hand and led her to the bedroom, he opened the door to show a huge king-sized bed with dark red pillows and bed spread, with gold silk sheets, and a chandelier hung from the roof. She made her way over to her bag to get something to wear but stopped. She turned around looking a bit upset with herself.

Christopher was worried, "Babe?"

She looked at him awkwardly, chewing on her bottom lip, "I don't have anything to wear to dinner."

A smile crept onto his face; he walked over to the closet and opened it, "I thought you might say that."

In the wardrobe hung a beautiful red dress, it had small side shoulder sleeves, it was knee length and had a wavy skirt bottom. It came with a long sleeved black lace cardigan and barely see through stockings (he knew she hated people seeing her bruises and scars).

She stood in awe, "It... it's beautiful."

She made her way over to him, her arms went around his neck and she leaned up and gently brushed her lips against his.

He was staring down at her with his beautifully dark eyes, they were full of so much love and happiness, she asked, "Why are you so good to me?"

He brushed a few golden strands behind her ear, "Because you're the only good thing I've got going for me." He leaned down and placed a soft kiss on her forehead, she loved it when he did that, she loved it whenever he kissed her, he had a warm smile on his face, "Go get ready."

She giggled and picked up the dress and her bag and headed into the en-suit, closing the door behind her.

She stripped down to her underwear; she looked in the mirror and flinched as she saw the bruises and scars. She wasn't a skinny girl; she even had a few stretch marks on her side. She often wondered why he was with her; he was so sexy. He was that tall and muscular guy that all the girls drooled over. But underneath that beautiful exterior was a fragile broken boy... she knew that now. She had found a curler in the cupboard so she decided to curl her hair. As she plugged it in she remembered the last time she had her hair curled; it was for her cousin's christening, she was seven years old at the time. She remembered how Joshua had tied the bow for her and her eyes started to water at the memory. She pushed the memories and tears down and started curling her hair. She pinned it up in a messy bun, a few curls hanging freely. After a little bit more prepping she finally got dressed. It all fit her perfectly, not too loose not too tight, it was almost as if it were custom made.

Before walking out she gave herself a once over, and for the first time ever she thought, 'I actually look pretty.'

She was about to twist the door handle when she realised she wasn't wearing any shoes; she went over to where she had dumped her trusty black converses. She shrugged them on and quickly laced them up. She gave herself one more once-over in the mirror and then opened the bathroom door. She was a nervous when she stepped out but relaxed as her eyes fell on Christopher, for the first time ever he wasn't wearing his grey sneakers and black hoodie. He looked drop dead gorgeous, he was wearing black dress pants, black leather dress shoes, a black suit jacket and a white button up shirt; the top three buttons were undone so it showed a bit of his tan chest. Her knees were weak as he smiled that smile at her; he slowly walked over to her and kissed her gently, a kiss full of love and devotion. As he pulled back he rested his hands on her hips, sending tingles threw her body.

He smiled once again, his voice so soft and full of love, "You are beautiful... not just tonight though, but always."

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CHAPTER 17 WILL BE POSTED TOMORROW!