Chapter 2

Faith's POV

When the elevator door closed I felt happier than I had in a long time. My father made me feel like shit every day. He didn't let me go away to college so I could have to stay at home and endure his abuse. Then I met Brian and in one afternoon my world had turned upside down. It was hard for me to believe that anyone treated a stranger as well as he treated me. He gave me his personal number then the one to his room and said he'd tell the lobby I was his wife if I needed to get away  from my dad. It didn't help that he was hot as hell. The devil himself created this man. He had the most beautiful green eyes and when he looked into mine I could stare into them forever. That green  suit he had on tonight accentuated them perfectly making them stand out and make me feel like he could see into my soul. I knew he was genuine by the look in his eyes all I could see in them was love and understanding. I leaned against the wall next to my hotel door and thought about his lips.  Oh God did I ever want to taste those lips and feel them run across mine. Hell I wanted them on  my body, but he wouldn't ever want someone as fucked up as I was. That's when the hotel door swung open and I was dragged inside.

"Where the fuck were you little whore!"

"Daddy please I just went to the beach!” I cried.

"I saw that man in the lobby looking at you before we left for dinner. You were with him weren’t you slut."

"Daddy I didn't.", I cried, “I never saw him again. I just wanted to swim, I swear."He held my arms tightly and slammed me against the wall. His breath smelled like whiskey and it made me sick to  my stomach. He got so close to my face I could feel his lips as he spoke to me. He licked my neck  and I cringed.

"You my little whore will be all mine. I'm going to use you until there is nothing left."He threw me to the floor and me there with my hair draped over my face and cried. My mother and siblings were sleeping. I had no idea how they could sleep through all of this, but part of me thought they  had been drugged. He stormed over to me and held me down on the floor and began ripping my  clothes off as I fought him.

"Please don't!” I screamed.

“I’m going to punish you and you will never lie to me again, you understand little bitch!" I was screwed because he had been drinking and he was exceptionally strong when he had been  drinking. I tried to push him off of me but he overpowered me by taking my arms and pinning me down. I broke a leg free and kneed him in the groin. He fell on top of me letting my arms go and I reached around for anything to hit him with and I found a whiskey bottle and broke it over his head. When I finally got him off of me I ran out the door and into the elevator. I looked at my  phone and it was only midnight. I couldn't wake him up now, it wouldn’t be right. So when I got off the elevator I slid down his door clutching my purse and cried as I waited.

Brian's POV

I woke up to my alarm pounding into my head. I sat upon the edge of the bed trying to recall the events of last night. I had come back to my room and enjoyed the luxuries of my mini bar and  thought about Faith which means I did not write my speech and I needed to pull something out of my ass this morning. It was five thirty and I had to make some coffee to get through the day. Just as I was about to sit down to drink my first cup I heard a soft knock on the door. I got up and did not think I answered it in my boxers. To my surprise Faith was standing on the other side of the door.“Come in."

She walked slowly over to the bed and sat down. I put down my cup of coffee and sat next to her.  I could tell that something was wrong."Are you okay?"

Her eyes began to fill up with tears and she shook her head. I pulled her close to me and she pulled  back the sleeves of her shirt. She had bruises up and down her arms. This infuriated me."What room are you in?” I demanded.

"Please don't go there, it will only make it worse for me. Please just let me stay here for a while."

I knew she was right because the one time I couldn't be there he could kill her.“Okay, but do you  want to go to my brother’s wedding as my plus one today. They kept it open in case I found  someone to bring. "

She smiled through her tears."Sounds fun, but I have nothing to wear."

I kissed her cheek.``When the stores open we had better get to shopping. In the meantime tell me what exactly happened. "

"When I got back to my hotel room I waited outside the door for a minute and when he figured out I was out there he pulled me inside. He accused me of being a whore because he somehow knew I was out with you. Then he made these bruises and slammed me against the wall. He threw me in a corner where he tried to...” she trailed off.

I was not about to make her say the disgusting things I knew she was going to say. I put my finger to her lips because I didn’t want her to have to relive that awful part of the night. She began to cry  and I stroked her hair.

"I...I had to hit him over the head with a whiskey bottle to knock him out so I could get away.” she sobbed.

I laid her down beside me and held her for a while just us and the quiet to give her a moment of peace until it was time to get ready for the day. I dressed quickly and we were out the door. I took  her to the boutique next to the hotel and let her pick out whatever she wanted. It didn’t matter to  me because she would be beautiful in anything she chose. When she came out of the dressing  room I could feel my mouth drop.

She had picked out a pair of black dress pants and a plum top with sheer sleeves just enough to  hide her bruises, but not enough to make her hot. Her shirt covered her front and dipped low in the back and her long wavy hair fell just right along her waist. She also chose a pair of pointed heels that matched the color of her top.

“Do you like it?” she asked, blushing.

I pulled her to me so she could look in my eyes. "You look amazing in it. There is no need to blush  love."

She pulled away and looked down at the floor and blushed again. "You're just saying that."

I took her hand in mine and pulled her to me again. I had to convince her she was beautiful and  that she should give herself more credit. It pained me that her dad had drug her confidence so low that she couldn't see her beauty on the outside so I could only imagine what she felt like on  the inside. I pressed my lips to hers and she felt so tense. I pulled her closer and she finally let go  and wrapped her arms around me and I held her like that for a while still inside the dressing rooms.  Everyone around watched us and I didn't care as long as Faith felt safe it was all I needed. My  phone rang and it interrupted our moment we were having. I pressed my forehead against hers."Give me one minute."

I slowly pulled away to answer it knowing who was on the other end.

“Hello." "Where the hell are you?” Jason asked worried.

I turned my back to Faith and ran my hand through my hair. “I’m at a boutique with a woman.” I whispered.

"What the hell are you doing there?"

“I’m bringing her to the wedding."

"You found a date.” he sounded shocked and excited.

“I’ve found her something to wear and we are on our way."

I hung up the phone and turned to see her looking down at her feet once more with a shy smile on  her face. I walked over to her and lifted her chin. She was no longer allowed to be embarrassed  around me.“Now where were we?” I said kissing her lips lightly.I took her by the hand and led her towards the parking garage to my car. Once we got to it I heard her gasp. She walked up to it and  ran her hand across the hood.

“This is a 1970 Mustang GT."

I grinned, “damn right it is.", I said proudly opening the door for her to get in.  Once inside I took off showing her what my precious could do. We were late for the wedding after all. We sped in and out of traffic gracefully dancing through the cars.

"You sure know how to control her and make her purr.” she said, smiling at me.

I grinned back, " precious isn't the only thing I know how to make purr."

Her cheeks turned a shade of red I'd never seen before and I could see her thighs clenching  together as if to push back her feelings. All I knew was I was going to show her the time of her life this week and it may be the end of me when we have to part, but Faith deserved to be shown  passion and love.

She pulled down the visor to use the mirror in it to put on her makeup. I watched her from the corner of my eye apply it so delicately to her face. When she added the shade of plum to her lips to  match her outfit my heart skipped a beat and I knew in that moment I needed to know what it was like to kiss her every day for eternity. She closed her purse and looked my way and asked innocently," do I look okay?"

"You look perfect.” I said as I punched the accelerator knowing I had better get to the wedding. If I didn't hurry I'd want to make a pit stop and make love to her in the car right then and there. When  we finally made it to the hotel where I was to get ready I found our sister Natalie and introduced  them so I could find Jason.