Before they knew it, they had arrived at the most beautiful hotel Marinette had ever seen. As they pulled up under the canopy, a bellhop came to take their suitcases and valet park Adrien's car.

Outside of the hotel was swarmed with paparazzi. As they exited the car, Adrien waited for Marinette to join him and made sure they walked in together. Hands entwined and loving expressions on their faces. One month ago he would have said it was an act for the camera, but now his face always mirrored his exact feelings. It wasn't hard to do with Marinette by his side.

This was the first night they would be spending together and he had decided to book them one hotel room, with one bed. He didn't want to sleep with her just yet, well not in the sexual sense anyway, but there was no way he wasn't touching her as much as he could whilst he could. For once in his life spooning sounded like heaven.

"Bonjour, Monsieur Agreste. We have checked you in already and the key to your room is on your loyalty app. We've upgraded you to a suite, I hope it is to your liking." The manager had been waiting to greet Adrien and welcome him to the hotel.

"Not bad for the has-been." Marinette climbed onto her tip toes and whispered into his ear. She placed a gentle kiss on his neck, just under his earlobe, and rested back down onto the flats of her feet. She could see his breath hitch from her action. She never felt more powerful than when Adrien responded to her touch.

"Awwwww this is a gorgeous mademoiselle. Is she your lady?"

"Yes. Jacques, this is my girlfriend Marinette."

"A pleasure to meet you." Jacques reached out for Marinette's hand and placed a kiss on the back. Marinette couldn't help the giggle in her throat as she looked over at Adrien's face. The expression masking his beautiful features was one of a predator who was about to pin his prey down and beat the shit out of him. Her Kitty could be possessive. This was going to be an interesting weekend.

"Jacques, please don't touch her."

"Yes, Monsieur Agreste. I do apologise." Adrien placed his arm around Marinette's waist and led her to the elevator.

"Possessive much?"

"You're mine."

"I'm not an object you know." Marinette smirked up at him and he did the only thing he could think of. He took her lips with his own. It was meant to be a short, sharp kiss for him to show she belonged to him. Instead it turned into a long passionate kiss, and he couldn't hold back his moan as she licked his lower lip and entered her tongue in his mouth.

It wasn't anything new for Adrien to be making out in the foyer of a hotel, but this time ... this seemed different. He didn't want others viewing this display, he wanted it to be personal. He wanted it to be just his. He broke the kiss and moved his head away from Marinette's.

"Not here, Princess. Too many people watching what we're doing."

Marinette nodded in understanding as the elevator reached the ground floor. The idea ran though her head that she could continue with him in the elevator, away from prying eyes, but fate had other ideas.

"Maman, Papa, quick!" A small child charged into the elevator along side Adrien and Marinette. Before anyone knew what was happening, the elevator doors began to close without this random child's parents.

With quick thinking Adrien placed his foot into the almost closed doors and winced as the metal bounced off it. As Adrien moved the door back, Marinette jumped to the control panel and held the door open for the parents.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you." The mother charged into the lift and gathered the small child in her arms. "Mia, don't you ever run off again! Promise me!"

The small child whimpered into her mothers arms as the father ran into join them. He gave Adrien the once over before turning to his wife and child.

"Thank you both. I hope your foots not injured?" Adrien smiled to the man and informed him that he was fine, nothing to worry about.

The doors closed and Marinette reached out and hooked onto Adrien's arm. She knew he was in pain but of course being the big macho man he was there was no chance he would admit it. The door had rebounded off his foot causing his knee to turn in. He was quite sure his jeans were going to take some effort to pry off his now swollen part of anatomy.

"Oh my ... are you? You're ...? Oh wow!" The woman placed her child down and looked over at Marinette and Adrien. She was stuttering and both Adrien and Marinette couldn't quite decide what they were going to do. They were stuck inside a small place with no idea what was going through this random ladies mind.

"Just let them be, honey." The man said to his now incredibly bouncy wife. The way she was moving would rival Tigger.

"I'm sorry, but that's Marinette Dupain-Cheng. The lady who designed and created my wedding dress and, you know, what was underneath." She spoke slowly and raised her eyebrows to her husband.

Her husband jumped into action and grabbed Marinette out of Adrien's arms and into a tight hug. The poor girl was as stiff as a board whilst an unknown male hugged her.

"Thank you for not only saving my daughter but for helping give us the best day and night of our lives." The man was practically crying as he thanked Marinette, and Adrien was missing the warmth and support from his girlfriend. He was injured after all.

Marinette was finally able to step away and back into Adrien's arms. He automatically felt comforted having her so close. Especially now the throbbing pain was beginning to make its way up his body. He just needed to sit down so badly, and ice! A lot of ice!

"Your very welcome." She sweetly smiled to the couple next to them. Adrien felt his stomach drop. That smile. That God damn sweet smile, it was kryptonite to him.
No woman should be able to look so perfect through a smile.

"You're a lucky man." The man standing by them stated.

"Don't I know it." Adrien looked down into Marinette's eyes and got lost. This view was his most favourite in the world. Forget every experience he had seen; the Grand Canyon, the Great Wall of China, the Sphinx ... none of them were are as awe inspiring as Marinette's bright Sapphires.

She smiled at him again and his clothes became restrictive. He swore she could read every thought in his head. The elevator stopped and opened up allowing the young family to leave them alone. Both the mother and father gave the couple another thanks as they made their way out.

As the door closed, Adrien lost all self control. Grabbing Marinette's waist he slammed her back into the elevator wall and placed his lips on hers. Mouths open and tongues swirling. He was in heaven. Once they reached their floor, the lovebirds exited the elevator stealing kisses as they walked towards their suite.

A bellhop was standing outside the door, signally them to their luggage which had already been bought up for them and placed conveniently in the bedroom. Marinette lead the way into the room as Adrien tipped the staff member generously and closed the door.

They were suddenly alone. Alone to do whatever they wanted. Marinette placed her bag down before striding back to Adrien and wrapping her arms around his neck. She kissed him but was quietly moved away as Adrien let out a winced breath.

"You ok?" Marinette looked at him carefully and saw the slight edge of crystals in the corners of his eyes. The tears in his eyes spoke wonders as she edged him towards the bed.

"Stay right here. I'll be back as soon as I can." Adrien watched as she grabbed the ice bucket and left the room. Sighing, he removed his pants and lay flat on the bed stuffing one of the pillows under his now balloon sized knee. So much for wooing his girlfriend this weekend, he would be lucky if he could walk.

Looking down he placed a hand either side and felt the heart radiate off it. She was going to be so disappointed, this was such a big deal for the both of them. This weekend was meant to be magic. Laying back against the headboard he placed both his hands over his face. He really was a screw up. The door slowly crept open and the woman of his dreams made her way back to the bed, not without her cheeks turning a vibrant shade of red.

"You took your pants off then?"

"Yep." Adrien smiled at her, knowing exactly how uncomfortable it would be making her feel. "I know these boxers aren't quite the standard of what you make, but I do like the comfiness of them. They are a nice material, want to feel?"

The noise that came out of Marinette's mouth could rival that of a pig. It was a snort mixed with a 'pah' sound. She covered her mouth instantly with one hand as she placed the ice down over Adrien's swollen knee. He winced as the bag of ice touched him. Marinette removed it quickly and made her way into the bathroom to grab a towel.

"It was sweet of you to injure yourself for that little girl." Marinette returned, wrapping the ice in a towel before placing it on his swollen knee. It didn't seem as big as after the dance lesson so positivity flowed through her body making her think he was going to be ok. All she needed was a nurses outfit and he was quite sure he'd died and gone to heaven.

"I'm a superhero. What can I say?" He smirked at her, causing the bluenette to laugh out loud.

"You believe that big boy."

"Big boy? How would you know? Have you been perving on me, Ms. Dupain-Cheng?" Her head shot to face him, eyes wide open and face continuing its journey through the many shades of red.

"No ... it's just ... I-I ... errrmm... woo! Is it hot in here?"

Adrien's eyebrows lifted before his face cracked into a belly shaking laugh. The tears began to run down his face, how could she still be so unconfident around him. It wasn't like they were teens in lycée again.

"Now there's my old best bud. Stutter, stutter, stutter." He laughed again before indicating the space on the bed next to him. "Come here you crazy lady."

Shyly, Marinette climbed next to him on the bed. Snuggling up to his insanely hard chest and relaxing in his personal aroma. She buried her head into his armpit and let out a whimper.

"Hey Princess, look at me."

She shook her head in her secret hiding place, hoping he would just fall asleep and leave her be.

"Marinette, come on. Look at me."

"No! I'm too embarrassed."

"Mari, the stuttering is cute. Especially now I know you don't actually hate me when you're doing it." Marinette could hear the smirk in his voice.

"Shut up Adrien." She grabbed the pillow from underneath her and whacked him around the head.

"Me-owch! How dare you hit an injured man!" With that she hit him again. This time a little harder.

"That was for the damn cat pun."

"You told me you missed them."

"Maybe I lied." The two sat in a face-off position, smirking at each other and eyes twinkling.

"Do I need to start calling you Lila?"

"Do and I'll drown you too."

"Bring it on shorty!"

"Shorty! You actually went there, did you?" Marinette remembered one flaw with Adrien, he was insanely ticklish in his ribs. Before he could react she jumped on top of him straddling either side of his hips, and started tickling him. His laugh was crazy, which only caused her to increase the pressure.

"My knee, Mari! Be careful!" His words came out separated through the laughs.

"Oh my God, Adrien, I'm so sorry." As she was apologising he grabbed her hips and rolled her onto her back. Leaning down he took her mouth with his. Kissing it gently and meaningfully as she trailed her hands up his body. She finally rested with both her hands entwined in his beautiful blonde locks, and moaning into his mouth at the friction of his tongue against hers.

As a moan escaped her mouth he moved his hands under her hips allowing one to stroke down her thigh, pulling her leg up and resting it against his hip. He pressed his weight into her groin, allowing her to feel the full effect her femininity had on him. Rolling his hips he heard her intake a breath. He wanted to hear her again so he repeated the action, this time feeling a whirlwind of butterflies as she groaned out his name.

As he went to press down again he misjudged his movement and landed his entire weight on his swollen knee.

"Shit!" She opened her eyes when she heard him curse and looked deep into his eyes.

"I'm so sorry. Do you want me to get more ice for you? Oh no, Adrien! Are you ok? I shouldn't have pushed you into it. I'm so sorry."

He grabbed the back of her head and pulled her to him for another gently kissing.

"I'll be ok. I just jarred it. I think I just got too into the moment. Not used to restrictions." He smiled at her and visibly saw her deflate. He kissed her again before slinging an arm around her shoulders and pulled her into his body.

"I need to talk to you about Luka and Lila."

Marinette looked into his eyes and saw the fear on his face.

"Before I began I need to you remember that Lila will do whatever she needs to, to get her own way. Promise me, if she mentions anything about me to you, you'll talk to me about it before you react."

"Of course Kitty. You know my thoughts and feelings on Lila. They haven't changed since lycée. I despise her!" Marinette twisted so she could look into Adrien's eyes. "I trust you to tell me the truth. Just like I'm sure you'll trust me."

He let out a sigh as he looked at Marinette.

"I'm glad you do, Princess, and of course I will. You mean more to me than anyone." He didn't mean to say that last part and her reaction showed she was just as shocked by his response as he was for saying it.

"So what about Luka?"

"Belt yourself up M'Lady, you're in for a bumpy ride." He stretched his arm out again and she huddled into it, playing with his opposite hand on her lap. He always wore a silver ring on his right hand. She'd never asked about it before but recently it had started to intrigue her.

"The reason you lost your contract with Kitty Section is my father. He offered Luka an insane amount of money to go with him as the designer rather than you."

Marinette nodded. He could tell this was hurting her and it was breaking his heart to do this to her. But she needed to know the truth.

"I get it. They needed the name to help them."

"I wish that was the end of this." Adrien sighed as he interlocked his fingers with Marinette's.

"You know Gabriel isn't honourable and when you make a deal with him it's the same as dealing with the devil. Well, he'd made a deal with Luka to put a restriction on you and your dealings with other stars within the music business. Luka became too involved with my father and helped to blacklist you with celebrity stylists."

He saw as a tear glided silently down her beautiful porcelain face, he kissed the top of her head and snuggling in closer trying to calm her and support her as much as possible.

"My mother told me that she has been buying your commissions and selling them onto agents. That's why your commissions have been so high. She's been trying to take Gabriel down from the inside, not only for what he did to her but also what he's done to me, and to you."

Marinette turned to look at Adrien, face streaked with tears and gave him a small encouraging smile to carry on.

"As that wasn't working to plan with Luka trying to blacklist you, plus my father and Lila continuing to bad-word your name, they needed to create a new strategy. I only found out about this earlier this week so please don't hate me for not telling you sooner."

"Adrien, I'm scared." She began to shake. He could tell she was minutes away from a panic attack. Lifting the duvet on the bed, Adrien motioned for Marinette to climb under before following and wrapping her tightly in his arms. He wanted her to feel safe and protected. That's why he was doing this. That's why he was finally sharing what had been plaguing him for the better part of a week. They could beat this together.

"After we got the costumes I managed to get Nino alone. Luka had been a bastard the enter time we were there and I needed to know why Nino thought it was a good idea for Luka to come. Considering I am his best man, I couldn't understand it. Luka was never someone in our friendship group." Adrien let out a sigh before continuing.

"Nino told me that he was protecting us, protecting you. Luka, being so famous in the music industry, had managed to get Nino a lot of gigs. When I say a lot ... I mean a lot. Nino wouldn't be where he is without Luka's help. However, it came with a price. Nino had to help Luka get closer to you."

"B-b-but Nino is my f-f-friend." Her shaking began to increase in tremors and Adrien placed soft kisses over her face.

"Please calm down, Mari."

"I feel so betrayed! Does Alya know?" Again Adrien sighed at Marinette's question.

"Yes. As long as Nino gives him opportunities to be with you, he can keep his contacts. He can't afford to lose it. He's terrified Princess."

"And I'm not! How can you let our friends do this to me? To us?" Marinette began to move away from Adrien, fire burning in the pit of her stomach.

"Mari, please, you need to listen?"

"Listen to what? Huh? How our friends and your father are trying to ruin my life?" The tears began to fall thick and fast. Her heart was crumbling. Finally she was getting somewhere and in the matter of a week her life was flipped again. Everyone was out to get her. What had she ever done to make people hate her so much?

"Mari, calm down. You're going to make yourself ill."

"I can't, Adrien." She sobbed. "I ... just ... can't." With that she sat back against the head board knees up to her chest and tears streaming down her face.

Adrien moved towards her, picking her up and bringing her onto his lap. She buried her head into his chest allowing him to caress her hair. How had they gone from such a high to such a low?

"Princess, I will never leave you. That's not an option but we need to be prepared. They're going to out to separate us ... both of them. Just please, trust me and speak to me."

The soothing rhythm of Adrien's heart beating was calming her down. It was as though he was purring at her.

"I trust you Adrien, I think you might be the only person I do."