Yasmin POV.

We arrived in London around nine o'clock. Rog Paul left the house he shares with the boys. Then we went to his mansion. I go back to work on Tuesday. When we arrived at his mansion take a wonderful bath tub and he ordered food for us in a restaurant. Then we called our parents and friends, saying that we are already in London. We agreed to meet with our friends tomorrow night to have dinner all together in Rog mansion. Soon the food came. After dinner I was writing the rest of my article on the paper. Tomorrow I will type the article and deliver Tuesday in the journal. After I finished writing my article in the paper I joined Rog in his bed and we were dating.

- He wrote a lot of stuff in your article is not? - I asked my fiance.

- Yes my love. I wrote in detail everything that we experience. - I smiled. - I will never forget the bizarre things we saw and the gun pointed at my head.

- Love, you will overcome this trauma. - He said stroking my hair. - This is a matter of time.

- I know, but when I close my eyes I remember the moments of panic I spent, thinking he would die so young. - I say thoughtfully.

- Forget it now. It has passed. - He said stroking my face. - My beautiful brunette, come, stay with me now.

We kissed us and shortly after the weather warmed up and you already know what happened.

On Monday we raised ten in the morning. I made coffee for Rog and me. After breakfast I called the French course, asking if he could go to class four in the afternoon. Would be from four to six. They accepted.

Rog asked to take me home because I have to type the article. He went with me to my apartment. When I reached my apartment I was typing the article and Rog decided to stay in my apartment watching television. I finished typing it at two in the afternoon. Then did a quick lunch for Roger and me. I take a shower and then had lunch. Then he left me in my French class. He said he goes home to shower and that in turn comes to pick me up to take me to his mansion. He and I will make dinner for our friends.

At six o'clock, he picked me up off the French class and went to his mansion. Upon entering the giant kitchen of the mansion, I saw the ingredients were in the fridge and cupboard and decided to make eggplant lasagna, rice and green salad, meanwhile, Rog did caipirinha and juice, the only things he still knows how to do, because I taught, taking your delicious breakfast. The rest is in the right disaster.

My boyfriend does not take way to the kitchen. Roger is a disaster for cooking. At the time he worked in Kensington Market with Freddie, our dear Freddie asked my boyfriend: Rog dear, like cooking an egg? And Rog replied: You ... I do not know. I think it has something to do with hot water.

I remembered that and started laughing uncontrollably in the kitchen.

- It's all right my love? - Rog asked leaving cut lemons, approaching me clasping my waist while I stirred with a wooden spoon the sauce lasagna.

- I am my kitten, just remembering some funny things involving you. - She said smiling.

- Hm ... As, for example? - He asked kissing my face.

I told him what he was laughing. He rolled his eyes and said:

- Jeez, you never forgot it is not? To date tease me.

- Freddie telling everyone was better. - Smiled incessantly as she stirred the sauce lasagna. - And you my love only makes good even breakfast, juice and caipirinha.

Roger made a face looking at me and then away.

- Here comes my kitten, please. - The I called back.

He approached me pouting. Roger looks like a boy. I smiled at him and kissed him passionately.

- Even if you are a disaster in the kitchen I love you very much. Fancies in caipirinhas.

He smiled through the kiss and returned to prepare the drinks.

What makes me happiest are the simplest moments I have with Rog. It really shows who we are where we come from. I love those moments with him. It makes me feel complete.

Eight hours of the night our friends arrived for dinner. It was at that mess, laugh, drink. Bri loved the lasagna, after all he is a vegetarian. Freddie said that in my absence took care of everything about our birthday party. I thanked him. The party will be fantasy. Everyone had chosen the fantasy, but no one said how would characterized.

Rog, Paul and I talked of our trip to XXX city, the adventures and dangers we spent on the highway with Rog, zombies.

- And I thought that these creatures did not exist. - Brian said laughing eating lasagna. - And the zombies behind Yasmin, saying that she was beautiful and Roger ugly. In this they are right.

Roger grimaces toward Brian and says:

- I'm beautiful, okay? Yasmine finds me beautiful. It's what interests me, what matters.

I smile and kiss my boyfriend.

Freddie and the boys said that everything that is said in London is about a Rock Star graduated in Biology have helped his friend on a mission. They were in the mansion until eleven at night and then went away because tomorrow is work for everyone. The boys begin rehearsing for the tour back in October.

- Before you take me to my apartment I have to wash the dishes my love. - I said.

- No Princess, no need. Laura lady tomorrow morning wash all the dishes. I'll take you home for you to sleep early. Tomorrow we have to stand up early both you and me. - Rog smiled at me.

He took me to my apartment. We parted with a big kiss. We'll see us on Wednesday night, which is the birthday of Freddie and Mary organized a little surprise party for him, only to close friends Freddie mansion.

On Tuesday I was welcome back to work, I handed the article to my boss to read and was very pleased with the content. I told him about the whole trip, we spent the dangers. On Wednesday morning my article was already in all UK newsagents. On the same day the bandages of number was high. A famous TV Channel UK contacted me, Paul and Roger to give an interview on Saturday morning talking about our trip and our dangers and accept. On the same day an editorial bikini catalog contacted me for me to take some photos next week. I accepted. The cache is high. Roger supports me to do these pictures, but I know that at the same time he gets jealous.

On Wednesday evening after the boys left the rehearsal for the tour went straight to Freddie's house, saying that they would drink with the birthday girl friend and when Freddie got there found cake, sweet, salty. He was thrilled and cried with emotion. Mary had organized everything. He embraced Mary and kissed her lips just as a friend. Paul was not bothered. He knows very well the strong bond that Freddie has with Mary.

Later we sang happy birthday to Freddie and he blew out the candle with the number 33.

Thursday was the time for me to be surprised: Roger had organized everything in his mansion. He said that after the test would seek me and take me to his mansion to have dinner by candlelight in celebration of my birthday. When we got there all our friends were present. I cried thrilled and thanked much to my boyfriend, filling it with kisses. It's ten days to our marriage and the anxiety is already a thousand. Near midnight blew the candles with the number 30. After our friends left, I slept in Rog company.

Friday was a normal working day and night, made a real spring cleaning in my apartment. Soon I will be changing me, but I'm an organized person who likes cleaning. I left everything clean. I finished cleaning around midnight. Saturday early went swimming and then Rog sought Paul and I and we have breakfast out and then went to the XXX TV station to give an interview on a program talking about our trip and everything we spend. All details and the audience present laughed at some events we said.

After Rog left me in my apartment for me to prepare for the evening party. I took a shower and had lunch. Then came a manicure / pedicure in my apartment, doing my nails. And then she threw some products in my hair, leaving it a little more smooth it is. My long black hair is very smooth, after the fantasy that I will use the hair night must comply with fantasy.

My parents would come to the party, but how they work today until later they go straight to the ballroom.

Around seven-thirty Rog picked me up and by the time he saw me gaped.

- Wow. My Princess, you are very beautiful with the Indian costume. - Rog look at me love.

- India typically Brazilian. - I smiled at him kissing him on the lips.

- It's perfect, my hot India. - He smiled at me kissing me more. - My beautiful, my muse, my India.

- You are also beautiful as musketeer my kitten. - I smiled at him. - My warrior, my swordsman.

- You will have a surprise. - He smiled and walked in his Ferrari.

When we reached the grand ballroom and saw John Bri also as musketeers and Freddie D'Artagnan.

- I can not believe. - Said smiling greeting the boys.

- Dear Yasmin, this quartet fight a lot, but we are like brothers, united, nothing better we see costumed musketeers. - Freddie smiled.

- You are beautiful. - I said and asked to join them and took a picture. Rog was between Freddie and Bri and John beside Bri. Vick took other pictures of the boys, recording forever those beautiful moments.

I saw my parents, parents of Rog, our friends, producers, entrepreneurs Freddie and the boys know very well. Crystal was at the party too. He came up to me and said:

- You are very beautiful Yasmin.

- Thank you, Crystal. - I smile drinking a beer.

- Be respectful with my fiancee Crystal huh, I'm watching. - Said Roger.

- Never will miss with respect to his bride, Rog. - Said Crystal.

There were Rock Stars gifts and as always were around me, wanting something more, but then said that I am committed and I am very happy with Roger. He is talking to the girls. Veronica said Robert, Michael and Laura and stayed with his mother and an aunt. She said she will be more careful from now on not to get pregnant, will give you a time, after all already has three children with John.

Robert had seen this week three times. My godson is increasingly beautiful, has the John Beauty Veronica mixed.

There was a large dance floor.

The girls and I danced a lot, the boys were more drinking and talking to each other. After long Rog pulled me to dance with him. My boyfriend was a little cheerful.

- You drank too much huh love. - I smiled at him.

- Today is party day. Celebration of birthday of one of my best friends and the woman of my life. - He smiles at me kissing me.

The tender kissed and hugged him and then danced some romantic songs that were playing well. Many couples dancing together.

- Next Sunday will be our wedding. - He smiled at me. - Will perfect my kitty, my future wife.

I smiled back, with much happiness.

By midnight back the guests sang happy birthday to Freddie and then at me. He blew the sail number 33 and number 30. I of Freddie and I took pictures with the guests, with our friends. It was all very perfect. The party lasted until five in the morning, and ended with a very tasty breakfast for the guests.

I handed the key to my apartment to my parents sleep there. I sleep in Roger's mansion.

My boyfriend was completely drunk. He was not able to drive. The Ferrari put in the passenger seat and put the seat belt on it. Bri I was more sober said:

- Yasmin if you want I take the Ferrari Roger, you are not drunk like him, but is a little too drunk.

- I'm fine, Bri, do not worry. I'll take Ferrari's my boyfriend. - She said smiling.

I said goodbye to everyone and at the time I enter the Ferrari sitting in the driver's seat Roger is sleeping. I smiled at him and kissed the lips of my boyfriend, but he did not wake up.

Actually I'm a little drunk, but did not want to mess up Brian. He would Vick home. In the parking lot of the ballroom I called Ferrari and I reverse the vehicle and leaves quietly parking. When I picked up the main avenue of London I accelerated Ferrari tire singing. I went beyond red light, cornering sharply with the vehicle. There was no traffic to be Sunday morning, but knew he was being a bit crazy that the direction, but the effect of the drink made me drop more. I raced the Ferrari with fury. Then I took a part of the highway that leads to Surrey. Then sped to the end. Rog and I were flying on the road. Sewed the other cars on the road, gave hard braking, honked for other vehicles leave from the front. Rog woke up and looked at me sleepily.

- Yasmine my love, go slowly with the car. - He said back to sleep.

I did not listen to Roger and quickened more feeling the adrenaline in my body. We come to Surrey. I took the road that is Roger mansion and cranked up the garage button. The garage door opened and I parked the Ferrari with a little violence.

I looked at the clock: fifteen minutes. I hit the record time coming out of London to get to Surrey. It usually takes thirty to forty minutes. I made in fifteen minutes. Out of the car and opened the passenger door.

- Rog my love arrived. - I told him. - Wake up.

I kissed him on the lips and he opened his eyes.

- Do not hit my Ferrari is not it? Be careful when driving my car. - he said.

- Do not hit your car. I'm crazy like you, but attentive. - I said kissing her lips again. - Wake up baby. Let's go up to your room.

He opened his eyes and pulled the seat belt. The I helped to get up and took it with difficulty to his room. He's completely drunk, without speaking coherently.

When we got to his room put him in his bed, with the musketeer costume that was. I took only his shoes. He went back to sleep.

I was a little drunk, but still knew what he was doing. I took my Indian costume and decided to take a bath. I dried my hair with the dryer and then slept next to Roger. Rog and I were up at four in the afternoon. My head hurt a little. Roger complained that his head just explode lack of pain. I got up and took a drug taking and took another for him. He took and took the costume and was taking a bath.

- Are you hungry, my love? I'll make something to eat. - I said. - You prefer to eat something?

- I'm hungry, yes, princess. What you do I like. - he said.

While he was taking a shower I did a quick meal. Half an hour later he came down and the food was almost ready. He put his arm around my waist. As my love is fragrant, the smell of shampoo, your aftershave.

- Princess, who brought us home? - he asked.

- I came driving his Ferrari my love. - I told him finishing cooking the pasta.

- But you were too drunk. - He said worriedly.

- I was a little drunk, really, but I could drive. We arrived fifteen minutes. Hit a record time. Surrey to London in fifteen minutes. - I smiled.

- I'll be right back. - He said out of my princess.

I realized he was toward the garage. Shortly after he returned.

- I went to the garage to do what my angel? - I asked already putting the dishes on the table.

- I went to see if my Ferrari is full. - He said laughing. - When you drive my Ferrari turns. It is completely crazy, just accelerates and forgets to brake.

- Rog, I'm not a bad driver. - I said pretending to be offended. - I'm cautious, but really when you drive your Ferrari I forget the speed limit. I only think about speed. The adrenaline is too much. I am still not scratched or kneaded your car.

He hugged me smiling kissing me.

- You are an excellent driver, better than me. I'm a little inconsequential and yet I am blind too, because of myopia. When either is marrenta in traffic and I love it. - He smiled and kissed me. I smiled back and kissed him.

The rest of Sunday rest. We commented last night's party, our drinking and were looking forward to our wedding, which will be in a week.

Monday passed quietly. Tuesday was the Roger bachelor party with the guys in a club and I on Tuesday night also went to a nightclub with the girls. We want to dance a lot. We chose it was on Tuesday for the next days we hit again just proof of the bride dresses and bridesmaids, the same thing his jacket boys and on Friday night we will make a small party at Roger's mansion to friends and relatives.

What no one knows is that I hired a private detective to keep an eye on Roger and the boys. Rog assured me that will not have strippers, but still get a little suspicious.

After work I went home quickly and took a shower. I picked Veronica, Layla and Vick would with me in my car. Mary would go with Clare.

Inside the car radio was on and played the song Kiss.

- Roger now with Paul Stanley jealousy. - I smiled as he raised the radio to listen to music.

- Roger is jealous even of his shadow. - Said Vick laughing incessantly in the back seat of the car.

- Go slow with this car, Yasmin. I'm going lipstick right now. - Layla said.

I rolled my eyes and sped up a little more, but carefully, after all there was a large influx of cars.

- Today I want to have fun with you. - Veronica smiled sitting in the passenger seat beside me. - I want to dance a lot, like the birthday party.

- We'll have fun. - Veronica smiles at making the curve with the car and into another avenue.

- I just hope the boys do not take strippers for the club. - Said Veronica worried. - I swear if John betray me again not forgive more.

- It is quiet my friend Rog assured that will not lead strippers. - I said to Veronica.

- And how do you ensure that, Yasmin? - Layla said finishing pass the knock. - You know how men are. I dating Les, but I do not trust him completely. I do not button his hand on fire by man, not by my father.

- Tonight I'll make sure. What I speak is here among us. I hired a private detective to follow the boys tonight and see if they take strippers or will be with a woman there even the club. - I said stopping the car at a red light.

- I can not believe you did it my friend. - Veronica said worriedly shaking his head.

- Why are you acting like Veronica? Do not you think that was a great idea I have done it? - I asked.

- I think not, Yasmin. How many times Rog has proven to you that is true? How many times he proved it? And sometimes you doubted it, he was furious and very hurt. - Veronica said thoughtfully.

- I think Veronica is right, Yasmin. - Said Vick. - If Roger knew you hired a detective to follow him again and watch it all night with the boys ... Roger would be hurt. Even more on wedding eve. He would say that you do not trust him, that blah blah blah we already know.

- So I ask you not to comment anything with any of the boys. - She said thoughtfully pulling away again after the signal turns green.

- And you will speak to Clare or Mary? - He asked Layla stirring in your makeup kit.

- I'll talk, but also ask them absolute secrecy. - He said driving attentive. - Girls, I trust Roger, but at the same time I'm afraid he has a relapse. I can not explain to you.

- John relapsed because he was very weak, but I believe Rog never do that to you, Yasmin. - Veronica smiled. - It is God in heaven and you on earth to Rog.

Forty minutes later we arrive at one of the hottest nightclubs across the city of London. I left my car in the parking lot of the club and the girls and I got out of the vehicle. I had already made booking a table. We entered the club. Shortly afterwards came Clare with Mary and all sat at the same table. We ordered sandwiches, portions of fries, fried pepperoni with onion and beer and soda.

I said to Clare and Mary had hired a private detective.

- Wedged, I think your idea was not good. You know how my brother. - Clare said eating a sandwich. - Roger proves to be tough, but it's all sensitive. And you've guessed it sometimes him, leaving him badly.

- Clare, I trust your brother, but I'm afraid he hires strippers only by Freddie account, and Paul himself. - I sighed eating a crisp.

- My brother will never betray you, Yasmin. For you, Roger was always faithful. He loves you madly. My brother is completely dependent on his love. - Clare said thoughtfully.

- It is quiet which we boys will not know anything. - Mary said smiling over a beer and lighting a cigarette.

We ate and drank. After a long time we went to the dance floor. I played the music I was made for Loving' You Kiss. The girls and I empolgamos.

- PAUL STANLEY I LOVE YOU. - I shouted euphoric.

- What my brother did not hear it. - Said Clare dancing laughing. - Roger would have a hissy fit those.

- I'm Paul Stanley fan. - I smiled. - But your brother is very jealous. Paul Stanley beautiful.

The girls and I had fun in the very, dancing. Some boys came near me but showed my engagement ring, smiling. They were bland and out closely.

We stayed in the club until one in the morning. After the girls and I went home, because the next day will work. My bachelorette party was sensational.

On Wednesday morning, the detective called me saying it will take the pictures he took yesterday to the club night time for my lunch, noon-thirty. I agreed. I worked to quiet all morning, when it was noon and a half I went down to lunch when out of the building and in front of him was the detective. He handed me the photo album and I paid for it. He got into his car and drove away. I looked at the other side of the avenue when I impression of having seen the Aston Martin Roger passing by.

Will Roger is here? I looked all around and did not see the Aston Martin. But I'm pretty sure it was him.

POV Roger.

Tuesday night. The boys and I went to the club, to celebrate my bachelor party. It's nine o'clock at night and we are eating snacks and drinking beer. I'm drinking beer, but this time I will not be drunk as the birthday of Freddie and Yasmine. My best friends are gathered here: Paul, Les, Tim, Freddie, Brian and Deacy.

- I must have hired some strippers. - Said Freddie lighting a cigarette.

- I promised Yasmine would not do it. - I smiled smoking a cigarette and drinking a beer. - I do not want trouble with my fiancee on the eve of our wedding.

- How will the girls are behaving in the disco? - He asked Bri eating a vegetarian snack.

- I think they are behaving well, at least I'm sure Clare is. - Said Tim smoking.

- Layla is a little crazy, but my beautiful girlfriend is not doing anything crazy. - Said Les.

- Sure Veronica is having fun and dancing too. She spends most of her time caring for our children, then her being wonderful. - Commented Deacy taking his beer and smoking.

- They are behaving well, I hope. - Paul smiled smoking. - And you Roger, believes that Yasmin is behaving well?

- Yes my friend. She loves to dance, then you should be taking advantage. I know that there will always be those places men who want to stick with it, but there's this time, she'll say is bride. After that horrible plan that hinted that she had betrayed me with Plant and that was unfair to her, I'm sure she has always been faithful to me. And I will be faithful to her as well, though it may be difficult. - He smiled when a hot brunette went next to me and looked at us and said:

- You can light my cigarette?

I smiled at her and lit her cigarette and she thanked waddled out.

- What a great woman, fucking hell. - Said Les.

- Put it hot. - Tim smiled.

- Her body is like that of Yasmine, but she is not beautiful face as my bride. Yasmine is perfect from head to toe. - I smiled thinking of my bride.

The boys and I talked about everything we were looking for beautiful women passing, drank, ate. I noticed in the distance there was a photographer taking pictures of us.

- It must be the damn paparazzi. - Freddie snapped. - I'll talk to him.

- Not Freddie. Let them take pictures, we are not doing anything else, we're having fun. - Bri said. - Let's not spoil this night.

I looked at the covertly photographer, but I realized that he also had some notes. So it is not just a photographer. That's weird. I looked right at this man's face. I'll find out which newspaper he still is. I let him take pictures. At no time the boys or I call some hot women who were hanging next to our table. We looked at the beautiful women, but nothing of betrayal, something like that. As I said do not want to mess with my beloved bride and I am faithful to it fully.

We stayed at the club until two in the morning and went home. Tim, Les Paul, and work the next morning. We are not drunk, still good.

On Wednesday arose about eleven-fifteen in the morning and took a quick shower and ate an apple. The boys and I will test for the tour after two in the afternoon. I decided to surprise my girlfriend and have lunch with her. I would not mind. Yasmine out for lunch noon-thirty. I walk in front of the Rolling Stone building and by the time she left the building to call for lunch. I want to know how was your hen night with the girls.

I get in my Aston Martin and out of Surrey leaving for London.

Around noon and twenty I get to front of the building, but stop the car across the street. The radio was on and my car was wearing sunglasses.

Noon and half see Yasmine leave the building, would already out of the car, when I approach her a man delivering an album and she paying him. I looked right at the man's face. It can not be. The man standing with Yasmin is the same as was in the club taking pictures with my boys. If what I'm thinking ...

Quickly the man gets into his car and drives away. I am shocked. I am paralyzed for a few seconds holding the steering wheel and looking forward. Is it a detective? Will Yasmine paid the man to follow me in the bachelor party? My eyes fill with tears. I turn on the car. I want to get out of here now. I notice that she looks to the side of the road that was stopped. I'm sure she saw me pass. Fuck. I am upset. She will have to give me explanations night. I will go to her apartment tonight. Apparently she does not trust me. It hurts me deeply.