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by Jameson, Jasmine

  I was paralyzed from flattery. I took a deep breath to slow my racing heart. I was still digesting the fact that I was able to see my boys perform on my favorite daytime television show of all time, and now I was going to be seen on national television as Christoff Diemacht Hartmann’s girlfriend for the first time. My mind wanted to knock down everyone in my path and jump on stage, but my body couldn’t move.

  “Gia, are you too embarrassed to be seen with me in front of all these people? I can’t blame you for not wanting to be associated with me in public.”

  “No, Christoff. I’m here! I’m coming!” My knees were weak, but somehow I made it to the stage. Christoff took my hand in his.

  “Ladies and gentlemen, this is my breathtaking girlfriend, Giavanna Johnson.” The audience clapped, and I heard a few whistles. I was blushing uncontrollably. Christoff penetrated me with the intensity in his gaze. Even though all eyes were on us for a moment, it felt like it was just him and me. He caressed the back of my hand with his thumb; I could tell he was nervous. I gave him a supportive smile, and he smiled back. We were so deeply connected that we could communicate without using words. In fact, there actually were no words that could accurately express the depth of the love between us. After a few moments of silence, Christoff spoke into the microphone without breaking our gaze.

  “Gia, thank you so much for coming here today and supporting me as I do what I love. And thank you for publicly standing by my side in front of all these people, despite my reputation, despite the pressure of being in the public eye, and despite the fact that things between us have not been always been perfect. You have not only showed up for me today, but you’ve showed up for me physically, emotionally and spiritually from the very first day I met you. I’ve never met a woman loving enough to nurture me and strengthen me even in my weakest moments. I have never met a woman strong enough to put me in my place and keep me there when I needed it most—until I met you. We’ve created a love that I would have never known existed if I hadn’t met you.

  “You’ve fixed parts of me that I didn’t even know were broken. Being with you has made me a better man than I ever thought imaginable. Your love and your loyalty to me healed a pain that I once thought was a permanent part of me. I’ve been on this earth for thirty years, and this is the first time I’ve been able to say this and mean it. For the first time, I can say that I feel good about my life, I feel good about myself, and I feel great about you, my wonderful partner. When we met, I finally learned what it meant to be happy, truly happy. I know things haven’t always been easy between us, Gia, but somehow you managed to put up with me like no one ever has, and we pulled through, and, for that, I thank you.” Christoff took my hand and placed it on his chest. I could feel his heart racing. I relaxed into his touch, and we began to breath in unison.

  “I have had a lot of relationships, but it was always my sincerest belief that forever didn’t exist. But Gia, our love for each other changed who I am. Being with you has helped me grow. I am no longer the cynical, brooding tortured artist that wrote that song several years ago. I brought you here today to publicly take back my declaration that there is no such thing as forever,” Christoff’s voice grew softer as he got down on one knee and pulled out a small box.

  He released my hand to open the box, revealing a flawless diamond that sparkled like a star under the stage lights. I saw Christoff’s chest heave as he took a deep breath. Tears of joy began to well up in my eyes. I couldn’t feel my body. It seemed as if I was outside of myself, watching a love scene play out in a movie. I’ve never considered myself to be a cynic, but, after everything I’d been through in my life, especially in terms of love, I almost didn’t think getting proposed to, especially by a man that I adore and admire as much as Christoff, was in the realm of possibility for me. I bit my bottom lip to stop myself from being overcome with emotion. Christoff and I sighed in unison as we met each other’s gaze. I’d never had someone look at me with such love and admiration before.

  Christoff adjusted his weight as he continued to look up me.

  “Gia, you know that I’m a very private person, but I wanted to do this publicly, on your favorite show in front of all these people, so that there would be no questions as to where my loyalties lie. With over a million people as my witnesses, Giavanna Johnson, I would like you to build forever with me. Will you allow me the privilege to love you, support you, and honor you now and for all eternity?” I nodded my head as I choked back tears but no words would come out.

  “Will you love me in return and accept me as I am while pushing me to be better, like no one else can, for as long as we live?” I continued to nod my head, beaming, and Christoff squeezed my hand. “Giavanna Johnson, I want you to be my wife. Will you marry me?”

  “Yes, yes! Christoff, yes! I can’t wait to marry you,” I whimpered as I wiped away my tears with the back of my hand. A picture of me and Christoff smiling in each other’s embrace dropped down and replaced the German flag at the back of the stage. The audience rose to their feet in applause and cheered. Christoff was shaking as he slid the beautiful marquise diamond onto my ring finger. He kissed the back of my hand before standing and pulling me into his embrace. I melted into his arms as he squeezed me more tightly and gently rocked me back and forth.

  Christoff brought the mic to his lips while I was still in his arms.

  “Ladies and gentleman, with all of you as my witnesses today, I start forever with my wonderful fiancée, Giavanna Johnson. Thank you for your support.” Christoff pulled back and looked into my eyes. “Gia, I love you so much. You make me feel like the luckiest man in the world. Iche liebe dich.”

  “Christoff, I love you more deeply than I ever thought possible. Ich liebe dich.” Christoff lifted me up and pulled me into a passionate kiss. The crowd went wild, the band erupted, and our friends flooded the stage, surrounding us with their love.

  Epilogue

  Tonight was my last night in L.A. as an unmarried woman. Tomorrow, we would be flying to my hometown Cleveland, Ohio for our wedding. We decided to keep the wedding small, with just family and our closest industry friends. I originally wanted our wedding to be a big production, but, as we were doing the planning, Christoff opened up to me and shared that he felt that we were losing focus on our actual relationship amidst the fanfare of trying to make the wedding such a prominent event. He reminded me that the wedding should be about us starting a life together, not about putting on a show for the public. When I stopped to think about it, I realized that, during most of our engagement, I was so enthralled with trying on designer gowns, picking the most glamorous venue and having the most A-List guest list that I stopped checking in to see what kind of wedding Christoff wanted. I am glad that Christoff came and talked to me early on instead of keeping quiet and resenting me for it later. He told me to spare no expense and that he wanted our wedding day to be one of the best days of my life, but that the only thing that he wanted was for us to keep it small and for us to keep the focus on each other, not the outside world. I thought that was more than reasonable.

  I ended up having Johannes’s wife Jasmine design a very unique wedding gown for me. It was the brightest shade of white I had ever seen. It had a sweetheart neckline that was lined with tiny Swarovski crystals that sparkled brilliantly under the light. It was formfitting and hugged my curves perfectly, and it had a small train that added a touch of elegance and a satin sash that tied around my waist in a beautiful design. My shoes were a pair of four-inch peep toes with a sparkly heel. I felt like royalty every time I tried on the outfit that I would be married in. I couldn’t believe that tomorrow was the actual day. It had come so fast. With all of the planning and our busy careers, all the weeks and the months blurred together and suddenly our special day was upon us.

  I was in the mirror putting on makeup for our joint bachelor and bachelorette party. We decided to just invite all of our friends and celebrate together as one. It was Christoff’s idea, and I loved it. I trusted him more
than ever before, but I have to admit that it warmed my heart that he wanted to spend his last day as a bachelor with me instead of at a gentlemen’s club with his friends or engaged in some other alpha male activity. I smiled at my reflection as I thought about how lucky I was to have Christoff. The sound of my phone vibrating on the bathroom counter startled me out of my thoughts. It was my agent. I immediately picked up. She had been keeping me really busy lately, and I greatly appreciated it.

  “Giavanna speaking.”

  “Giavanna! It’s Laura Warner. I apologize for calling you after business hours, but I knew you wouldn’t want to wait for this. Do you have a few minutes to talk?” My heart skipped a beat. I was shocked to hear Laura’s voice on the other end instead of her assistant’s. She was an amazing agent, and she always treated me as if I were her only client, but I couldn’t remember her ever calling me directly about an audition or a gig. Usually her assistant connected us.

  “Sure, Laura. What is it?”

  “There is a new entertainment news show that is slated to be launched this year. They want to start filming in few months. I personally think it’s one of the most interesting projects I’ve submitted you for. They are covering the music and movie scene from an international perspective. Most of the taping will be done here in L.A., but, according to the producers, there will be some travel opportunities for live broadcasts from movie premieres and concerts abroad. Also, what’s really neat is that the show will air in several countries. Your background covering global music makes you a perfect fit. I pitched you to the producers, and, after seeing your demo reel, they agreed you are a perfect fit. They want you to be the host! If this is something you’re interested in, we can meet up and discuss the contract terms and make sure you’re happy with them. I don’t expect you to make a firm decision without seeing the contract, but what do you think so far? Is this something you’re interested in?”

  I was so exhilarated my entire body was shaking. I had been fighting for an opportunity like this for so long. I had worked my ass off for years and made so many sacrifices and endured many setbacks. There were moments where I thought it would never happen for me but something told me to never give up. All of the auditions, the rejections, the failures, and the years of struggling were worth it to be presented an opportunity like this. In fact, this was an even better opportunity than I had ever imagined for myself. I was now going to be a part of covering not only the Hollywood movie industry and the mainstream music scene, but I was also going to be able to bring unique and diverse entertainment to many cultures around the world. I was always interested in international music and movies, but never had I dreamed that I would get the opportunity to host my own international entertainment news show. I was so overcome with gratitude that tears streamed down my face. I nodded my head but no words came out.

  I cleared my throat and took a deep breath to steady my voice.

  “Yes, Laura. I’m definitely interested. I’m so excited. I feel like this the opportunity I have been waiting for all of my life.” I smiled through my tears.

  “Yes, the moment I heard about it, I knew you were the perfect fit. I was not surprised at all when the producers chose you. Let’s set up a time to meet. Your wedding is coming up soon isn’t it?”

  “Yes! It’s the day after tomorrow. We fly out tomorrow evening.” I beamed

  “Congratulations,” Laura gushed. “When do you get back from the wedding and when do you leave for your honeymoon?”

  “Christoff has some appearances to make with the band, so we’ll be back in L.A. next week. And we won’t be leaving for our honeymoon for another couple of weeks.”

  “Perfect! How about we meet next Thursday at 10 a.m.?”

  “Yes, I will be there! Thank you so much Laura. You are a phenomenal agent!”

  “Aww, thanks Giavanna. It means so much when people I appreciate the work that I do for them. Many of my clients take it for granted. Thank you for acknowledging me. It means more than you know.”

  “Anytime.”

  “Alright, enjoy your wedding! I want to see pictures.”

  “Of course, Laura! Enjoy the rest of your evening.”

  “You do the same. Bye.”

  “Bye.”

  As soon as I hung up the phone, I began jumping up and down and screaming uncontrollably. I was so excited that I didn’t even realize that Christoff had been standing in the doorway watching me. I had no idea how long he had been standing there. I immediately flushed red with embarrassment when I caught his reflection in the mirror and turned around to see him laughing at me.

  “What? Did we just win a billion dollar jackpot in the lottery or something?” Christoff continued laughing.

  “No, even better!”

  “Really? Spill it!”

  “I’m going to have my own entertainment news show. And get this it’s not just covering the American pop culture—it’s international. This is a dream come true!”

  “Holy shit! Wow Gia! I’m really proud of you. I always knew it was only a matter of time before you got what you wanted. You’re going to be amazing!” Christoff scooped me into his arms and lifted me off the ground. I wrapped my legs around him and brought my lips to his. His kiss felt like heaven.

  “I love you baby! I couldn’t have done it without your support.”

  “I’ll always be here for you, Gia, but you don’t need me. You’re so strong, everything you need is within you.”

  “Awww, Christoff you’re so sweet. You’re right, I don’t need you, but I want you so badly. I want you in my life more than anything in this world, and I’m so happy to have you.”

  “Same, Gia. No one on this planet can satisfy and fulfill me the way you do. Thank you for allowing me the privilege of loving you, and thank you for loving me in return. I don’t know how I got so lucky or why you put up with me but I feel incredibly blessed to have you for the rest of my life.”

  “Everything I’ve gone through to get to this moment right here with you was so worth it. What we have was more than worth the fight, Christoff.”

  “I couldn’t have said it better. I can’t wait to start forever with you.”

  “Today is the first day of the rest of our lives. Let’s live it up!”

  “I love your spirit, Gia.” Christoff dipped me low while my legs were still wrapped around his waist and my sandy brown locks brushed the floor. I squealed with delight as he grabbed a handful of my hair and tugged at the roots as he kissed me deeply and passionately. Exhilaration pulsed through my entire body. I was completely enraptured by him. He was the first and only man that taught me how to be loved in the way that I deserved. They say that dawn always comes after the darkest hour. I never really thought much of the metaphor until now. My heart overflowed with joy as I realized that it was time for me to step into the light and leave all of the darkness from the past behind me. I had waited for this moment for my entire life, and it was finally here. At last dawn had come. The best part about it was I knew this was just the beginning.

  THE END

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  Prequel

  By: Jasmine Jameson

  It was my twenty third birthday and I was out for drinks and dancing at The Hot Spot with my best friend Amber Ryan. The Hot Spot held true to its name. It was the sexiest, trendiest and most exclusive club in Hollywood. It’s what the White Lotus used to be in its heyday. I’d been dying to go to the infamous Hot Spot since I was twenty one but I could never get in. All of the A-listers in both the movie and music industries packed the club every weekend. It was always wall to wall beautiful, wealthy and talented people letting go of their inhibitions and creating tomorrow morning’s tabloid headlines. I was excited to be in on all the action tonight. I loved Amber for many reasons but just when I thought I couldn’t possibly love her anymore she surprise
d me by getting me on the guest list. It’s good to have connections in high places. Amber is a country-pop cross over artist. She’d like to think she’s a legitimate country artist but she’s totally pop and I affectionately tease her about it sometimes. We met when I interviewed her about a year before she achieved super stardom. We hit it off instantly and have been best friends ever since.

  Amber is a star but I’m just a lowly entertainment journalist. She always treats me as an equal despite the fact that I’m not a star...yet. My big dream is to have my own entertainment news show on E! or one of the other major networks. I want to be a celebrity in my own right not just a no-name freelance journalist. Giavanna Johnson the celebrity that interviews the celebrities. I can’t wait until my day. I know my lucky break is right around the corner. I’ve already gotten on television a handful of times and my articles have been featured in countless big name magazines from Billboard to US Weekly. I’ve broken a couple of stories on TMZ and hosted a special on MTV. Tomorrow I get to sit in for someone on Extra for an interview with the cast of Full Moon, the hottest werewolf movie this year. Even though I’m not a celebrity yet I have a pretty cool life.

  I’m super focused on my career but all too often I get side tracked by all the luscious men in Hollywood. I’m embarrassed to admit it but I’ve actually blown a few stories because I was too star struck to speak. And I’ve tarnished my reputation a couple of times by being slightly unprofessional. Sometimes there is a fine line between being a groupie and journalist and I’ve been working really hard on staying on the appropriate side of that line. But I can’t say I’ve always succeeded. Sometimes I swear the men in the industry are conspiring against me. Society always pegs women to be the seductresses and the Jezebels but guys are just as guilty if not worse.