*Jessa's pov* It didn't take us long to get checked in at the hotel, Raul got us the presidential suite and while I had no idea what that was I knew it sounded fancy. We got the key card from the staff behind the desk and walked over to the elevator. Raul wrapped me up in his arms as we waited patiently for the elevator to arrive. Once it did we climbed in it and pressed the button for P1 the presidential suite. Raul still had his hand snaked around my back and holding my hip in place. We silently rode in the elevator, but I could feel his eyes boring down on me during the entire ride to the room. Once the elevator doors opened, we walked into a quaint little cream-coloured hallway. Ahead there was a pair of sleek black doors that said presidential across them in gold cursive writing. R