Our Girl

45

Jasmine

"A gala" Michael said.

"A gala?" I repeated, following Michael and Alex into the gym.

"Is there a parrot in here? Yes darling, a gala"

"But I don't have a nice dress" I sat on a bench.

"We'll get one made for you"

"When is it?"

"In few days" Michael replied, taking his yoga mat out.

"In a f- come on guys. Why do you tell me so late?"

"Sorry mi amor" Leo walked in wearing grey shorts, showing his very cool mandala tattoo on his shin, and a plain white t-shirt.

Wow.

I stood up "I'm going to go play with Blizzard"

Yes. I named my Samoyed 'Snowy' and my Sheepdog 'Blizzard'.

"Oh no you're not. You still have training to do" Leo called out.

I groaned "I've been doing it for a year. I think I'm basically a professional"

"I don't care. Nicolai is off the radar meaning the threat is bigger." He came up to me and put his hand on my face, brushing his thumb back and forth my cheek "We can't have anything happen to you, mi amor" he leaned down, I thought he was going to kiss me but something felt off so I didn't close my eyes. Before I knew it, his hand wrapped around my throat, squeezing the sides firmly "So you better do what we fucking tell you. ¿Sí?" He whispered lowly, his face just a few centimetres away from mine.

I nodded.

"Words, my darling"

"Yes" I breathed out as Leo let go of my neck with a smirk. I took the bottle of water from his hand and drank half of it.

Fuck. Me.

. . .

"Oh my gosh. I can't wear this?" I touched the silk material of the dress a tailor, called Liam, was holding up. He was a wonderful man. He was old and had such kind eyes.

"Why not, my darling?" Alex came up from behind me and wrapped his arms around my stomach, resting his chin on my head.

"Leave us, Liam" Leo ordered, making Liam nod his head and place the dress gently on the bed before leaving.

"Thank you, Liam!" I called out, just before he left. "You could've been nicer" I told Leo.

"I was nice?!"

"No you weren't"

"Yes I w-"

"Shut up. Why can't you were this dress, sweetheart?" Michael asked.

I shrugged. "It probably won't suit me or something" I mumbled but these losers still fucking heard me.

"Oh, mio caro" Alex sat down next to the dress, bringing me in between his legs. "Don't say that. You'll look amazing and if you really don't like it, then we'll fly Bianca here to help you find something you like or worst case scenario, we don't go. How's that?"

Bianca, you say?

"Let me try it on first and then I'll see"

"Perfect" he kissed me softly.

"Go away then" I moved away.

"What?"

"I need to try on the dress, idiots"