Model, millionaire, Karlie Cora had done everything she needed to do in order to get in the position she wanted to be in, one of the top models in the world. But she walks into the wrong alleyway and now, the most powerful Mafia man is protecting he...
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How much did I have to drink last night? My head is pounding and I don't even get hangovers. I'm going to need a whole bottle of aspirin.
"She's awake."
I open my eyes to the unfamiliar voice. Blinking before my eyes focus. Fuck, my contacts are dry.
The room is dark, only being lit by a few lights hanging from the ceiling. It smells like metal and mud. Then there's three shadows in front of me.
"Um, I don't know who you are but I'm thirsty." I mumble. It was meant to be a joke at first but I really am thirsty.
One of the guys gasp and snap. "I know who she is, Karlie Cora." He says, amazed.
Did I just get kidnapped by psycho fans?!
"No, Karlie has blue eyes." The other one says.
"It's dark, dumbass. We can't see the color of her eyes."
I purse my lips as I listen to them argue about whether I am Karlie or not. Which, I think I'm Karlie but that's my opinion.
"Then turn on a light."
I flinch back with my eyes screwed shut when a bright light turns on. It's only then that I realize that my hands are tied to the armrest of the chair.
"If you need money, I can give you some. Just let me go." I say, glaring at the men in front of me. Who are now lit by the light.
The shortest one is dark skinned with tattoos covering his arms. He could model if he wanted too.
The next one has blonde hair that falls to his jaw. Are they all models?
The tallest one makes my chest tighten and my lungs stop working. Short brown hair that fades on the side into his beard. A broad but crooked nose. Dark, glaring eyes. Lines in his face from his permanent scowl. His shoulders are wide, basically bulging out of his black shirt.
Is it bad that I'm horny?
"Oh yeah, that's Karlie Cora. I was right!" The blonde yells.
"Okay, well it was dark. I bet if the light was on, I would be able to tell." The other guy says.
"Yeah, well-"
"I'm sorry to cut off y'all's arguing but I have things to do and I don't know how long I've been out for." I say, cutting them off. Their heads snap to me as the Greek god continues to stare at me.
"I don't know who you guys are but I have enough of my own problems to be worrying about yours, so if you could, please, let me leave that would be amazing." I say, giving my award winning smile.
Blondie and model stepped forward with a smile of their own before the Greek god stops them.
