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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"You broke me!"
Her words shouts in my head on repeat.
I thought I was doing the right thing. I thought I was protecting her when in reality, I did the opposite. I broke her and I will forever be in debt to her.
The realization of what I caused her hits me harder than anything I've been through. I saw her after her friends death and I saw her after she was taken and tortured.
She wasn't her usual bright Karlie after her friend's death but she bounced back. She has told me that she's been surrounded by death her whole life, so she's always felt differently about death.
I fucking hated Finn and my hatred grew larger when he took Karlie but other than the obvious pain he did, she didn't have much of a problem with him and that confuses me.
"If you bite any harder, your jaw is going to break." Kane says, looking away from his phone.
"Quit talking to me." I tell him, sighing.
"Have you tried to make it up to her?"
"I apologized, I don't know what else to do. I mean, our proposal wasn't even romantic. I didn't set flowers out or a candle lit dinner. I just asked her." I say, shaking my head at my own self. Damn, I could've asked her in a better way.
"Well that's fucking dumb." He points out. "Maybe, go take her on a date and talk it out without screaming at each other."
I nod, taking in his words. I don't think I've taken her out on an actual date. I mean, sure, we've eaten out together and eat together but I've never asked her on a date. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I've looked everywhere in this goddamn estate and I can't find Karlie or Logan anywhere. Where the fuck did they go?
I hear laughter and follow the sounds. Of course she right back at the pool. She has a glass of wine in her hand as she floats around in the floaty as Logan does the same.
"I'm being serious, Logan!" Karlie laughs.
"Wait, wait, wait! You're telling me, you've never wanted to try it?" Logan laughs, trying to take a sip of his wine but fails.
"No, Logan. I've never wanted to try that. Why? Have you?" She asks, sitting up as if this was the juiciest thing she's ever heard.
"Anal? Yeah, I just want to know what it feels like." He giggles, causing Karlie to throw her head back in a fit of laughter.
I'm pretty scarred from their conversation so I decide now would be a good time to cut in before they start talking about other things.
"Karlie?" I say, watching as her eyes roll as she takes a sip of her wine then rolling her head towards me.
"What?"
"I just wanted to know if you want to go out to eat?" I say almost nervously. I'm pretty sure the tip of my ears have gone red because they feel on fire.
"Sure, I want a nice steak." She says as Logan nods in agreement.
"Okay? It's just going to be me and you tonight. Logan and Kane has something to do." I grit the last part so that Logan would get the fucking hint.
He groans, before struggling to get out of the floaty then walking up the stairs without spilling his glass.
"I did that." He winks at Karlie, making her laugh before going inside.
"Why do you have to take away my only friend?" She spits, gulping down the rest of her glass then get out of the floaty gracefully then getting out of the pool.
"I didn't, you need to go get ready. We leave in an hour." I talk her before going back inside. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My mouth opens at I see Karlie walking down the stairs.
She's wearing a diamond dress the cuts deep in the front revealing her cleavage and a slit on her right thigh that's hold together by diamond straps, it shows off her entire back. She didn't put back on her sling after taking it off last night, which I internally roll my eyes at.
"You are gorgeous, baby." I tell her softly. Even though my words don't even describe what she is. A fucking goddess.
"Thanks." She mumbles, giving me a weird look as she walks pass me.
I follow her out of the door, opening the car door for her then getting in myself. The ride was silent as she stared out of the window.
I open the door once more as we get to the restaurant, then we sit at our table. I don't even know what to say. She's still pissed at me and I don't know how to make it better.
"What the fuck are you doing, Jaxon?" She asks, looking at me with furrowed eyebrows.
"What do you mean?"
"Why are we here? I thought it was unsafe for us to be together." She says, mocking me.
"That was a mistake. I should've never said that and I should've never broke things off. You are the most important thing in my life and I thought I was doing what was best, I was wrong." I tell her sincerely, watching as she rolls her eyes.
"You've already said that. Tell me what you're trying to do here." She demands.
"I-"
I get cut off by the waiter.
"Good evening, I'm Xander and I'll be your waiter for the night. What would you like to drink?" He asks, looking at Karlie a little too long.
"Red wine, doesn't matter what kind and bring the bottle." Karlie tells him, smiling brightly.
I watch as he nods entranced by her. I clench my jaw, balling my fists on the table. The fucker no clue what he just got himself in.
"Scotch." I grit when he finally looks away from Karlie.
He nods once before walking away.
Karlie smiles softly, looking at the table like she's proud of herself. What is she trying to do here because if it's fucking the waiter, she has another thing coming.
"Well..." She says, looking at me expectantly.
"I'm trying to do everything I can you get to be mine. I know what I did was wrong and I'll forever be at your mercy for it." I tell her, grabbing her hand that rests on the table and wrapping both of mine around it.
She looks at our hands before blinking rapidly.
"I'll fix this, Karlie. I will earn back your trust and your love. We will have our winter wedding, just like you want. I've already hired that wedding planner that you wanted. I just want everything to go back before I screwed up- no, I need everything to go back." I plead.
"I don't care what you need, Jaxon." She whispers, looking back at my eyes. "I have been broken down and beaten up for the last four months. You can work for my trust and you can work for my love but I'm done. I'm done being a model, I'm done being someone's captive, I am done with people deciding what is best for me." She nearly whispers her words but her eyes show how broken she feels.
