The Model And The Don

Epilogue

9 months later...
"You're doing amazing, my love. Keep breathing."

Easy for him to say, there's not a bowling ball of a baby trying to escape out of his dick.

"I don't know if it's your old age and you're losing your hearing but I'm telling you to shut the fuck up." I growl, exhaling harshly as another contraction hits.

"I'm letting that go because you're in labor but don't think I'll forget about it." He warns.

Blah, blah, blah. When does he not warn me? Do I ever really listening to him? No, not really but he does what he wants, he just won't be touching me.

"Ah." I hiss, moving my hips side to side in the bathtub. Someone tell me why I thought having a home birth was a good idea. I can't even get drugs for it.

I need to remind Jaxon that it is totally not cool to have an at home water birth because this hurts like a bitch.

My midwife is monitoring me but she's currently getting some ice and a few more rags and towels to completely be prepared.

"Jaxon, this really hurts." I whine as I place my sweaty forehead into his neck.

"I know, baby. This is just a couple of horrid hours for a life time of happiness and you're doing so good." He praises, pushing back some wet hair.

I guess you could say that these pass nine months have been eventful.

Not only have we been watching our baby grow, we took down the people who bombed the warehouse a year ago. It was the Spanish mafia and boy, were they harder to defeat.

They had a lot more men, I was held hostage at during my second trimester for a week but this time they didn't hurt me. They had a lot more morals then Finn did but then again I wasn't pregnant back then.

I made friends there then mourned when they died. Well, all except one. I had to keep a close eye on him since I wanted a new 'pet', that's what Jaxon said. Of course, I never let him say it to his face, Antonio's baby ears can't handle those things.

Him and Logan got along so we became this little trio and it was so much fun. We hanged out a lot, especially the pool since it's my favorite place since becoming pregnant. It helps relax my muscles.

But after some major convincing and a whole lot of naked pool sex, I convinced Jaxon to give him a chance. They're still a little rough around the edges sometimes but we can eat dinner peacefully together. There's only a few nights someone storms off angrily.

Kane and Journey moved back in as well. Although and as much as I hate to say this, they act like outcasts. I've always tried to get them to join us in whatever we were doing but they just say some lame excuse then walk away.

It hurts that my friend doesn't want to spend time with me anymore but there isn't much I can do.

"Jaxon, I don't feel good." I mumble at the sudden light headed feeling.

In a heartbeat, Jaxon had stripped down to his boxers and joined me in the bathtub. He pressed his front against my back as I lean on the side of the tub. His hands rubbing my sides and my sore stomach.

"You're okay, baby. You're okay." He reassures, kissing my shoulder.
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I groan loudly as I push.

When my midwife taps my leg, I stop and rest my head on Jaxon's shoulder.

"Thank you." My words barely come out by how hard I'm breathing.

"For what, my love?"

"For getting in this nasty water with me and helping." I say, turning my head into his neck.

"Don't thank me for that. You don't need to suffer alone. I'm right here, just like always." He says, rubbing my head soothingly.

"Okay, one big push and that should be it. You're doing amazing, Karlie."

I nod before lifting my head and pushing with all of the strength I have left. I stop as I hear the wailing sounds of my baby boy.

He immediately gets placed onto my chest as a loud sob escapes my mouth. The water in the bathtub helped clean him off slightly.

"Hi...Hi, baby." I cry as I hold him to my chest.

Jaxon's hands overlap my own as he stares quietly at him. His eyes soft and a small smile rests on his face.

"You did so good, Karlie. He's so beautiful just like his mother." Jaxon says, his voice laced with amazement as he kisses the side of my head before looking back at our baby.

"Thank you for our beautiful child. I couldn't ask for anything more." He mumbles and when I look up at him, I see he's blinking back tears.

"Okay, let's get the placenta then cut the umbilical cord and we can get you out of this water and into your bed."

Soon enough, I'm tucked into Jaxon's side as I breastfeed our newborn baby.

"Matteo?" I suggest.

"No, that sounds too much like Antonio." Jaxon scrunches his nose, making me chuckle softly.

"Salvatore?"

"From that one show? Fuck no." He says, looking at me with a weird look.

"Luca." I nod at the name. I actually really like it. I feel like it suits him.

"Luca." He repeats before nodding his head. "That's perfect, baby." He adds.

"Luca Jaxon Cole."

I finally got my family after many years of being followed by death. I'm glad I can say I met the best thing I found in my life.