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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"Answer the damn phone." I mumble with my phone to my ear, stepping out of the bathroom and making eye contact with Jaxon before looking away.
I can not believe this is happening.
"Karlie! How are you?"
"I'm not doing too good, Janice." I tell her as Jaxon comes into the bedroom.
"Oh! Why not? I know you had a show today, did something happen?" She rushes out.
"The show was fine but I just so happen to look at my phone to see pictures from tonight, pictures with someone who shouldn't be shown." I say, angrily as I pace the room and Jaxon sits on the bed.
"Hold on, sweetie." She says before I hear clacking sounds from a keyboard.
"What's happening?" Jaxon mouths with his hands clasped together.
"They took pictures of us together." I say, removing the phone from my ear and showing him what I found.
'Model and billionaire, Karlie Cora and Jaxon Cole being seen hugging after Karlie's show.' Then there's a photo of us from when I hugged him.
It's ridiculous, I can't hug someone without people making it something that it isn't. Also, I didn't know that people knew knew Jaxon.
His face scrunches up before he looks at me.
"Karlie?"
"I'm here." I place my phone back to my ear.
"We're working on getting it down just as we speak." She says, calmly.
"How the hell did this get pass you? If you knew I had a show tonight, wouldn't you be working on things like this?" I ask, narrowing my eyes at the wall.
"Yes, of course, Karlie. I'm so sorry, we're getting it taken down."
I sigh, hanging up the phone before throwing myself on the bed beside Jaxon. I want to whine and kick my feet like a kid. He's in the mafia and got pictures taken, hugging me. Why did I hug him? It's was stupid.
"I'm sorry." I groan with my face pushed into the bed.
"Don't apologize." He says, sternly before clearing his throat. "I'm more worried about you. If people have already seen us, I'm afraid my enemies have too and they won't stop until they have you." He explains but in a softer tone than before.
I groan even louder.
"Nothing will happen to you. I'll make sure of it." He assures me.
"I can't stop my work." I tell him, sitting up. "I have to many projects that needs to be finished."
"You won't have too." He mumbles, pulling out his phone.
I stay sat up to see if he's going to speak anymore. When he doesn't, I fall back into the bed before getting comfortable. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "I'll be with you."
