The Model And The Don

Chapter 21

"What is that?" Colton asks in disgust.

"Her dog." The warmth returns from Jaxon's voice as I hear his heavy footsteps coming near me.

I smile when I smell the cheeseburger and fries from Angelo's, my favorite burger joint. It's a good bit away so I'm pretty happy about it.

I stand up, wrapping my arms around Jaxon's neck as he places his arm on the arch of my back, letting my feet hang off of the ground.

I hear Colton clear his throat before I let go of Jaxon's neck and pulling the cheeseburger out of the bag, a small noise comes from the back of my throat as the first bite hits my taste buds.

I only look away from my food when Zorror starts growling. Jaxon stands behind me but Colton is Zorror's direct line.

"You say his command but you need to add his name and keep your voice stern or he'll follow his instinct instead of your order." Jaxon says, lowly in my ear, causing shivers to travel down my spine.

"Zorror, here." I say, sternly, widening my eyes when Zorror sits by my feet.

"Good girl." He whispers, removing hair from my shoulder and kissing the skin that shows before disappearing under my shirt.

"Go take your break, Colton." I repeat but this time he listens.

"I'll teach you the rest later. Are you happy?" He asks, wrapping his arm around my waist.

I hum, letting my nails trail lightly on his arm. He makes it feel like a warm blanket is wrapped around me shoulders, keeping me safe from all the harmful things in this horrendous world.

I look at his watch before sighing and breaking free of his hold. I want to be at home with him, sleeping in our bed.

"Places!"
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"I'm going to kill him." He says, glaring at Colton as he passes.

Colton continues to pass us, giving goo goo eyes towards me, not paying any attention towards the glaring man or growling dog

"No, you're not." I say, distracted with the brush strokes I put on my face.

"I'm going to kill him." He repeats.

He's not going to stop, so I might as well not fight it. Jaxon is going to do it anyways if this man passes us one more time.

"Okay." I shrug.
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"You can't be cute with him, not when we trained him too protect you." Jaxon's deep voice travels throughout my body. Raspy and low as he nearly whispers the words.

"Zorror, come." Jaxon orders as Zorror sits at Jaxon's feet. "He listens to you and me. When using nonverbal communication, he will only listen to you. A snap and a point or a whistle will work fine, you'll need to find what works with him best."

I smile, slightly.

The living room is dark, only lit by a few candles. Jaxon stands 10 feet away from me. His chest is on show as he wears only a pair of sweatpants. I wear one of Jaxon's many black button shirts with it hanging loosely off my shoulders. It almost makes me feel giddy with the way he is looking at me.

I whistle, loud and short, calling him to me as he moves away from Jaxon and runs towards me quickly. I almost feel bad when his tail tucks slightly and his head is high, alert.

I snap and point towards the couch, watching as Zorror growls while running and biting a pillow in between his teeth, jerking his head side to side, only taking a minimal of 30 seconds before stuffing is everywhere.

I whistle.

"Good." Jaxon says, slowly making his way towards me. "You were at the meeting, things are getting dangerous. I expect you to be on alert at all times whenever you are outside of this building." He continues as he cups the side of my face, gripping the hair on the side of my head so he could pull it with the movement of his hand.

I stay silent, looking at him through my eyelashes.

"You may have Zorror but he is not invincible." He nearly spits out. I know he's not angry or upset, he just wants me to understand the risks. "He will no longer needs a leash or a thick collar, he is trained to stay by you unless told so by you." He reaches into his pocket, pulling out the chain before handing it to me.

A smile plays on my lips when I look at it. A thin, diamond, silver chain with a diamond clasp with Zorror's name graved into it.

"I love you, Karlie."

My mouth parts as I forget how to breathe. I think, I've always wanted someone to say that to me, someone who worships the ground I walk on and the air I breathe, the man that makes me warm and gives me butterflies just by a look or the sound of his voice in the morning.

I found him.

"I love you." I whisper, watching his eyes bounce between mine.

I whimper as Jaxon roughly presses his lips to mine while gripping my hair so tightly in his hand that my skin prickles but I wouldn't expect nothing less.

"Say it again." He mumbles against my lips, pulling my head so he can see my face.

"I love you."