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...
His words become mumbles until they are nothing but a buzz in my ear. I can't help but focus on Karlie as her smile brightens the room. I'm mesmerized and I wouldn't want to be any other way.
I can't help but suddenly see it future ahead of us. Her swollen stomach as she carries or children, her holding our baby, her holding me as we become tangled in our bedsheets.
"Do you Jaxon Cole, take Karlie Cora to be your wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do you part?" The old man says, looking towards me.
I stare at Karlie as she scrunches her nose towards me, mouthing an 'I do'. She desperately wanted me to say that instead of a simple 'yes'.
"I do." I say sternly, watching Karlie smile in victory.
Just fucking wait, you may be smiling right now but that lipstick is going to be in my dick very soon.
"Do you Karlie Cora, take Jaxon Cole to be your husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do you part?" The old man looks towards Karlie.
"I do." She says excitedly as her body wiggles with excitement.
Logan hands Karlie my ring as Kane hands me hers before we face each other once more.
"Karlie Cora, I give you this ring as a symbol of my love." I mumble lowly, sliding the ring into her finger as her face softens.
"Jaxon Cole, I give you this ring as a symbol of my love." She says, sliding the cold ring into my finger.
"By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss your bride."
I don't waste another breath as I pull Karlie against me but her waist, pressing our lips together in a rush pace.
I groan quietly as her fingers tread into my hair and her other hand clutches onto my jacket. She fits so perfectly into me, I don't dare to move.
Logan clears his throat loudly, making Karlie pull her lips away from me with flushed cheeks before she presses her face into my chest as I chuckle and wrap my arms around her.
"Family and Friends I present to you for the first time Jaxon and Karlie Cole!" The officiant exclaims before clapping along with the guests.
I hold Karlie's waist as I lead us back down the isle and out the double doors.
The moment the doors shut, I'm pressing Karlie against the wall, kissing her neck as she sighs in content.
"You have no idea how hard I was restraining myself from touching you." I mumble before nipping onto her skin.
"I know, your angry wrinkle came out." She whispers.
"Goddamn it."
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"I can't believe I'm married." I say, looking at Jaxon with wide eyes.
"We are married." He says with a small smile.
"We are married!" I exclaim, wrapping my arms around his neck.
I hoping that everyone is watching me, wherever they are and I hope they are proud of me. I miss them and I didn't realize how much I did until I didn't have my father or at least my brother waking me down the isle.
I hope I made them happy as I found a man that treats me as my dad I've treated my mom if not better than he did. Sorry, dad.
Jaxon has seen me at my worse and he's always been there to support whatever crazy idea I have, I'll forever be grateful that he kidnapped me and my forgetful self forgot my phone.
"You ready to go home?" He asks, receiving a nod from me.
He helps me with my dress as we get in the car and I spend the car ride talking about random stuff as he nods and adds random 'Hm?'s.
But before I know it, I'm in our bedroom with Jaxon taking off his watch and tie. Such a sexy man.
Jaxon unzips my dress, letting his finger trail down my spine before lifting me completely out of the pile of fabric. He places me gently on the bed as his lips kiss my neck.
I take off the sticky bra I wore, wincing while doing so. It felt like it was ripping off my nipples. Stupid things.
Jaxon soothes the stinging pain with a rub but it was just his excuse to play with my titties.
I unbutton his white shirt, before pushing it off of his shoulder before I drop my hand to his belt but his hands stop me.
"Will my baby ask nicely?" He mumbles lowly.
Damn, damn, double damn. I love it when he talks to me like this. His words nearly drags into one but it comes from his chest. It's deep and low.
"Can I-" I gasp.
"What?" He asks with furrowed eyebrows as a concerned look takes over his face, his eyes checking my body to see if I injured myself.
"I can't call you that!" I scold.
"Why?" He actually sounds sad and he has a frown on his face. Aw, bless his little baby heart.
"I can't call you daddy anymore." I repeat for the dramatics.
"And why not?" He asks firmly this time, gripping my chin.
"Because our baby will get confused." I tell him innocently and watch as his face scrunches up in confusion before realization kicks in.
