"Sophia! I can't find my tie!" Axton yells, and I close my eyes internally screaming because I can't get up!

"Uh, I'll be there in a second!" I yell as Claire grips my chin and finish my make-up. My hair was being curled by my hairdresser, and my nails were being done, all at the same time. I hated this but it was part of being a model, and designer.

"Sophia, I am so excited for tonight's show." Claire squeals as I chuckle.

"Me too, the dresses are probably my favourite." I tell her and she smirks.

"Sophia I can't find the goddamn tie!" I roll my eyes.

"Hold on, just need some setting spray." she mutters as she sprays the liquid over my face.

"You're hair is done Sophia." I smile at the hairdresser in the mirror.

"And so are your nails." I smile at them, getting up from the chair.

"Thanks guys." they smile, getting their stuff ready to leave. I walk to Axton's- our bedroom.

"I'm here-" I stop speaking when I see him sitting on the bed, in his suite, with a tie. My eyes shift to the large bouquet of flowers and a box of chocolate. I smile walking towards him. I wrap my arms around him as he pulls me closer, setting me on his lap.

"You could have just said you have a surprise for me." I chuckle, kissing his lips.

"Takes the fun out of it." he says against my lips, as he grips my waist tighter.

"Thank you." I mumble.

"You're welcome my love." he says, flipping us over on the bed. Now he's hovering over me as I'm on the bed, under his freaking hot body-

"I have to get ready." I chuckle as he kisses my neck.

"Mhm." he says kissing my color bone, earning a moan from me.

"Axton.."

"Alright, go before I change my mind." he says, fiddling with my silk robe. I chuckle walking into the bathroom. I must say, I did a really good job designing our condo, it was elegant but comfortable and modern. I was proud and so was Axton, I'll never forget his face when he walked in the first day of designing.

I grab the dress, a simple but gorgeous black dress. The theme of the show was black and white. So I decided to wear a black dress, Axton thinks it's white. Part of my plan.

I quickly put the dress on, over my white lace lingerie. We agreed on wearing white,so, I'm wearing white. The dress fits perfectly, my hair falls against my shoulders, in the light waves. I fix my hair,looking into the mirror. My eyes see Axton leaning against the door frame, looking at me as I fix my hair.

"Gonna keep staring?" I ask him.

"Yes, but you better hurry up before you're reported missing to your own fashion show." he says, looking at me up and down. I smile, placing the hairbrush down.

I turn to him.

"How do I look?" I ask him.

"Like a fucking Goddess." he says, walking uo to me and crashing his lips onto mine. I kiss him back, wrapping my hands around his neck.

"Nope, we're not going. We're not leaving this fucking room," he says and I bite back a smile.

"Yes, we are. I have a fashion show to attend, do you want me to miss my own show? Do you even love me?" I ask him, knowing it'll annoy him. He leans onto me.

"Does it feel like I don't love you?" he says, and I feel how hard he is through his dress pants.

"Answer me." He's gonna be the death of me.

"No.." I mumble.

"Exactly." he says, leaning off me, as I take in a breathe and walk to our room, through the connected doorway of the bathroom.

"I thought we were wearing white?" he shouts from the bathroom, his cologne filling the air. I melt just by smelling it.

"I am wearing white, you just can't see it." I wink at him, walking out our room and into the living room.

"I'm gonna rip that fucking dress off you before we even get to the hotel," he says. I smile but drop it as he walks in the living room.

"It's gonna be a fun night." I smirk.

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"Sophia you look wonderful!"

"Axton over here!"

"You two are the hottest trending couple!"

"Sophia, Axton, how was it working with City Scoop as Mr and Mrs. Sucessful?"

"It was amazing!" I smile at the camera. The flashes blind us as we walk up to the steps of the hotel.

"Axton, it's great to see you at the show tonight!"

"Anything for my girl." I freeze in my spot, did Axton just answer paparazzi? In a nice way? Huh?

"Come on Soph," Axton says, grabbing my hand. Oh right we're walking.

"Sophia, a dead body has been taken out of your old apartment building, sources tell us the body was the lookalike of your mother, can you confirm this as well as give us more information?" I tense at the question, I really hoped they wouldn't have asked, but I guess news travels quick.

"No comment on that," I say, as Axton escorts me inside the hotel.

"Amyra! Liam!" I hear the paparazzi yell my best friend's name, I turn around to see her walking up the steps, hand in hand with Liam. Oh my God, she looks so happy! I smile looking at my best friend, hand in hand and smiling. I'm so happy for her!

"Soph, you're walking pretty slow love," Axton says and I turn back to him.

"Oh sorry, I was just looking at Myra and Liam, she's so happy look." I point and he chuckles.

"She's happy and it feels so good to see her smiling and getting everything she wants." I say.

"She's always there for us and celebrating our success, it's nice to be there for hers too." he says and I smile, taking his hand and walking to the back of the modeling ramp. We stop as we break the corner.

"I'm not cheating on you!" Kiara yells.

"Well you're acting like it and I'm fucking sick of it! You know what! Fuck this. We're done, Kiara." My heart drops as the words fall out of Jace's mouth. I know, Sophia why the hell are you sad? Well I know how bad my best friend's love life was so I'm sad he's going through shit, again.

"Jace, I can't talk about it! But I promise I'm not cheating on you!" Kiara yells, tears falling down her cheeks, but Jace is already walking away.

I turn to Axton and he has a shocked but not disappointed face.

"Were you expecting that?" I ask him and he nods.

"I'm gonna check on Jace." I nod as he kisses my cheek and walks to the audience. I look back at Kiara and she's full-on having a panic attack. I look closely, I think it's an asthma attack. I run up to her.

"Kiara, are you okay?" I ask her, hoping she says yes or something good!

"I-I can't breath!" she says gasping for air.

"I-i need an inhaler! " she says. I quickly pull the inhaler out of my purse and hand her it. She quickly takes it. After a few minutes, she calms down and hands me the inhaler.

"Thank you so much." she says and I simply nod.

"If you don't mind me asking, why do you have an inhaler. You don't have asthma." she says and I wonder how she's so sure about that.

"My dad and sister has asthma, so it's always been one of my typical emergency essentials. To the point where I keep one in all my purses." I tell her and she nods.

"Well thank you again," she says before walking away. My eyes drop to the necklace around her neck. The silver jewelry was so familiar and the pendant was too.

Shrugging it off I walk to the dressing rooms.