Some of the shows she was walking in were for major designers that were known all over the world. Even in spite of all the media coverage that had taken place, a celebrity that she’d met at a party while I was injured called her to star in an ad campaign and runway show for their new clothing line. Apparently, they wanted to use that tiny bit of notoriety to sell her show, and Sadie embraced it and starred as the ‘Mafia Whore’ in a punk-rock themed show. After working harder than I had seen anyone in my circle do in a long time, she was even able to snatch a starting position from a model at the agency that had dropped her back during the scandal. That made her so excited she fucked all five of us from sundown to sunup.
What didn’t take a few months, was for me to realize that I wanted Sadie to be by my side always. I honestly didn’t see myself ever spending my life with just one woman, but meeting Sadie flipped many things I believed about myself on end. After resounding affirmations from Brix, Kane, and the twins, I decided it was time to take the next big step in our relationship. I invited her out to dinner at her favorite restaurant and even had the place shut down and redecorated just for her. When she arrived she took my breath away.
“Wow,” I mumbled. She looked resplendent in a peach couture dress she’d gotten from one of the designers she walked for, and a pair of heels I was excited to leave on her later.
It’d been a while since we just got some time to sit and talk, so I made sure I took the time to do so. Her face was glowing as she excitedly told me all about how work was going, and how excited she was to steal the starting slot from the old agency.
“See?” I told her with a smirk. “Revenge can be fun.”
She shook her head. “In my line of work, the only thing I stomp is the runway, and the only thing I kill are other people’s careers.” I laughed, and her head shot up from taking a bit of her salad. “And no one has shot me.”
I tilted my head. “Someone did kidnap you though.”
She laughed. “And whose fault is that?”
I raised my hand, deadpan. “Mine.”
Dinner passed with delight. I just loved being around Sadie and as I was sitting there with her, there was no doubt in my mind that what I planned to do was the correct choice. Since the first time I laid my eyes on her, traipsing down that runway in clothes that I couldn’t be pressed to remember if there was a gun held to my head, she changed my life. People may think I’m a brat, or that it wasn’t okay to just go out and take what I wanted, but looked what happened when I did. I was sitting across from the most alluring, amazing woman I’d ever known, and my entire family thought so as well.
“Dante? You okay? You seem distracted,” Sadie said.
“I’m better than okay,” I responded. “Thanks to you, I’m wonderful.”
Once the main course was done, I poured us both an additional glass of wine.
“I’d like to propose,” I said.
Sadie giggled. “You’ve had a little too much, there. It’s ‘I’d like to propose a toast.’”
I smiled. “I know what I said.” Sadie looked up at me, a look of confusion on her face that faded to elated shock as I moved out of my chair and down on one knee. “I’d like to propose.”
“Oh my god,” Sadie huffed.
“Sadie Hartville…” I started.
I planned to give her an entire speech about the many ways she’d changed my life, but as I knelt there looking at her, it all seemed so frivolous. Our relationship had spoken for itself and it didn’t feel like any amount of words could accomplish what my actions already had. I pulled a box out of my pocket, and tipped the cover back revealing the $20,000, white diamond ring I purchased for her. I grabbed her hand and kissed the back of it.
I looked right into her deep brown eyes. “Will you marry me?”
With tears sparkling in her eyes, Sadie jumped down into my arms, tackling me to the ground. “Yes, I will.” She kissed me, and once we determined that we could wait until we got home to consummate our new engagement, we got back to our chairs and I adorned her ring finger with it’s brand new ornament.
Sadie stared at the ring for a long time, before tilting her head to the side and looking up at me. “Does our arrangement continue even once we’re married?”
The question alone had my cock hardening. “If you want it to.”