--: Jay-Jay's POV: --
The drive from the Watson mansion to our place felt like a high-speed chase through a hurricane. The rain lashed against the windshield, but it was nothing compared to the storm radiating from the driver's seat. Keifer hadn't said a single word. He just gripped the steering wheel so hard I thought the leather might actually snap.
When we finally pulled up to the Fernandez mansion, the tires screeched against the wet driveway. Before the engine had even fully cut out, Keifer was out of the car. I scrambled to follow him, my heart hammering against my ribs.
We reached the massive front doors, and Keifer didn't just ring the bell—he slammed his thumb against it and held it there.
Ding-dong-ding-dong-ding-dong!
The door swung open with a violent jerk, revealing a disheveled, red-faced Aries. He looked like he'd spent the last thirty minutes scrubbing his ears with bleach. As soon as his eyes landed on Keifer, he launched himself forward, grabbing the front of Keifer's black button-down.
"WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU DOING WITH MY SISTER?!" Aries roared, his voice cracking with pure brotherly betrayal. "I heard it! I heard the rustling! I heard the noises, Keifer! You're a dead man! I don't care if you're the leader of Section E, I will bury you in the backyard!"
--: Keifer's POV: --
I was already fuming about the "childhood friend" waiting inside, but seeing Aries' frantic, traumatized face triggered my survival instinct—which, in this case, was to be a complete asshole. Even with my blood boiling with jealousy, I couldn't resist poking the bear.
I looked down at Aries' hands on my shirt, then back at his face, my expression shifting into a mockingly casual smirk.
"Relax, Aries," I drawled, my voice low and intentionally suggestive. "You're always disturbing us at the wrong time. Don't you want a niece or a nephew to play with? You're acting like a spoiled brat."
Aries' jaw hit the floor. His eyes nearly popped out of his skull. "A... a what? A NIECE?! YOU—YOU—"
"I told you, she's just too good, Aries," I continued, leaning in closer to whisper, though I knew Jay could hear me. "I can't help myself. You should really learn to knock on the phone before you call."
"SHUT THE FUCK UP, KEIFER WATSON!" Aries screamed, his face turning a shade of purple I didn't know was humanly possible. "I DON'T HAVE TO KNOW THAT! I NEVER WANT TO HEAR THE WORDS 'SHE IS SO GOOD' EVER AGAIN!"
--: Jay-Jay's POV: --
"STOP IT! BOTH OF YOU!" I yelled, wedging myself between them and forcefully prying Aries' fingers off Keifer's shirt. "Aries, calm down! Nothing happened! He's literally just saying that to mess with you because he knows you're an easy target!"
"I don't believe you!" Aries pointed a shaking finger at Keifer. "Look at him! He has the face of a man who just committed a sin!"
Before the argument could escalate into a full-blown fistfight on the porch, a shadow moved from the hallway behind Aries. A tall, well-built guy stepped into the light. He was dressed in a tailored suit and he had a relaxed, confident air about him that felt entirely too comfortable for a stranger.
He caught sight of me, and his eyes lit up. Without a word of warning, he stepped past Aries and pulled me into a hug. It wasn't the kind of hug Keifer gives me—it wasn't possessive or heavy—but it was warm and familiar.
I froze, my mind spinning. Who was this?
--: Keifer's POV: --
My vision went red. Literally red.
I didn't think. I didn't hesitate. I reached out, grabbed the guy's shoulder, and yanked him away from Jay-Jay with enough force to make him stumble. In one fluid motion, I stepped in front of her, wrapping a protective, iron-clad arm around her waist and pulling her flush against my side. I wanted him to feel the territorial wall I was building.
"Who the hell are you?" I growled, my voice sounding more like an animal than a human.
The guy didn't look scared. He just adjusted his jacket and looked at Jay-Jay, a playful smirk dancing on his lips.
"Jay? Don't tell me you've forgotten me already," he said smoothly.
Jay-Jay peered around my shoulder, her eyes squinting as she scanned his face. Then, her entire expression transformed. Her jaw dropped, and she let out a scream that nearly burst my eardrum.
"ALEX?! Alex, it's you?!"
Before I could tighten my grip, she wiggled out from under my arm—actually leaving my side—and ran toward him. "Oh my god! You've changed so much!"
--: Jay-Jay's POV: --
I couldn't believe it. Alex! We used to be inseparable when we were tiny. I was pointing at him, laughing, completely oblivious to the fact that the two men behind me looked like they were ready to commit a double homicide.
Alex laughed, his eyes crinkling. "Finally. I thought I was going to have to show you my birth certificate, wife."
The air in the room suddenly felt like it was made of dry tinder.
"Wife?" Keifer's voice was a low, vibrating hum of pure lethality.
"Wife?!" Aries echoed, his anger at Keifer suddenly redirected toward this new intruder.
I felt the heat rush to my face. "Alex! Stop calling me that! We were literally six years old! We were playing house in the garden!"
Alex just chuckled, crossing his arms. "Hey, a promise is a promise. We had a ceremony and everything. I even gave you a ring made of a soda tab."
He then looked past me at the two titans glaring at him. "So... Jay. Who are these two? And why are they both staring at me like they're calculating the best place to hide my body?"
--: Keifer's POV: --
"I am," I said under my breath, my hand twitching at my side.
"Me too," Aries muttered right next to me.
Jay-Jay turned around and saw us both with our arms crossed, wearing identical expressions of murderous intent. She sighed, looking exhausted.
"Alex, this is Keifer. He's my boyfriend," she said, pointing at me. I stood taller, my eyes boring into Alex's. "And this is Aries, my brother."
Alex's eyes widened dramatically. He clutched his heart, reeling back as if he'd been shot. "What?! What happened to us? We were husband and wife, Jay! And now I come back and you have a boyfriend? Are you cheating on me? After all these years of me waiting?..."
He didn't get to finish his sentence.
I didn't give him the chance. My fist connected with his jaw before he could blink. The sound of the impact was dull and heavy. Alex went down, hitting the marble floor with a thud.
"KEIFER! NO!" Jay-Jay screamed, lunging for my arm as I moved to hover over him, ready to deliver a second blow. "Stop it! Please! He's just joking! He's my friend!"
--: Jay-Jay's POV: --
I grabbed Keifer's waist, trying to pull him back. He was shaking with fury, his eyes fixed on Alex like a predator.
Alex groaned, sitting up and rubbing his jaw. "Damn... that hurts," he winced, looking up at me. "Jay, tell your boyfriend not to hurt your husband. It's bad for the family dynamic."
"ALEX! SHUT UP!" I snapped, my voice echoing through the hall. "Stop calling me your wife if you don't want to die today! It's not a joke anymore! It was a game we played when we were children! If you say it one more time, I'm going to let him hit you!"
Alex finally saw the genuine fear in my eyes and the murderous dark aura around Keifer. He raised his hands in surrender, laughing nervously. "Okay, okay! I'm joking! Jeez, you guys have no sense of humor."
Just then, the heavy vibration of a phone broke the tension. It was Keifer's. He pulled it out, glanced at the screen, and hissed a curse. It was the office. He ignored it.
Ten seconds later, it rang again. He ignored it again, his eyes never leaving Alex.
When it rang a third time, he realized he couldn't avoid it. Watson company emergency.
"I have to take this," Keifer growled, his voice tight. He glared at Alex one last time. "Don't. Move."
He stepped out onto the porch to take the call, but he stood by the glass door, his eyes locked on Alex the entire time. Meanwhile, Aries' phone buzzed too.
He looked at it and his face softened instantly. "Ella," he whispered, stepping into the other room to answer.
--: Keifer's POV: --
I was on the phone with a frustrated board member, but I didn't hear a word he was saying. All I could see through the glass was Jay-Jay and that... Alex guy. They were talking. They were laughing. At one point, she swiped at his arm playfully.
Every time she smiled at him, a new layer of my skin felt like it was peeling off. I wanted to end the call. I wanted to go back inside and throw him out the window. But the business emergency was real, and it kept me tethered to the porch.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, it was nightfall. The rain had slowed to a drizzle. Alex was finally, finally leaving.
--: Jay-Jay's POV: --
"It was so good to see you, Alex," I said as we stood at the door. "Seriously, sorry about the jaw."
"Eh, I've had worse," he grinned. He leaned in and gave me a quick, friendly hug. "Come meet me frequently, okay? Don't let the scary boyfriend lock you in a tower."
"I'll try," I laughed.
Alex leaned down, whispering in my ear so only I could hear. "Your boyfriend is incredibly possessive, Jay. You know that, right? He looks like he's been imagining my funeral for the last two hours."
I giggled, glancing at Keifer, who was standing five feet away like a dark omen. "I know. Now go, before he actually carries out the plan."
Alex laughed and waved, walking down the steps to his car.
The second the door closed, the air changed again. I turned to look at Keifer, ready to apologize for the chaos, but I didn't get a word out.
Keifer didn't say anything. He didn't yell. He just reached out, grabbed my hand in a grip that was firm but not painful, and started walking.
"Keifer? Wait, what are you—"
He didn't stop. He led me straight to his car, opened the passenger door, and practically tucked me inside. He slammed the door, walked around to the driver's side, and got in.
"Keifer, talk to me," I said as he started the engine. The tires spun on the wet gravel as he peeled out of the driveway. "He was just a childhood friend! It was a game!"
He ignored me. He just stared at the road, his knuckles white on the steering wheel, his jaw set in stone.
"Keifer!"
Silence. The only sound was the roar of the engine as he drove us into the night, away from the mansion and into a silence that felt far more dangerous than any shout.
--: Keifer's POV: --
The silence in the car wasn't peaceful—it was a ticking time bomb. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw that bastard's arms around her. I saw her laughing at his "husband" jokes. His wife. My blood was vibrating with a possessive rage I couldn't switch off.
I pulled into the Watson mansion driveway with a screech of tires that could be heard from the next town over. I didn't wait. I didn't look back. I slammed my door, the sound echoing like a gunshot in the night air, and stormed into the house. I expected to hear her footsteps behind me, the sound of her hurried breath as she followed me to explain.
But as I reached the grand staircase, I realized the hallway behind me was empty.
Silence.
I stopped, my hand gripping the banister so hard the wood creaked. I waited ten seconds. Twenty. Nothing.
That stubborn, beautiful, infuriating girl was still sitting in the car. She was challenging me. Even now, after she let another man touch her, she was waiting for me to break first.
The fury spiked. I turned on my heel and marched back out the front door, the rain-chilled air hitting my face. I reached the car in four strides and yanked the passenger door open.
Jay-Jay was sitting there, her arms crossed, her eyes defiant even though I could see her hands shaking slightly.
"Get out," I rumbled, my voice a low, dangerous warning.
"No," she snapped back, her chin lifting. "Not until you stop acting like a psycho and talk to me. I didn't do anything wrong, Keifer!"
--: Jay-Jay's POV: --
I wasn't going to budge. He was being unreasonable. Alex was a memory, a childhood game, and Keifer was acting like I'd actually betrayed him. I stared at him, expecting a shout, but instead, he did something much more terrifying.
He didn't say a word. He just leaned into the car, his massive frame blocking out all the light. Before I could even gasp, his arms were under me. He scooped me up like I weighed nothing, lifting me right out of the seat and into his chest.
"KEIFER! Put me down!" I screamed, kicking my legs and pounding my fists against his shoulders. "You're being crazy! Let go of me!"
He ignored my screams, his grip like iron. He carried me through the front doors, his face a mask of pure, lethal focus.
"KUYA? JAY-JAY?"
I looked over Keifer's shoulder and saw Keiran and Keigan standing by the living room entrance, their eyes wide with confusion and a hint of fear.
"Why are you carrying her? Is she hurt?" Keigan asked, his voice trembling.
"Go to your rooms," Keifer snapped, his voice so sharp it made even me flinch. He didn't slow down. He carried me up the stairs, my protests falling on deaf ears, until we reached his bedroom.
He kicked the door open, stepped inside, and kicked it shut behind us. I heard the click of the lock—a sound that made my heart jump into my throat.
--: Keifer's POV: --
I set her down, but before she could even draw breath to yell at me again, I pinned her against the door. My hands moved to her face, framing her jaw as I looked down at her.
"You're mine," I hissed, the words tasting like fire. "Don't ever laugh with him again. Don't ever let him touch you again."
"Keifer, he—"
I didn't let her finish. I captured her lips in a kiss. This wasn't sweet. This wasn't gentle. It was a hungry, desperate, jealous claim. I was devouring her, trying to erase the very memory of that other man from her skin.
--: Jay-Jay's POV: --
The kiss was overwhelming. It tasted of salt, rain, and pure, raw possession. My anger flickered for a second before it was completely consumed by the heat radiating from him. I couldn't help it. My body betrayed me, responding to the intensity of his touch. My arms flew up, wrapping around his neck, and instinctively, I jumped, wrapping my legs around his waist to pull him closer, to feel the heartbeat I knew belonged only to me.
He groaned into my mouth, a sound of pure animalistic need, and carried me over to the bed. He dropped me onto the plush mattress and followed me down, his heavy body a comforting weight that anchored me.
His hands were frantic, pulling at the hem of my shirt. I was scared by the sheer force of his reaction, but as his lips moved down to the hollow of my throat, a wave of heat washed over me. I wanted him to know I was his. I wanted to drown out the jealousy.
With shaking hands, I started tugging at the buttons of his black shirt, my breath coming in short, jagged moans as he moved lower.
--: Keifer's POV: --
I stripped her shirt off, my eyes taking in every inch of her skin, marking her as mine again and again. As her mouth opened to protest or moan, I slid my tongue inside, deepening the kiss until we were both breathless.
I couldn't wait. I moved lower, my lips finding the sensitive peak of her breast. I took her into my mouth, biting gently, marking her with a sharp nip that made her back arch off the bed.
"Ahh... Keifer..." she moaned, her fingers tangling in my hair, pulling me closer instead of pushing me away.
Even as she whimpered from the intensity, her hands were busy on me. She fumbled with my belt and my pants, her touch frantic and desperate.
She managed to peel the clothes away, her eyes wide as she looked at me, her own fear melting into the same hunger that was consuming me.
--: Jay-Jay's POV: --
I worked on his clothes, my fingers clumsy but determined. I wanted him as bare as I was. As I finally managed to push his pants down, he was still giving me those wet, searing kisses, his teeth grazing my skin in a way that made my entire body vibrate.
Every moan that left my lips felt like it was being stolen by him. We were a mess of limbs and heat, the rain outside forgotten, the "childhood friend" forgotten. In this room, in this moment, there was nothing but the heavy scent of his cologne, the feel of his skin against mine, and the silent promise that I would never belong to anyone else.
--: Keifer's POV: --
The sight of her, flushed and breathless beneath me, wasn't enough. I needed to erase every trace of that man from her mind. I needed her to forget he ever existed. My lips traveled down, leaving a trail of searing heat across her stomach, ignoring her soft, jagged gasps until I reached her core.
I didn't hesitate. I moved lower, my mouth finding the sensitive folds of her skin, already slick and welcoming. I let out a low, dark growl of satisfaction before I slid my tongue over her clit, tasting her, claiming her.
--: Jay-Jay's POV: --
"Ahh.. Umm... Keifer!" I cried out, my back arching off the mattress as a jolt of pure electricity shot through me. My fingers dug into the silk sheets, twisting the fabric as his tongue moved with a lethal, rhythmic precision.
It was too much. The pleasure was so sharp it felt like a physical weight. I could feel the tension building, coiling tighter and tighter until I couldn't hold it back anymore. I came around his tongue, my body trembling with a violent release as I whimpered his name.
I expected him to stop, to let me breathe, but Keifer was relentless. He drank the evidence of my climax, his eyes dark and predator-like as he looked up at me, before he suddenly slid two fingers deep inside me.
"Gah!" I gasped, my eyes flying open.
He didn't give me a second to recover. He began thrusting his fingers into me, hard and fast, while his other hand came up to pull my face toward him, capturing my lips in a bruising, possessive kiss. I could taste myself on him, a dizzying, intoxicating mix that made my head spin.
--: Keifer's POV: --
I pulled my fingers out, seeing them covered in her glistening fluid, and slowly licked them clean while staring directly into her blown-out pupils. I wanted her to see the hunger in me. I wanted her to know that no one else would ever touch her like this.
I couldn't wait a second longer. I moved between her legs, positioning myself. With one powerful, deep thrust, I buried my length inside her.
--: Jay-Jay's POV: --
A single tear of pure, overwhelming pleasure rolled down my cheek as he filled me. The sensation was so intense it bordered on pain, but it was a pain I craved. He started moving immediately—fast, deep, and punishing—each thrust a silent declaration that I belonged to him and him alone.
Ring... Ring... Ring...
The sound of his phone on the nightstand was like a bucket of ice water, but Keifer didn't even flinch. He just gripped my hips tighter, his pace never wavering.
Ring... Ring... Ring...
"Ignore...Uhmm.. Ignore it..." I managed to moan, my voice trembling.
"I plan to," he grunted, his jaw set as he drove into me again, hitting a spot that made my toes curl.
But the phone was persistent. It rang again, the vibration rattling the wood of the nightstand right next to my head. Finally, with a snarl of pure rage, Keifer reached out and snatched the phone, his movements never stopping.
"For fuck's sake!" he hissed, his voice a low, dangerous rumble. He glanced at the screen. "Your brother is a fucking pest. Why does he always disturb us?"
"Don't... don't answer..." I wheezed, but Keifer was already tapping the speaker icon.
"Don't you dare moan," he whispered in my ear, his eyes flashing with a wicked challenge. "Unless you want him to hear exactly what I'm doing to you."
"Stop.. atleast for now, wait until the call ends...ahhh" I whispered.
He didn't stop. If anything, he thrust deeper, harder, daring me to keep quiet.
"Jay-Jay? Where did you guys go? You just disappeared!" Aries' voice blared through the speaker, sounding suspicious and annoyed.
I bit my lip, trying to hold back the sound building in my throat. But Keifer chose that exact moment to hit me so deep I couldn't contain it.
"Ahh... Keifff!"
A muffled moan escaped my lips. Instantly, Keifer's hand slammed over my mouth, pinning me to the pillow while he continued to move inside me.
"We came back to my place, Aries," Keifer said into the phone, his voice sounding incredibly strained but steady.
"What was that sound? Was that Jay? Are you both—wait a minute, what are you doing to her? If you're—"
"Goodbye, Aries," Keifer snapped, cutting the call before Aries could finish. He tossed the phone back onto the nightstand and looked down at me, his eyes dark with a mix of amusement and fury. "Your brother seriously has some personal grudges with us."
--: Jay-Jay's POV: --
He went back to his fast, rhythmic pace, but I was exhausted. My legs felt like lead, and the numbness was starting to spread through my thighs.
The adrenaline was fading, leaving only a heavy, bone-deep tiredness.
"Keifer... please..." I whispered, my voice cracked. "Can we... continue tomorrow? I'm so tired..."
He didn't seem to hear me. He was lost in his own world of possessive need, his eyes glazed over with a hunger that wasn't satiated. He was thrusting so fast now I felt like I was being shaken apart.
"Keifer! Listen to me!"
He still didn't stop. In a last-ditch effort to bring him back to reality, I leaned up and bit him—hard—on his shoulder, right over his collarbone.
--: Keifer's POV: --
The sharp sting of her teeth in my skin snapped me out of the haze. I jolted, my heart hammering against my ribs, and finally slowed my movements. I looked down at her, seeing the exhaustion in her eyes and the way her body was trembling, not with pleasure anymore, but with fatigue.
I let out a long, shaky breath, burying my face in the crook of her neck. The jealousy was still there, a dull ache in my chest, but seeing her like this—completely spent and looking for me to protect her—softened the edge of my rage.
"I've got you," I whispered, pulling her closer and rolling onto my side so she could rest against me, still joined but no longer moving. "I've got you. You're mine. Only mine."
Jay-Jay didn't answer. She was already drifting off, her head tucked under my chin, finally safe from the chaos of the day. I stayed awake for a long time, watching her sleep, my hand resting protectively over her heart.