Chapter 46 - Is his d*ck gay ?boyfriend vs girlfriend ?

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞 ❤️

𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕-𝒔𝒐-𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕... 🌚👀 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒅𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒃𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒖𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆! 🤭✨

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒔𝒐 𝒇𝒂𝒓 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒏𝒐𝒘... 💍👀

𝑯𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒕! ❤️

𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬! 🫶🏻

Jay's POV 

It was Sunday... finally.

Holiday. No classes. No deadlines. Just pure, unfiltered freedom. And more importantly, my best friend—and girlfriend—Alys was finally coming back from New York.

She had Last visited Philippines when she was 12. Her dad had apparently decided she needed to "experience the Philippines properly" again' and had arranged some kind of unofficial tour guide the son of his business partner. From the way Alys talked about this guy every time he came up, you'd think he was a walking biohazard.

I was just about to call her when my phone lit up.

"Baby!! I'm finally back!"

I sat up so fast I nearly gave myself whiplash. "OMG, when did you land?!"

"Like an hour ago. Currently rotting in a hotel room. The dead-meat son of my dad's business partner was supposed to pick me up, but thank every god in existence he refused. Said he had 'important work.' Honestly? Best news I've heard all year."

I blinked. "Wait... so you're staying at the hotel?"

"My dad told me he arranged for me to stay at that bastard's place."

I almost dropped the phone. "And... are you going to?"

There was a pause. Then pure, concentrated venom.

"Are you fucking crazy? Even if my father goes bankrupt. Even if Death himself shows up beside me holding a bucket of popcorn and a 'Welcome to Hell' sign. I will NEVER stay there. Not even if I'm already dead. ."

I couldn't help it. I started laughing. "Okay, okay, hotel it is then?"

"Yes. Hotel is infinitely better than sharing oxygen with that creature."

I hesitated for half a second, then said the thing that had been sitting on my tongue. "Why don't you just come stay at my place? We can be together. Properly."

There was a beat of silence.

"Really?!"

"Of course. Is that even a question?"

"Okay, so... that gorilla and I are still supposed to meet because our fathers decided he should show me 'the whole Philippines.' Damn that orangutan. Look, I can't cancel it without starting World War Three at home, but if the two of us are left alone, one of us is ending up in the hospital. Probably him. So please, baby... can you come with me? I'll tell him I'm staying at your place and that you're the one showing me around."

I glanced at the clock.

I had already made plans with Keifer to buy gifts for Alys at the mall this afternoon.

"...Well—"

"You can't come?" Her voice immediately dropped into that soft, dangerous tone.

"No, no, I will. I can't leave you alone with a beast. Don't worry."

"Thank you, baby. I love you."

"It's okay. But seriously... why do you hate him this much?"

She made a sound like she was tasting something rotten. "Don't even get me started. He's a psycho. I bet the girl who ends up as his girlfriend will be either blind, a complete fool, or both. Honestly, I need to see who that unlucky woman is. ."

I suddenly coughed so hard I nearly choked on air.

Who the hell was cursing me from behind the walls?

I cleared my throat. "Why is he that crazy?"

"He's not crazy. He's mentally... Retarded. Let's not talk about him. And baby, don't let him fool you with the good looks. He might look handsome, but you can never fall for that. Ever."

I smiled into the phone, even though she couldn't see it. "Hey, I won't. And I already told you—I have a boyfriend."

"Good. Because that chimpanzee? I bet he's gay."

I almost dropped the phone again. "Really?!"

"He has never, not once, shown interest in any girl. I've watched him for three whole years. Every summer when he came to London and we were both stuck there at the same time—you remember those vacations I couldn't spend with you?—he was just... existing. No flirting. No staring. Nothing. Complete emotional flatline around women and annoying me ."

I frowned. "Just because he's never been interested in girls doesn't automatically mean he's gay. Maybe he already liked someone."

"Girl, I'll tell you later, okay? I have to check out of this hotel before they charge me for another night. Let's meet at 2 p.m. at Greenbelt. I'll text that bastard so we can clear everything in person. After that I'll come straight to your house with my suitcase and we are talking for hours."

"Okay, baby. See you soon."

I hung up and stared at the ceiling for a full ten seconds.

Whoever this bastard was, he must be genuinely unhinged for Alys to talk about him like that.

I quickly messaged Keifer:

💌To keifer : ( King of ulupongs ) 

Can't do noon anymore. Something came up. Meet me in the evening instead?

Then I flopped back onto the bed, grinning like an idiot.

My best friend was finally here.

And later tonight, I was going to introduce her to Keifer.

I bet they were going to get along amazingly.

Keifer's POV

A... a... a... achoooooo!!!

That was the sixth sneeze in under three minutes.

I wiped my nose with the back of my hand and glared at the empty living room like it had personally insulted my ancestors.

"Who the hell is talking shit about me right now?" I muttered. "Must be my enemies. Or the universe. Same difference."

I shook it off and unlocked my phone.

One new message from my wife.

💌Mrs. Watson: 

Can't do noon anymore. Something came up. Meet me in the evening instead?

I stared at the screen for a solid three seconds.

I had been this close to asking Jay to come with me to meet whatever daughter of Dad's business partner had just landed from New York. If it had been a guy, fine. No problem. But it was a girl. And the last thing I needed was Jay thinking I was out here collecting new friends with soft hair and soft voices, or worse—giving that girl any ideas that I was available.

I was not available.

I was claimed. Permanently.

Still... three more hours without seeing my wife.

I could survive. Probably.

I typed back, thumb hovering for a second before I committed to the crime:

" I'm wounded, Jay. Deeply. Emotionally. Spiritually. You just cancelled on me and my little monster is already sulking. When we're alone later you're going to compensate us both. Thoroughly. On your knees, on your back, against the wall—I haven't decided yet. But you're not leaving that bed until my little monster gets satisfied."🌚🤧

I hit send before I could overthink it, then tossed the phone on the bed and started getting ready.

Black shirt. Dark jeans. The watch Jay liked. Nothing too try-hard.

When I came downstairs, Dad was on the couch scrolling his phone. The second he saw me he stood up like I'd just been announced as the new president.

"Wow. Looking handsome," he said, looking me up and down like I was a product display. "Take your car. Don't let her carry the luggage—be a gentleman. Give a good impression. Take her to a mall, buy her something nice. She likes—"

I cut him off mid-sentence.

"Dad. Stop."

He blinked.

"You know I'm not good with girls. Except Jay. I feel uncomfortable the second any other woman starts smiling at me like I'm supposed to smile back. I'm really sorry, but I cannot do the whole lover-boy treatment. I'll make sure she doesn't feel awkward. Mom already drilled the 'be respectful or die' lessons into me years ago. So I know how to treat her properly. That's it. Bye, Dad."

I didn't wait for a reply.

I walked straight out the door, climbed into my car, and started the engine.

I had a very strong feeling Dad still wanted me to spend quality time with this business-partner daughter. Maybe bond. Maybe impress. Maybe accidentally fall in love and produce grandchildren by Christmas.

Too bad.

Except for Jay, I didn't care about any other girl on the planet....and I will be meeting with the mother of My future children in evening....

I drove to the mall Dad had mentioned—Greenbelt—and parked near the entrance he said she'd be waiting at.

Dad had already sent her a photo of me, so I figured the smartest move was to just stand here looking vaguely approachable and let her find me.

If she didn't?

Well.

She wasn't a child.

She could walk back to wherever she came from.

I leaned against the pillar, arms crossed, and checked the time.

Two o'clock.

Any second now.

Jay's POV

I was standing right in front of Greenbelt, wearing a light summer dress that fluttered every time the automatic doors whooshed open behind me. The big clock above the entrance had just ticked over to 2:00 when something solid and very loud crashed into me from the side.

Two arms locked around my waist like a human seatbelt and a voice nearly blew out my left eardrum.

"I MISSED YOU SO MUCH, BABY!!!"

I choked on air.

Somehow I managed to twist around and hug her back just as hard. We were both screaming at full volume, jumping up and down like two idiots who had just been reunited after a century of war.

People walking past actually slowed down to stare. One auntie whispered to her friend," teenagers are crazy nowadays!"

"I missed you so much too, Alys!" I yelled back, laughing so hard my stomach hurt.

She pulled away just enough to look me up and down, still holding my shoulders.

"Jay, babe, you look so beautiful. You're getting prettier by the day, I swear."

"Oh thank you, sweetheart. You yourself are looking like a full-blown diva."

Alys grinned, eyes sparkling with pure mischief. "I bet your boyfriend can't keep his hands to himself."

I felt heat rush straight to my face.

"Yeah... he is really crazy sometimes."

"Sometimes?" She leaned in, voice dropping into that dangerous best-friend tone. "Or have you two already—"

"Alys." I cut her off fast. "Where is your that bastard friend?"

She smirked. "Trying to run already?"

"Alys—"

"Okay, okay, baby. We'll talk about how many times you get wrecked later. First, let's go find him. Then we're making him pay for our food while we have a full feast. My treat—on his wallet."

I hesitated. "Wouldn't that be kind of bad? I mean, this is the first time I'm meeting—"

"Don't hold back, babe. He won't feel bad at all. And if he does, I'll just report him to Uncle. Instant guilt trip."

I sighed, already defeated. "Fine. But you're ordering. I'll just help you finish everything."

We both burst out laughing at the same time.

"Deal!!!"

Alys hooked her arm through mine and we started walking, already diving into a hundred different stories at once—New York weather, her dad's latest drama, how much she hated airplane food. I was halfway through complaining about my own life when my eyes suddenly locked onto a very familiar figure standing near one of the pillars.

Wait!!! Keifer.??!!!! 

He was leaning against the pillar, scrolling through his phone, looking unfairly hot in a simple black shirt and jeans. The afternoon light was hitting him just right, like the universe was personally sponsoring his existence.

Alys followed my gaze and tilted her head.

"Who is that handsome boy? Do you know him? Or are you falling in love again already?"

I looked at her and grinned, pure trouble.

"I can assure you that handsome boy standing over there definitely has a crush on me."

Alys's eyes narrowed instantly. "What do you mean?"

I didn't answer. I just tightened my grip on her arm and pulled her forward, raising my voice.

"Keifer!"

His head snapped up.

He turned, scanning for the source of the noise. His eyes found mine first—and the soft, automatic smile that always appeared when he saw me started to form.

Then his gaze slid sideways.

To Alys.

Standing right beside me.

Arm linked with mine.

The smile died mid-birth.

Alys's entire body went rigid next to me. Her eyes widened so hard I thought they might actually fall out.

They both looked like someone had just punched the air straight out of their lungs with a professional boxing glove.

For one long, beautiful second, neither of them moved.

Then, at the exact same time, both of them shouted:

"YOU?! What the hell are you doing here?!"

Keifer's POV

Coincidence! 

Coincidence is supposed to be a scientific term. A neat little label for random probability. Nowhere in the dictionary does it say it has to show up in your life wearing your girlfriend's best-friend smile and a target on its face that you desperately want to punch.

I was sitting on the chair next to Jay, one arm around her shoulders like a normal, well-adjusted boyfriend, when the walking noise pollution walked in. Alys. Jay's so-called best friend. The same girl currently glued to Jay's other side like a particularly clingy barnacle.

She looked at me.

I looked at her.

The air between us developed a sudden personality disorder.

I could not believe it.

My girlfriend's best friend was the same pick-me disaster who had single-handedly made me consider switching teams for life. If Jay hadn't existed, I genuinely might have gone full gay just to avoid the species. And now that species was sitting three feet away, still breathing mine and Jay's oxygen.

What kind of cursed relationship is this? I did not sign up for this plot twist. I refuse this plot twist.

When Jay first mentioned "my best friend Alys," I had shrugged. I never remembered girls' names unless they were Jay. Especially not this particular canvas of chaos. I had never even called her by name. I had just referred to her in my head as "the human red flag ."

Jay finally broke the silence by stretching like nothing was wrong with the world.

"So... wait," she said slowly, eyes bouncing between us. "Keifer is your that bastard friend? The son of your dad's business partner?"

Alys's jaw dropped so hard I almost heard it hit the floor.

"And I still can't believe my best friend is dating this walking red carpet of arrogance."

My head went hot instantly.

"Says the girl who got publicly spanked by her own dad at fourteen," I shot back, voice dripping pure venom, "because she kissed a random boy who 'looked innocent.' It's hilarious hearing lectures from Canvas ."

Alys's face turned the exact shade of an angry tomato.

"You damn bastard! How dare you call me canvas?! You intentionally targeted my bestie and fell in love with her just to spite me! I would never have let her fallen into your trap if I'd known!"

I leaned forward, deadly calm.

"You moron, get your brain checked before you start throwing verbal poop. I met Jay when you were still in diapers, shitting and crying and demanding attention. You came late to the party. Sit down."

Alys gasped like I'd personally insulted her ancestors.

"I'm still the main character!"

"Of course," I said sweetly. "Sidekicks always think that... until someone slaps the attitude out of them."

"I'd like to see you try, you overgrown ego with legs!"

"Anytime, glitter dumpster. I'll even bring the tape."

Jay suddenly slammed both hands on the table so hard the cutlery jumped.

"STOP. BOTH OF YOU."

We froze.

She pointed a finger first at me, then at Alys, eyes blazing.

"One more word — one more — and I will tape both your mouths shut with the strongest packing tape I can find in this mall. Do. You. Understand?"

Alys opened her mouth.

Jay's eyes narrowed further.

Alys closed it.

I wisely decided that staying alive was more important than winning this round.

Jay's POV

I used to think Keifer just felt uncomfortable around girls. That was why he never had any in his friend group and why he always looked deeply allergic whenever any girl brushed his arm.

Today completely destroyed that theory.

These two didn't just bicker like siblings.

They were full-blown sworn enemies who had somehow ended up attached to the same person — me.

Congratulations, Jay. You really hit the jackpot. One is your boyfriend. The other is your best friend slash unofficial girlfriend. The complete chaotic package.

Now the real question was... who do I stop first?

If Alys gets jealous, she will freeze me out for days and pretend I don't exist.

If Keifer gets jealous, he will wreck my pussy so thoroughly while sulking that I won't be able to walk straight, then cry about it afterward like he, was the victim.

I didn't want either of them angry.

So the options were simple:

1. Let them fight it out while I sit back with popcorn.

2. Stop them before one of them actually commits a crime.

I chose the responsible route and shut them both up.

Unfortunately, they were still locked in a silent death glare across the table, like two cats who had just been told there was only one laser pointer left in the world.

Better get everyone home before this mall turned into a crime scene.

"So... let's go home," I said.

Neither of them moved. Not even a pinky.

I tried again, louder.

"Alys. Keifer. Let's go home."

Keifer's head snapped toward me so fast I almost heard the whiplash.

"Why did you say her name first?" he demanded. "Why didn't you say 'Keifer, Alys, let's go home'? Do you love her more than me?"😭

Alys immediately puffed up like an offended peacock.

"Know your place, monkey. You're under my foot. I am clearly Jay's favorite. Isn't that right, Jay?"

I stared at both of them.

Were they actually serious right now?

"Alys. Keifer. Stop."

Keifer pointed an accusing finger.

"See?! See that?! You dramatic canvas, she told you to shut up first! She hates you more!"

Alys gasped like she had just been stabbed.

"Jay! Do you hate me? Do you love Keifer more? Am I just the side dish now?!"

I grabbed two handfuls of my own hair and tugged.

What the actual hell was I doing with these two five-year-olds?

I didn't say another word. I just grabbed my bag, stood up, and walked out.

Both of them scrambled after me like lost puppies who had just realized the treat bag was leaving.

Thank God we had all brought our own cars. One of Alys's father's friends had given her a car so she could drive around while staying in the Philippines. I had driven mine, and Keifer had his. If there had only been two cars, World War Three would have started over who got the passenger seat.

Alys followed my car toward the house.

But right before we could pull out of the parking lot, Keifer leaned over, kissed me full on the mouth in front of her, then threw the coldest pair of daggers at Alys over my shoulder.

Alys looked like a bomb that had just been informed it was not allowed to explode yet.

I sighed, forehead against the steering wheel for a second.

These two were going to be the biggest headache of my entire life.

Keifer's POV

Damn it.

Damn it.

Damn that Alys!!!!!!!

I was currently pacing a hole into my bedroom floor with an ice pack pressed to my forehead like it could somehow freeze the rage out of my skull.

It wasn't working.

Not even a little.

Dad and Mom had asked why Alys didn't come back to the house with me. I gave them some half-assed answer and, without waiting for a second question, stormed upstairs and slammed the door so hard the frame rattled.

Why?

Why?

Why?

How could a sweet, perfect girl like Jay be best friends with that walking drama club? That professional chaos had been offending me for three straight years every summer I was forced to visit London. I did not want her anywhere near my life. Especially not near Jay.

I grabbed my phone and called Jay.

Two rings.

She picked up.

"Hello, Jay. Is that brat still there with you talking nonsense about me?"

Instead of my girlfriend's soft voice, the most annoying sound in the entire universe came through the speaker.

"Hello, Watson. Why are you calling my girlfriend this late?"

I pulled the phone away and stared at it like it had personally betrayed me.

I dialed Jay.

Why the hell was that moron answering?

"First of all," I growled, "why are you answering her phone? And second, are you dumb? Actually, that isn't even a question. You clearly are, or you wouldn't be calling my girlfriend yours."

Alys's voice turned pure evil.

"First of all, we will see how many more days this 'girlfriend of yours' stays yours."

My entire body went rigid.

"Excuse me... what the fuck did you just say?"

"Well," she said sweetly, "just so you know... we showered together. Completely naked."🌚

The words spun around my head like a tornado of pure violence.

"WHAT?!"

"Yeah. I saw everything. We even cleaned each other. Very thoroughly."🌝

My knuckles turned white around the phone. I still hadn't even showered with Jay yet, and this walking natural disaster was out here claiming she already had?

"Are you out of your goddamn mind? What are you even saying right now? Did you forget to bring your brain with you to the Philippines?"

"Watson, you heard me. Right now Jay is getting ready in her hottest, sexiest little nightdress... just for me. No bra."🌚🔥

"Alys Palma Sinclair!!!! I dare you. You are a girl! Why the hell are you doing this?!"

"So? What if I am a girl? Why are you so narrow-minded? Can't a girl and a girl be in a relationship?"

"No way! She is my girlfriend! You can choose whoever the fuck you want, why are you choosing—"

"For your information," she interrupted, voice dropping into pure sin, "I am currently wearing Jay's underwear. It still smells like her. Sweet honey."🌚🤭

I was sweating buckets! 

Had this girl completely lost every single remaining brain cell?

"You can't do that, Alys. Jay will never fall for your seduction."

"Who said? Just wait. Once I give her that damn pleasure... once I show her how good my nails and my hands can make her knees tremble... do you really think she'll still be attracted to you?"🌚🌝

"Alys, I am warning you. Do not Touch my girl—"

"Or what, Watson? You can't do anything from over there. I'm about to go to sleep completely naked and have a long, juicy, tasty feast on things you already know I'm talking about. Bye. Don't disturb me and my girlfriend. We have a very long night ahead of us. Jay, baby—"🔥

"HELLO? HELLO, ALYS YOU PUNK! YOU ASSHOLE! HELLO—"

The line went dead.

I stared at the black screen.

What the fuck did she mean by that?!

No.

No way.

I was not letting this happen.

I could not leave Jay alone with her. Impossible. Completely impossible.

What if Jay actually got pregnant with Alys's child?!😱😱

I was not taking that risk.

I snatched my car keys and bolted straight for the back door.

Fuck.

From now on I couldn't even leave my girlfriend alone around other girls.

Jay's POV

I stepped out of the bathroom after my shower, hair still damp, wearing just my oversized sleep shirt that reached mid-thigh.

Alys had already showered before me. She was currently sitting cross-legged on the bed, grinning at my phone like she had just gotten away with murder.

I paused mid-comb.

"Why are you smiling like you just committed a crime?"

Her grin only got wider.

"Maybe I did... and it was worth every single second."

I narrowed my eyes at her.

What the hell was she talking about?

Whatever. I decided I didn't want to know.

I quickly finished combing my hair and started fixing the bed so the two of us could sleep. We had already eaten dinner, so the plan was simple: crash and talk until we passed out.

I was just fluffing the second pillow when a sharp knock came from the balcony door.

Both of us froze and turned our heads at the same time.

Who the hell knocked on a balcony door?

Then a very familiar voice called out.

"Jay!!!"

Alys and I looked at each other with matching wide eyes.

I immediately walked over and unlocked the balcony door.

The second it swung open, both of us stared.

Keifer Watson was standing there in the dark, holding a random bottle of water like it was a peace offering, breathing a little too hard like he had just sprinted the entire way.

Without waiting for an invitation, he stepped inside, kicked his shoes off in two violent motions, and plopped himself right onto the middle of the bed like he owned the place.

Alys and I spoke at the exact same time.

"What are you doing here?!"

Keifer looked up at us with the most innocent expression a man who had clearly just lost his mind could manage.

"Sleepover?"

10 Minutes' later 

The three of us were sitting in a circle on my bed, each holding a steaming cup of instant noodles like it was some kind of sacred midnight ritual.

Keifer and Alys kept throwing full-strength dagger glares at each other between every dramatic, aggressive slurp. The noodles were the only thing stopping them from actually lunging.

Finally Alys couldn't take it anymore.

"You want me to believe you climbed into a freaking girl's house in the middle of the night... just to deliver us a bottle of water and announce a sleepover?"

Keifer took an especially violent bite of noodles, chewed like he was imagining it was her face, then answered.

"First of all, it's not a 'freaking girl's house.' It's my girlfriend's house. Second, how high of you to think I brought that bottle for you. Let me be extremely clear — it was for Jay only. And about the sleepover... yes. I want one. What's your problem? It's not even my first time sleeping here with her. We've slept together before. And—" he stretched the next word like pure evil, "—naked. You know what happens when a girl and a boy sleep naked, right?"🌚

I choked so hard on my noodles that half of them nearly came out my nose.

Keifer just smiled sweetly at Alys, who was now trembling with pure murderous rage.

I quickly tried to break the tension before blood was spilled on my sheets.

"So... who's taking the couch?"

Both of them shouted at the exact same time.

"Her!"

"Him!"

I was done with life.

Alys crossed her arms. "It's not good for a boy and a girl to share a bed."

Keifer didn't even blink. "It's not good for a boy and a girl to share a bed. But it's absolutely no problem for my girlfriend and me to share one. Now go sleep on the couch and stop being a third wheel."

Alys's eye twitched. "She is my girlfriend. I'm not letting her go. You go sleep on the couch."

Keifer grabbed my right arm.

"You."

Alys grabbed my left arm.

"You."

For exactly three seconds I became the rope in a very aggressive game of tug-of-war.

Then I yanked both hands free and shouted,

"FINE! No one is sleeping on the couch. I'll sleep in the middle!"

The second I lay down, Keifer immediately crawled to my right side and pulled me flush against him like I might disappear. Alys took the left and pressed in so close that even a mosquito would have needed a passport to pass between us.

I was now the filling in a very chaotic sandwich on a bed that was clearly not designed for three people.

I already regretted every life decision that had led me here.

After a while both of them finally drifted off, still holding onto me like two very possessive koalas.

I let out a quiet laugh, pulled Keifer a little closer, and pressed a soft kiss to his forehead. He made a tiny contented sound and nuzzled closer in his sleep.

I looked at the two of them — one on each side, both still slightly frowning even while unconscious.

They acted completely crazy.

But somehow... I was still happy knowing they both loved me this much.

Morning

Morning arrived with a quiet peace that felt completely wrong after yesterday's chaos.

I woke up first.

Keifer and Alys were still clinging to me like two overgrown koalas who had decided I was their personal life support. My entire body ached from being stuck in the same position for hours. My left arm, in particular, had gone completely numb because Keifer had been using it as a full-time pillow.

Very carefully, like I was defusing a bomb, I started peeling their arms and legs off me.

It took longer than it should have.

The second I finally broke free I almost cried from relief.

"Ugh... my hand..." I whispered, shaking it hard. I still couldn't feel my fingers.

I grabbed my phone and slipped out of the room to stretch. The early morning air was cool and fresh. For the first time since Alys landed, everything felt peaceful.

I checked the time.

6:30 a.m.

Way too early for drama.

Then I opened my messages and saw one from CC.

CC: Call me back whenever you see this. It's urgent.

I frowned.

What now?

I called him immediately. He picked up on the third ring.

"Hello, CC. Good morning."

"Good morning, Jay. I found out something important yesterday."

"What is it?"

"L&C Enterprises is facing serious problems in London. My assistant can't hold it anymore."

I blinked. "But you said everything was under control."

"It was. Until someone new joined the other side. And from what I know... he's powerful."

A small knot formed in my stomach.

"Who is it?"

There was a short pause on the other end.

"Sinclair Enterprises."

Keifer's POV

I woke up feeling the side next to me completely empty.

I frowned.

Where the hell was Jay? Had she already woken up?

I rubbed my eyes and sat up.

Then my gaze landed on Alys, still sleeping peacefully like she hadn't spent the entire previous day trying to steal my girlfriend.

My blood pressure spiked, but my brain immediately produced a beautiful, diabolical idea.

I slowly lifted my leg, aimed carefully, and kicked her straight in the ass.

She flew off the bed and hit the floor with a heavy thud, letting out a pained groan.

Alys scrambled up, clutching her butt with both hands, eyes pure murder.

"Keifer fucking Watson, you are DEAD!!!!!"

Before she could launch herself at me I bolted out of the room and down the stairs.

I found Jay in the kitchen, calmly drinking a glass of water. I slid behind her just as Alys came charging down with a slipper raised like a weapon.

"You!!!! You chimpanzee!! You kicked my ass! Now watch me snap your neck!"

She kept chasing me in circles around the kitchen island until we both suddenly slammed into someone who had appeared out of nowhere.

Percy.

I was still standing right behind Jay, so when I slipped I instinctively pulled her down with me.

The four of us collapsed in a chaotic pile on the floor.

Percy at the very bottom.

Then me.

Then Jay.

And Alys right on top of everyone like the final boss.

Percy let out a dramatic scream.

"My hips!!! Baby sistahhhhhhhhhh I think I broke them! Now I can't perform well in bed! How am I supposed to make you an auntie if my hips are gone?!"

I shouted from the middle of the pile, "Percy, shut up! You appeared out of nowhere and made us all fall!"

Alys yelled from the top, "It's all Watson's fault! Nothing good ever happens when he's around!"

Jay's muffled voice came from somewhere under Alys.

"Why am I being dragged into this every single time?!! Why do I always end up as the sandwich filling?!"

While everyone was still shouting and scrambling to get up, I suddenly felt something very hard pressing against my ass.

I froze.

What the...

Then the horrifying realization hit me.

I was lying directly on top of Percy.

Which meant that thing against my ass was...

Percy's.

DAMN IT.

Is his dick gay?!!!!!🌚😶

Jay's POV

I wanted to file an official complaint against all three of them.

Right now we were sitting around the dining table while Tita laughed so hard tears were streaming down her face.

"Oh my god... you kids are literally something else... oh my—" she wheezed, wiping her eyes.

We all looked down in complete embarrassment.

Tita had walked in at the exact moment we became a human sandwich on the kitchen floor and had completely lost it. Thankfully I managed to explain that Keifer had just... shown up early in the morning.

She finally left to make breakfast, still giggling, while the four of us sat there sighing like we had aged ten years in one night.

Keifer broke the silence first.

"Jay, let's eat fast. We're gonna be late for school. I already brought my uniform yesterday. I can shower in Percy's bathroom... or with you, if you want."😘

I glared at him so hard it should have burned a hole through his skull and hissed, "Be quiet. Everyone is here."

Of course the shameless bastard just grinned.

Before I could say anything else, Alys cut in.

"She's not going to school today. We already have plans. She's coming with me to meet my crush."

Keifer's head snapped toward her.

"Who's the unlucky guy who gets to be the sacrificial sheep?"

Alys stuck her tongue out and rolled her eyes. "None of your business."

"Fine," Keifer said immediately. "If Jay's not going, then I'm not going either. I'll just follow her wherever she goes."

Alys looked offended. "Excuse me? I invited her, not you."

Keifer smiled that sweet, dangerous smile. "And I said I'm following her, not you."

Percy leaned forward with a bright expression. "But wouldn't that be the exact same thing? And why don't this handsome face also join?"

Keifer and Alys shouted at the exact same time:

"Shut up!"

Keifer's POV

We were still arguing when Percy decided to jump in again. Everyone immediately made him shut up. He made a pathetic broken sound while Jay sat there eating a banana like her soul had completely left her body.

Watching her take that banana so deep sent a very not-innocent thought straight to my brain.

She would take me so well in her mouth.

Even though I am big, I would make sure it goes all the way down her throat.🌚🤭

I grabbed an apple and bit into it aggressively.

The apple looked exactly like Jay's boobs — pink, juicy, perfect.🌚😚

Since I couldn't have the real ones right now, I would just imagine.

While I was busy destroying the apple with my teeth, a random memory hit me.

Yuri once mentioned that his crush is also named Alys.

Is it possible that they're the same person?

Impossible !

Just a common name.

There couldn't possibly be that much coincidence in one lifetime.

...Right?👀

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𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨, 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭'𝐬! ❤️

So, did you enjoy the chapter? 👀✨

Keifer and Alys are officially sworn enemies... and Yuri has a crush on Alys! 👀😂

Now, Alys's father's company, Sinclair, is against Jay's company... so does that mean they are going to become rivals? 🤔

Why would Keifer's father force Keifer and Alys to be together?

Is there something Keifer's parents are hiding? 👀

And most importantly... why isn't Jay's grandpa coming forward in front of Jasfer? 😶‍🌫️

And Angelo... does he know something? 👀

𝐒𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬... 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞, 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞! ❤️‍🔥

A lot is coming up in the upcoming chapters, and I really hope you all enjoy the journey! 🥹❤️

I'm expecting at least 40 votes and 120 comments! 👀🔥

Let's see if my sweetheart's can make it happen! 😭😂❤️

𝐓𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧, 𝐛𝐲𝐞 𝐛𝐲𝐞! 👋🏻

𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲! 😊♥️