One afternoon, the office was quiet and normal, the kind of day where everything felt settled.
Jay was working at her desk, organizing Keifer's appointments and replying to emails, when the door opened.
A woman walked in.
She was beautiful—elegant, confident, and dressed in a designer suit that fit her perfectly. Her hair was styled flawlessly, and her smile was bright, almost too bright.
She walked straight toward Keifer's cabin without waiting for anyone to stop her.
Jay felt a small chill in her stomach, but she tried to ignore it.
The woman stopped in front of Keifer's cabin and knocked.
Keifer opened the door.
The woman's smile widened. "Keifer!"
Before anyone could react, she stepped forward and hugged him tightly.
Jay's eyes widened.
Keifer did not hug her back.
Instead, he immediately pulled her away, his expression calm but firm.
"Please," Keifer said, his voice controlled. "This is not appropriate."
The woman blinked, surprised. She smiled again, as if it was all a joke. "Oh come on, Keifer. We've worked together for years."
Keifer's gaze remained steady. "That doesn't give you the right to hug me without my permission."
Jay watched everything from her desk, her heart pounding.
She knew Keifer was right. She knew he wasn't doing anything wrong.
But she couldn't stop the insecurity from rising inside her.
The woman stepped back, her smile fading slightly. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to cause any trouble."
Keifer's voice was calm. "You did."
The woman looked at Jay, then back at Keifer. "I didn't know she was here."
Jay's heart tightened.
She felt a strange mix of anger and hurt.
She stood up slowly, her hands trembling slightly.
Keifer noticed her standing and turned to her.
Jay's voice was calm, but her eyes betrayed her feelings. "Sir, are you okay?"
Keifer's gaze softened when he saw her.
He walked toward her and gently touched her shoulder. "I'm fine."
Jay nodded, but her heart still felt heavy.
The woman looked between them. "So, you're the assistant everyone's been talking about."
Jay's heart tightened.
She forced a smile. "Yes, I am."
The woman's smile returned. "You're very lucky."
Jay felt a flash of anger. "I'm not lucky. I'm working hard."
The woman laughed softly. "Of course you are."
Keifer stepped in, his voice calm but firm. "If there's nothing else, you can leave."
The woman nodded, her smile fading. "Of course."
She turned and walked away.
Jay watched her leave, her heart still pounding.
Keifer stood beside her, his presence calm.
Jay looked up at him, her eyes filled with insecurity. "Why did she hug you like that?"
Keifer's expression was calm. "Because she thinks she can."
Jay's voice trembled. "Did you know her?"
Keifer nodded. "Yes."
Jay's heart tightened. "Do you like her?"
Keifer's gaze softened. "No."
Jay's voice was quiet. "Then why did she hug you?"
Keifer's voice was calm. "Because she thought she could get close to me. But she can't."
Jay felt a small tear form in her eye.
She looked away quickly, not wanting Keifer to see her weakness.
Keifer gently turned her face toward him and looked into her eyes.
His voice was soft. "Jay."
Jay's voice was shaky. "I know you didn't do anything wrong."
Keifer's gaze remained steady. "Then why are you hurting?"
Jay's voice trembled. "Because I saw it."
Keifer's eyes softened. "I'm sorry."
Jay shook her head. "It's not your fault."
Keifer stepped closer and hugged her gently.
Jay hugged him back tightly, her heart pounding.
Keifer's voice was soft. "You're the only one I want."
Jay's tears fell quietly. "I know."
Keifer kissed her forehead. "I'm here."
Jay nodded, feeling a sense of safety.
She knew Keifer loved her.
She knew he was faithful.
But she also knew her insecurities would sometimes rise, and she would need him to remind her of the truth.
Keifer held her close, and Jay felt her heart slowly calm down.
Because even in the moments of insecurity, Keifer was there.
And that was all she needed.
After the woman left, the office seemed to return to normal.
But Jay's heart still felt heavy.
She tried to focus on her work, but her mind kept replaying the hug, the way the woman acted like she owned Keifer, the way she had stepped into their space without permission.
Jay felt like she was drowning in a sea of insecurity.
Keifer noticed.
He walked up to her desk, his footsteps quiet and steady.
Jay looked up at him, her eyes still slightly red.
Keifer leaned on the edge of her desk, his voice calm. "Jay."
Jay swallowed, her voice small. "Sir."
Keifer's gaze softened. "Don't call me sir."
Jay blinked. "I'm sorry."
Keifer's expression turned gentle. "You don't have to be formal with me. Not here."
Jay's eyes filled again. "I'm just… I don't like seeing other women being close to you."
Keifer's expression softened, and he sat on the chair beside her desk, close enough that she could feel his warmth.
He reached out and gently took her hand.
Jay's heart fluttered.
Keifer's voice was calm but full of emotion. "Jay, listen to me carefully."
Jay nodded, her voice trembling. "Yes."
Keifer's gaze was steady. "You are the only woman I want."
Jay's eyes widened slightly. "But what about her?"
Keifer's expression remained calm. "She is just a representative. She has no place in my life."
Jay's voice was shaky. "But she hugged you…"
Keifer's voice was firm. "And I stopped her."
Jay looked down at their hands, her voice quiet. "I saw it."
Keifer nodded. "Good. Because I want you to know that I won't let anyone cross the line."
Jay's tears fell again. "I just feel… scared."
Keifer's thumb stroked her hand gently. "Why?"
Jay swallowed. "Because I'm not like you."
Keifer's gaze softened. "What do you mean?"
Jay's voice trembled. "I'm not from your world. I'm not rich. I'm not confident like you. I'm just… me."
Keifer's expression softened even more. "Jay."
Jay looked up at him, her eyes shining with unshed tears. "I feel like you could lose interest in me any day."
Keifer's voice became quiet. "I won't."
Jay's eyes widened. "How can you be so sure?"
Keifer's gaze remained steady. "Because you're not just someone I love."
Jay's voice trembled. "What am I then?"
Keifer leaned closer, his voice low. "You are my home."
Jay's breath caught.
Keifer continued, "I don't want anyone else. I don't need anyone else. I want you, Jay. Only you."
Jay's tears finally fell freely.
Keifer gently wiped them away with his thumb.
He leaned closer and kissed her softly on the lips, slow and tender.
Jay closed her eyes, her heart racing.
Keifer pulled back slightly, his forehead resting against hers.
"I'm sorry I scared you," Keifer whispered.
Jay's voice was small. "You didn't."
Keifer's voice was gentle. "But I want you to feel safe."
Jay nodded. "I do."
Keifer's hand moved to her cheek, holding her gently.
"I will always protect you," Keifer said. "And I will always choose you."
Jay's voice was quiet. "I love you."
Keifer's voice was steady. "I love you too."
Jay smiled through her tears.
Keifer stood up slowly, his hand still holding hers.
"Come," he said softly. "Let's go somewhere quiet."
Jay nodded, feeling a sense of peace.
They walked out of the office together, hand in hand, leaving behind the world that tried to shake them.
And for the first time since the incident, Jay felt truly safe.
Because Keifer had shown her, in the most honest way, that she belonged to him.
Keifer walked through the office, checking on the employees like he always did. His steps were confident, his presence calm, and the entire floor seemed to move with him.
Jay was standing a few steps away, holding some files she had just collected. She was waiting for him, her heart still a little fluttery from the morning.
Keifer stopped in the middle of the floor and looked around at the employees, making sure everyone was working.
Then, without turning toward Jay directly, he spoke loudly—so everyone could hear.
"Wifey, bring the files here."
The whole office went silent for a moment.
Jay's cheeks burned bright red.
She felt every pair of eyes on her as she walked toward him.
The employees couldn't help but smile, some of them even whispering softly.
Jay walked closer, holding the files carefully.
Keifer glanced at her briefly, his expression calm.
Then, just as Jay reached him, the same representative walked in again—this time with a client.
She stopped near the entrance, watching them with a smile that looked too confident.
She stepped forward without hesitation, acting like she belonged there.
"Keifer," she said, her voice sweet. "We need to discuss the deal."
Keifer's gaze remained steady.
He didn't react immediately.
But then she did something unexpected.
She walked toward him and hugged him tightly.
The office went even quieter.
Keifer didn't hug her back.
Instead, he stepped back and gently pushed her away.
"Don't," he said calmly, loud enough for everyone to hear.
The representative blinked, surprised, but she didn't step away.
She smiled again, trying to act like it was nothing.
Keifer turned his head toward Jay, who was standing right beside him now.
And then he did something that made everyone freeze.
He looked straight at Jay and spoke loudly again, as if he was making a public announcement.
"This is my wife."
Jay's heart raced.
Her cheeks burned even more.
Before she could even react, Keifer pulled her close and kissed her.
Right there.
In front of everyone.
The kiss was deep, confident, and completely his.
Jay's body went weak, and she melted into him.
The representative froze, her smile disappearing.
She realized she had crossed the line.
Keifer pulled back slightly, still holding Jay close.
He looked at the representative calmly.
"Don't ever forget who I belong to," he said, his voice steady.
The representative didn't respond.
She turned and left immediately, her head down.
The employees stared for a moment, stunned.
Then they slowly returned to their work, but the silence remained.
Jay stood there, still breathless, her heart pounding.
Keifer held her close, his hand resting on her waist.
He looked down at her and said softly, but still loud enough for the office to hear:
"My wifey."
Jay's cheeks burned even brighter, but she couldn't help smiling.
She felt safe.
She felt loved.
And she knew that no matter what happened, Keifer would always make sure everyone knew she belonged to him.
The moment Keifer kissed Jay in the middle of the office, everything froze.
People didn't know whether to stare or pretend they didn't see anything. Some of them looked shocked, while others smiled like they'd been waiting for this moment.
Then the silence broke.
Whispers started spreading like wildfire.
"Did you see that?"
"He kissed her in front of everyone!"
"Is she really his wife?"
"I didn't know he had a wife."
Some employees tried to act like they weren't watching, but everyone was talking about it.
Jay returned to her desk, her cheeks still burning with embarrassment. She tried to focus on her work, but her hands were shaking slightly.
She could feel the eyes of everyone on her.
She felt exposed.
She felt… nervous.
But at the same time, she felt proud.
Because she knew Keifer had claimed her in front of the whole office.
She was his.
And he made sure everyone knew it.
Keifer returned to his cabin, but he didn't leave her side. He stood near her desk, watching her calmly, like he was guarding her.
A few employees approached Jay carefully.
"Congratulations," one of them said softly.
Jay smiled politely. "Thank you."
Another employee whispered, "He really loves you."
Jay's heart fluttered.
She nodded slightly, unable to speak.
A few people tried to approach Keifer, but they stopped when they saw his expression. He looked calm, but there was a warning in his eyes.
They didn't want to risk angering him.
Even the ones who usually talked too much stayed quiet.
The gossip spread to the break room.
Employees whispered to each other, discussing the moment like it was the biggest news in the office.
Some were happy for Jay.
Some were jealous.
Some were shocked.
But everyone knew one thing:
Keifer had made his position clear.
And Jay was his.
Jay's phone buzzed with messages.
She saw a message from her friend:
"OMG I saw it! You're officially Mrs. CEO now 😍"
Jay smiled softly, her heart warming.
Then she saw another message from an unknown number.
She opened it.
It was from the representative.
"You're not supposed to be his wife."
Jay's heart dropped.
She looked up, feeling a sudden chill.
Keifer noticed her reaction immediately.
He walked toward her desk and looked at the message.
His expression didn't change, but Jay could feel the coldness in his eyes.
He leaned closer and whispered, "Ignore her."
Jay nodded, trying to stay calm.
But her heart was still racing.
The office continued to buzz with whispers, but Jay felt a new sense of confidence.
Because she knew that Keifer would always protect her.
And she knew that no matter how many people gossiped, she was his.
And that was all that mattered.
The office finally quieted down as the day ended. Employees packed up and left, still whispering softly about what happened.
Jay stayed behind, finishing a few tasks. She didn't mind the silence. In fact, she liked it. It gave her time to breathe.
Keifer walked out of his cabin and stood beside her desk.
"Come," he said softly, his voice calm.
Jay looked up at him. "Where?"
Keifer's gaze softened. "Home."
Jay's heart fluttered. She smiled and stood up.
As they walked out of the office, the lights turned off one by one. The building was emptying, and the quiet felt peaceful.
When they reached the parking area, Keifer stopped.
He looked at Jay and gently pulled her closer.
"Are you okay?" he asked softly.
Jay nodded, her voice quiet. "Yes."
Keifer's hand brushed her cheek gently. "You looked uncomfortable today."
Jay's eyes softened. "I was… embarrassed."
Keifer's lips curled into a soft smile. "You don't have to be embarrassed."
Jay looked down. "I know. It just felt… public."
Keifer's voice was calm. "I wanted everyone to know you're mine."
Jay looked up at him. "You didn't have to."
Keifer's expression turned serious. "I did."
Jay's heart softened. "Okay."
Keifer's eyes softened, and he leaned in to kiss her.
It was a slow kiss—gentle, passionate, and full of love.
Jay closed her eyes, melting into him.
When they pulled apart, Jay rested her forehead against his chest.
Keifer whispered, "You're mine."
Jay smiled softly. "And you're mine."
They stood there for a moment, holding each other, feeling the warmth of their love.
But the problem wasn't over yet.
The representative's message was still on Jay's phone.
Keifer noticed Jay's hesitation.
He took her phone gently and read the message.
His expression didn't change, but Jay could feel the tension rising in him.
Keifer's voice turned cold. "She thinks she can challenge you."
Jay's heart raced. "Should we do something?"
Keifer's gaze hardened. "Yes."
He opened his phone and called his assistant.
"Send a message to her company," Keifer said calmly. "Tell them their representative is behaving unprofessionally and is not welcome in our office again."
Jay watched him, stunned. "Sir… you're doing this for me?"
Keifer's voice softened. "No. I'm doing this because she crossed a line."
Jay felt a wave of emotion. "Thank you."
Keifer looked at her. "You don't have to thank me."
Jay's eyes filled. "I want to."
Keifer smiled softly. "Then say it properly."
Jay smiled through her tears. "Thank you, Keifer."
Keifer leaned closer and kissed her again, this time more tenderly.
"I love you," he whispered.
Jay's voice was small. "I love you too."
They stayed there for a moment, holding each other.
Then Keifer spoke again, his voice calm but firm.
"No one will ever disrespect you."
Jay smiled. "I know."
Keifer's hand held her close. "Good."
They walked to their car together, still holding hands.
As they drove home, Jay felt a sense of peace.
She knew Keifer would always protect her.
She knew he would always stand for her.
And she knew she belonged to him.
When they reached home, the quietness felt comforting.
Jay still had the lingering stress from the office incident, but being with Keifer made her feel safe again. She could finally breathe.
Keifer walked inside first and switched on the lights. The house was calm and peaceful, just the way Jay liked it.
Jay stood near the entrance, watching him. She felt her heart soften.
Keifer turned to her and smiled—a small, genuine smile that reached his eyes.
"Come here," he said softly.
Jay walked toward him.
Keifer didn't say anything more. He just pulled her close and hugged her tightly.
Jay rested her head on his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart.
For a moment, she didn't need words. She just needed the feeling of being held.
Keifer's arms tightened around her, like he didn't want to let go.
After a few moments, Keifer gently lifted her chin and looked into her eyes.
"You're safe," he said, his voice calm.
Jay swallowed, her eyes shining. "I know."
Keifer leaned closer and kissed her forehead.
Jay closed her eyes, letting the warmth of the moment fill her.
Keifer whispered, "I don't want anyone to ever make you feel small."
Jay nodded. "I know."
Keifer guided her to the sofa, and they sat together, side by side. Jay rested her head on his shoulder, and Keifer wrapped his arm around her.
They sat in silence for a while, just enjoying the peace.
Then Keifer spoke softly, "You were strong today."
Jay smiled faintly. "I wasn't."
Keifer's hand gently stroked her hair. "You were."
Jay looked up at him. "You always protect me."
Keifer's voice was quiet. "Because you deserve it."
Jay's eyes softened. "I don't know what I did to deserve you."
Keifer smiled. "You didn't do anything. You just exist. And that's enough."
Jay felt her heart flutter. She leaned into him, feeling safe and loved.
Keifer kissed her softly again—gentle and tender, like a promise.
Jay closed her eyes, letting the moment sink in.
They stayed like that for a long time, just holding each other, letting the world fade away.
Before Jay knew it, she felt her eyelids getting heavy.
Keifer noticed and stood up.
"Come," he said softly. "Let's sleep."
Jay nodded and allowed him to guide her to the bedroom.
They lay down together, side by side, still holding hands.
Jay felt Keifer's warmth beside her and knew, without a doubt, that she belonged there.
That night, Jay fell asleep feeling protected, loved, and truly at peace.
Because Keifer had shown her, once again, that she was his—and he would never let anyone take her away.