Jay's POV
Time flies when you are no longer running for your life from corrupt syndicate leaders, dodging assassination plots, or managing the heavy, blood-soaked crown of the League's underground underworld.
Exactly one month had passed since graduation day. Looking back, it felt like an absolute blur of late-night study sessions, frantic board meetings, and the sweet, chaotic rhythm of a life finally settling into peace.
Everything had fallen into its proper place. Percy had officially assumed the mantle of CEO for the Mariano Group, stepping into the corporate boardroom with the exact same commanding presence he used to rule the streets. He was handling the family empire like a natural born king.
Meanwhile, Aries chose to forge his own path, building his own independent tech and logistics company from scratch. In just a short month, his ventures were already pulling in an insane amount of profit, proving that his vision was lethal whether it was holding a gun or a corporate pen.
Even the little ones were growing up. Our sweet Grazel Jay was getting a little bigger now, her chubby cheeks and bright eyes bringing an abundance of light into our home every single day.
And Keigan, bless his wild soul, had finally been admitted into Section E. He was officially part of the legendary, chaotic circle, fitting right in with the rest of the troublemakers who had practically raised him.
The romance was thriving, too. Angelo and Ion had already tied the knot in a private, breathtaking ceremony. To make things even more perfect, Ion was pregnant with their first child, her radiant glow a constant reminder that life always blooms after the darkest winter.
Mia and Felix had finally stopped dancing around their feelings and were officially a couple, their playful bickering turning into sweet, genuine devotion.
And to top it all off, Honey and Percy were officially engaged. My brother had finally locked down the girl of his dreams, and Honey was glowing with the anticipation of her own future.
But today? Today wasn't about the corporate mergers, Section E's latest pranks, or the upcoming baby showers.
Today was my wedding day. Today, I was marrying Keifer. He somehow managed in convincing my dad and brothers.
I stood frozen in front of the massive, floor-to-length mirror in the bridal suite, staring at the woman looking back at me. It felt surreal. I was no longer the fierce, leather-jacket-wearing "Bloody Crimson" who commanded instant terror from mafia bosses. Today, I was a bride.
My wedding gown was a masterfully crafted work of art. It featured a strapless, fairytale-sheer illusion bodice heavily encrusted with geometric silver sequins and rhinestones that caught the morning light, glittering like a constellation across my skin. Below the shimmering bodice, a voluminous, floor-length skirt made of crisp layers of ivory tulle cascaded down around my feet, billowing softly with every breath I took. It was the perfect blend of modern elegance and ethereal romance—a dress fit for a queen who had survived the shadows and emerged into the light.
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Behind me, the room was a vibrant flurry of activity. My beautiful bridesmaids were dressed in stunning, vibrant orange dresses, a bold color that perfectly captured our fiery, unconventional spirits.
Across the hall, I knew the groomsmen were looking sharp and distinguished in tailored, deep blue suits, waiting to stand by Keifer's side.
Soon, the girls approached me, their heels clicking softly against the marble tiles.
"Jay, you look absolutely beautiful," Aya breathed, her eyes wide as she adjusted a stray layer of my tulle skirt.
"You look divine, seriously," Mica added, her usual tough exterior melting into pure awe.
"Keifer is genuinely going to faint the exact second he sees you walking down that aisle."
Freya let out a low whistle, crossing her arms with a smirk.
"Someone must control Keifer from carrying you right away after seeing you. If we don't hold him back, he'll skip the reception entirely and take his bride straight to the penthouse",Honey added.
I felt my cheeks flare up with a sudden heat, a nervous but wildly happy chuckle escaping my lips. Before I could retort with a characteristic threat to punch them, the door clicked open.
My breath caught in my throat as Tita Gemma, Lola, and a beautifully glowing Ion walked into the room. The moment Tita Gemma and Lola laid eyes on me, their eyes grew deeply watery. The sheer amount of love and tears unshed in their gaze made my throat tighten with emotion.
Lola stepped forward, her fragile, trembling hand reaching up to gently touch my cheek. "My Jay... you are so big now. It feels like just yesterday you were a stubborn, fierce little girl running around with scraped knees. Now, you are a stunning bride."
Ion smiled softly, her hand resting instinctively over her pregnant belly. "You look like an angel , Jay. Truly. Keifer doesn't stand a chance today."
Before the tears could actually spill and ruin my meticulously applied makeup, the double doors swung open once more. Aries and Angelo walked into the suite.
Aries stopped dead in his tracks, his eyes sweeping over my glittering gown and the voluminous tulle. True to his annoying, protective, and deeply loving nature, a smirk crawled onto his face.
"Well, well, well," Aries drawled, leaning against the doorframe. "At least you don't look like a monkey today, Jay-Jay."
I rolled my eyes, my hand instinctively twitching. "Shut up, Aries. I will literally punch your horoscope into next week if you ruin this moment."
Angelo laughed softly, stepping past my brother to offer me a warm, genuine look of profound pride. "Ignore him, Jay. You look absolutely beautiful. Beyond words."
The time had finally come. The heavy wooden doors of the main grand hall loomed ahead.
Angelo and my father stepped to my sides, their expressions a mix of deep emotion and fierce pride. They each held my hand, their grips firm and reassuring as the grand doors slowly began to swing open.
The hall was an absolute masterpiece, completely transformed into a breathtaking paradise decorated in a luxurious white and golden theme. Thousands of white roses draped down from the ceiling, illuminated by the warm, flickering glow of golden fairy lights and massive crystal chandeliers.
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But my eyes didn't linger on the decorations. They locked onto the very end of the grand aisle.
There he was. My man. My protector. My future.
Keifer was standing perfectly tall at the altar, wearing a tailored black tuxedo set with intricate geometric embroidery tracing along the lapels and shoulders, perfectly mirroring the geometric patterns on my own gown.
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He looked devastatingly handsome. The sharp lines of his jaw, the perfect styling of his dark hair, and the intense, unyielding focus in his gaze made me completely forget to breathe for a solid second.
The rest of the room completely faded into a blur of white and gold. The only thing that existed was him.
Step by step, my father and Angelo guided me down the aisle. When we finally reached the altar, Angelo and my dad gave my hand a final, tender squeeze before placing it gently into the warm, strong hands of Keifer.
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Keifer's POV
The doors opened, and the entire universe stopped spinning.
I had prepared myself for this moment for months. I had rehearsed my vows, picked out the perfect tuxedo, and told myself a thousand times to remain calm and collected.
But the exact moment "Jay-jay" stepped through those doors, every single ounce of my composure dissolved into thin air.
She was looking like an absolute angel. No—even an angel couldn't compare to the sheer, breathtaking beauty of the woman walking toward me.
The strapless, fairytale-sheer illusion bodice heavily encrusted with geometric silver sequins and rhinestones glinted under the crystal chandeliers like stars captured just for her. The voluminous, floor-length skirt of crisp ivory tulle floated around her like a cloud, making her look entirely otherworldly.
She was so incredibly beautiful that a physical ache bloomed in my chest. I literally forgot to breathe. My heart hammered violently against my ribs, loud enough that I was certain the priest could hear it. I was so deeply mesmerized, so thoroughly lost in her look, that the rest of the world ceased to exist.
When her dad and Angelo handed her over to me, my hands shook slightly as I clasped hers. Her skin was warm, a solid anchor pulling me back to reality.
I couldn't tear my eyes away from her face. I was staring so intensely, completely trapped in her spell, that Jay had to lean in slightly and snap me out of my thoughts.
She gave a tiny, knowing smirk, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "Hey, Watson. Breathe. You're spacing out on our wedding day."
A low, dark chuckle rumbled in my throat as I leaned down slightly, my lips brushing close to the shell of her ear so only she could hear me. The intense, possessive love I felt for this woman flared up, overriding my initial shock.
"Jay," I whispered, my voice dripping with deep, heavy promise. "I promise you, I won't let you sleep tonight."
I pulled back just enough to see the immediate effect of my words. A deep, delicious crimson blush rushed up her neck and flooded her cheeks, contrasting beautifully with her ivory veil.
But because she was the fierce Head of the League, she didn't just back down. She swallowed hard, narrowed her eyes playfully, and leaned in closer to me.
"I will also keep you awake the whole night, soon-to-be hubby," she whispered back, her voice a sharp, seductive challenge that made my own blood run hot.
Before we could trade any more scandalous promises, the priest cleared his throat with a warm smile, gesturing for us to face each other. The grand hall fell into a reverent, expectant silence as he asked us for our wedding vows.
I took a deep, steadying breath, looking directly into the eyes of the girl who had saved me from my own darkness.
"Jay-Jay," I began, my voice clear and unwavering, echoing through the white and gold hall. "I broke your heart and your trust once, a mistake that will always be the greatest regret of my life. But still, despite the pain, you gave me a second chance. You saw the real person behind my Watson name. You looked past the dangerous reputation, the scars, and the walls I built, and you loved me anyway."
A soft murmur went through the crowd, and I saw a tear slip down her cheek. I squeezed her hands tightly.
"You were the one who truly loved me unconditionally after my mother passed away. You didn't just accept me, Jay—you accepted my brother wholeheartedly, making him a true part of your family. You gave me a home when I thought I was destined to wander in the dark forever. I promise to protect you, to stand by your side through every mafia war or quiet evening, and to love you until the scientist find the end of the universe."
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Jay's POV
My eyes blurred completely with tears as Keifer spoke his vows. His words cut straight through all the armor I had wore for years, leaving my heart completely exposed and overflowing with love.
When it was my turn to speak, I let out a shaky, emotional breath, a tearful smile breaking across my face.
"Yes, you are a gago, an asshole, and the absolute King of Uplongs, Keifer," I started, making the entire crowd break into sudden, loud laughter, breaking the heavy tension in the room.
I chuckled through my tears, looking right into his fierce, dark eyes. "But you are my king of Uplongs. You stayed with me when absolutely no one else was there. You trusted me when the entire world doubted my strength and my choices."
I took a step closer, my tulle skirt rustling softly. "You were there with me through my deepest trauma, holding me together when I felt like I was breaking into a million pieces. You accepted me with all my clumsiness, my temper, and my chaotic life. You never tried to change me; you just loved me louder. And today, I give you my whole life, Keifer. I am yours, completely."
"By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife," the priest proclaimed, a wide smile on his face. "You may now kiss the bride."
Keifer didn't waste a single millisecond. His large hands came up to frame my face, his thumbs gently wiping away my tears before he leaned down and pulled me into a soft, deeply passionate, and lingering kiss.
It was a kiss that sealed every promise, every battle won, and every drop of blood we had shed to get to this exact moment.
The entire hall absolutely erupted into chaos.
"JAYFER! JAYFER! JAYFER!" our friends shouted at the top of their lungs, stomping their feet and whistling like a bunch of wild teenagers rather than elite members and corporate executives.
As we finally broke the kiss and walked down the stage hand-in-hand as Mr. and Mrs. Watson, the Section E boys immediately swarmed us with their characteristic funny reactions.
"Bro! Keifer actually pulled it off! He married the Mutya !" Blaster cheered, throwing his hands in the air.
"I can't believe Bloody Crimson is officially off the market. Does this mean we have to refer to Keifer as the First Gentleman of the Underworld now?!" Zen, dodging a playful glare from Keifer.
Before the boys could cause a full riot, my brothers stepped into the fray, their protective stances immediately locking onto my new husband.
Angelo clapped a heavy, slightly threatening hand onto Keifer's shoulder, while Percy and Aries stood right beside him with narrowed, calculating eyes.
"Listen closely, Watson," Angelo muttered, his voice dropping into a low, joking but deadly serious tone. "You might be her husband now, but if you ever make her cry or break her heart again, we don't care if you're a Watson. We will personally hunt you down and bury you where no one will ever find your remains."
Keifer didn't even flinch. He just smiled confidently, wrapping a possessive arm tightly around my waist. "You won't ever get that chance, brother- in -law. She's my life now."
The laughter and cheering continued, but Keifer and I shared a quiet, knowing look. There was one deeply important stop we needed to make before the true celebration began.
Holding hands, we quietly slipped away from the roaring crowd and walked out toward the private, serene garden of the estate, heading toward the beautiful, flower-draped memorial area where Keifer's mother's coffin rested in eternal peace. The air out here was cool, filled with the scent of fresh white lilies and jasmine.
The emotional weight of the moment settled over us as we stood before her final resting place. Keifer's grip on my hand tightened, his eyes growing glassy as he looked down at the beautiful monument dedicated to the woman who had given him everything.
"Mom," Keifer whispered, his voice thick with uncharacteristic vulnerability. He pulled me slightly closer to his side. "I want you to meet her. This is Jay. She's my wife now. She's the incredible, fierce woman I told you about—the one who brought me back to life. I know you're watching over us, and I want to promise you that I am finally happy. I have a family now."
Tears streamed down my face as I leaned my head against his shoulder. "Hello, Mom," I said softly to the peaceful space. "I promise to love, cherish, and protect your son with everything I have. He'll never be alone again."
We stood there in a beautiful, emotional silence for a long moment, feeling an overwhelming sense of peace and blessing wash over us, before finally turning back toward the grand ballroom where the reception awaited.
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Keifer's POV
The moment we stepped back into the bridal holding area, Freya was already waiting for us with her hands on her hips, a wide grin stretching across her face.
"Alright, heavily emotional moments are done for now! Jay, get ready for the reception change. We have a party to start!" Freya commanded, practically shoving Jay toward the changing room.
When Jay finally stepped out for the reception, my jaw hit the floor for the second time today. She had detached the massive, voluminous tulle skirt, revealing a sleek, structured white column skirt detailed with faint, shimmering moon and star motifs and a dramatic, thigh-high side slit that showed off her toned legs. It was sharp, dangerously elegant, and perfectly suited for her.
"As expected from our tomboy," Cin teased from the couch, raising a glass of champagne with a wicked smirk. "Can't stay in a giant princess dress for too long, can you, Head?"
Jay immediately shot her a fierce, sharp glare, though a playful smile tugged at the corner of her lips. "Be very careful, Cin. Just because I'm a bride today doesn't mean I won't hesitate to punch you straight into next week."
The reception was absolute, pure fun. The music roared, the Section E boys dragged everyone onto the dance floor, and the drinks flowed endlessly.
Percy and Honey danced closely, already looking forward to their own big day, while Angelo carefully watched over Ion, ensuring she was comfortable and fed. It was a beautiful, chaotic celebration of the incredible family we had built together after surviving so much darkness, loss, and bloodshed.
But eventually, the night began to wind down, and the clock struck midnight. It was time for us to officially leave for our penthouse.
As we walked out toward the waiting getaway car, the heavy emotions returned. Tita Gemma, Reycee, and Lola immediately started crying, their tears flowing freely as they realized Jay was truly stepping into her new life as a married woman.
Seeing them break down, Jay's fierce exterior completely crumbled. She stopped in her tracks, her own eyes welling up with tears as she wrapped her arms around them, sobbing softly.
"Oh, my sweet girl," Tita Gemma wept, holding her tight. "Be happy. You deserve all the happiness in the world."
Angelo, Percy, and Aries stepped up next, their expressions a mix of profound sadness and deep love. They stepped forward together, wrapping Jay in a massive, fierce brotherly hug.
"We are gonna miss you so much, Jay-Jay," Percy whispered, his voice cracking slightly as he kissed the top of her head. "The mansion is going to be way too quiet without your shouting."
"Take care of yourself, trouble maker," Aries murmured, squeezing her shoulder firmly before looking over at me with a final, trusting nod.
After a round of final, emotional goodbyes, I guided my crying, beautiful wife into the passenger seat of our car. I slid into the driver's seat, started the powerful engine, and drove us away from the cheering crowd, speeding through the neon-lit streets toward our private penthouse.
The drive was quiet, the adrenaline of the day finally fading into an intimate, heavy tension between us. When we finally arrived at the penthouse, the city lights flickered brilliantly through the massive floor-to-ceiling windows, casting long, dramatic shadows across the luxurious room.
Jay stood near the glass, looking out at the city, her breathing slightly shallow. The sleek white column dress caught the moonlight beautifully, the star motifs shimmering softly.
I walked up stealthily behind her, my footsteps completely silent. I wrapped my strong arms around her waist, pulling her back flush against my chest. I felt her breath hitch instantly. I leaned my head down, my lips brushing against the sensitive skin of her neck, before I whispered directly into her ear, my voice deep, dark, and overflowing with possessive desire:
"Ready for tonight, Mrs. Watson?"
Jay violently shivered against me, her face blushing an incredibly hot, deep crimson as she gripped my arms tightly. Hearing her new name on my lips sent a visible jolt through her entire body.
A low, dark, and deeply satisfied chuckle rumbled from my chest as I turned her around in my arms, lifting her up easily to carry my beautiful queen into our bedroom ready to fulfill every single promise we had whispered at the altar.
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