Umm...ok I...I told you that this chapter will be small but I want you guys to feel the exact what I was able to imagine to I just....end up writing this much (4700 words)
I hope you guys won't curse me later.
But...
Also one thing more....I AM GONNA DISAPPOINT YOU...SO BE READY....to forgive me.
Also as always this chapter is also gonna your patience test.
So...
"So? How are you feeling, huh?"
Sophia asked, leaning in with a massive, insufferable smirk that practically screamed mischief.
"See? Look at her, she's already turning completely red!"
Freya pointed out, clapping her hands together, which instantly sent the entire group of girls into a fit of loud, echoing laughter.
Jay's face was practically burning by this point.
She could feel the intense heat radiating off her cheeks as she listened to their relentless, unhinged teasing.
They were standing out in the grand, dimly lit hallway of the hotel, right outside the honeymoon suite.
The group had naturally divided itself into two opposing factions:
the girls were crowded around Jay on the left side of the hallway, while the Section E boys were aggressively crowding around Keifer on the right side.
"Yeah, Jay, it's finally your first night!"
Rakki teased, nudging her shoulder playfully with a sharp wink.
"Finally... the darkness, in which only you two remain!"
Freya added dramatically, throwing her hands in the air and putting on a full, theatrical act that belonged in a suspense drama.
Everyone burst into another wave of laughter.
Jay forced a chuckle, but the moment the jokes about the bedroom and the dark hallway continued, a faint, feeling suddenly crept deep inside her chest.
She tried her absolute best to ignore the rising anxiety, plastering a soft smile on her face and looking down at her hands to hide the sudden tension.
Before she could dwell on it any further, the crowd moved.
"Alright, enough talking!
Time's up, President!"
Percy shouted from across the hall.
With a unified cheer, the boys aggressively shoved Keifer forward, while the girls simultaneously shoved Jay from behind, forcing the newlyweds directly toward each other right in front of their room's double doors.
Jay stumbled slightly, her heavy white gown rustling around her ankles.
She caught her balance just in time to look up.
Keifer was standing merely inches away from her.
His coat was slightly loose, his tie undone by a fraction, and a slow, dangerously handsome smirk was plastered across his face as he looked down at his flustered bride.
Jay's heart did a violent flip.
She bit her lower lip nervously, her eyes darting away to the side to avoid his intense gaze, her hands clutching at the fabric of her dress.
But she didn't even have time to utter a single word.
The very next second, before she could even process the space between them, Keifer swooped down with lightning-fast reflexes.
He slid one powerful arm behind her back and the other beneath her knees, effortlessly lifting her off her feet.
Jay let out a sharp, breathless gasp as she was suddenly hoisted up high against his chest, carried in a perfect, sweeping bridal style.
The heavy wooden door clicked shut, instantly sealing them away from the echoing corridor and the relentless, chaotic teasing of Section E.
The world outside completely vanished, leaving only a thick, breathless silence in the dimly lit honeymoon suite.
Keifer moved with smooth, effortless strength.
He let her feet sink into the plush carpet, but before Jay could even fully process being set down, he stepped deep into her personal space.
With a single, decisive movement, he caged her instantly between his powerful arms,
his large palms slamming flat against the wood on either side of her head.
Jay's back pressed firmly against the solid surface of the closed door.
Her breath hitched sharply, a sudden wave of heat rushing to her face as her heart hammered violently against her ribs.
Unable to hold his intense focus, she cast her gaze downward, nervously biting her lower lip while her fingers instinctively curled into the satin fabric of her wedding gown.
Keifer's lips twitched upward into a soft, breathtaking smile.
He lifted one hand from the door, sliding his warm palm gently up to cradle her flushed cheek, his thumb tracing the line of her jawline with absolute reverence.
"Still so shy?"
he asked, a quiet, rumbling
chuckle vibrating in his chest.
Jay instantly looked up, her eyes wide and confused.
But Keifer didn't tease her further.
Instead, his smile turned incredibly tender, and he slowly leaned forward, resting his forehead completely against hers.
He let out a long, heavy sigh of absolute relief-as if the weight of the entire world had finally been lifted off his shoulders now that she was safely in his arms.
The profound comfort of his touch made Jay's eyes flutter shut.
The last remnants of any lingering anxiety out in the hallway completely dissolved.
She reached out, her hands finding the sides of his torso, her fingers gripping the fine fabric of his vest to anchor herself to him.
Keifer slowly opened his eyes.
Up close, his dark gaze was raw and brimming with an overwhelming cascade of emotions-
love, devotion, and a deep, consuming desire.
They didn't speak;
no words could match the gravity of what was passing between them.
His gaze traveled deliberately down to her parted lips before rising back up to lock with her eyes,
a silent, beautiful question hanging in the air, asking for her permission.
Slowly, he leaned in.
He stopped a mere millimeter away, his warm breath fanning across her lips,
giving her every opportunity to pull away if she wasn't ready.
But Jay didn't move back.
Instead, her grip on the sides of his torso tightened, and she looked back into his eyes with a small, beautiful smile of absolute certainty.
That was all the invitation he needed.
Keifer closed the final, torturous distance.
The moment their lips met, the soft restraint of their earlier kisses vanished, giving way to a deep, consuming passion.
Keifer groaned softly into her mouth, his hand moving from her cheek to the back of her neck,
his fingers tangling into her hair to tilt her head perfectly.
The kiss deepened naturally as he parted her lips, his tongue sliding forward to meet hers in a slow, intoxicating rhythm.
Jay gasped softly against his mouth, but rather than pulling back,
she responded with an equal, fierce intensity.
She arched her back slightly against the door, completely yielding to him while matching his every pace.
Their tongues parted and tangled in a heated, breathless dance, tasting each other deeply, sharing a raw hunger that had been kept under lock and key for so long.
Every press of their lips, every deep, swirling stroke of his tongue was met with an eager, matching fervor from Jay,
her hands sliding up his torso to grip his shoulders tightly.
It was a passionate, unhurried exploration-
a beautiful, uninhibited exchange of their souls that left them both completely intoxicated by the taste of one another.
They finally pulled apart, their lips wet and swollen, both of them gasping for the air that had been so thoroughly stolen from them.
Without breaking contact for even a second, Keifer leaned down and buried his face in the warm crook of her neck, inhaling the intoxicating scent of her skin.
His powerful arms wrapped securely around her waist, pulling her incredibly close against his chest as if he wanted to dissolve the final bit of space between them.
Jay let out a soft sigh, instantly wrapping her arms around his neck and resting her chin comfortably on his shoulder, letting her body melt completely into his strength.
As she held him tightly, her gaze wandered past his shoulder, taking in the rest of their honeymoon suite for the very first time.
The room was bathed in a warm, flickering glow,
lit by dozens of soft candles placed carefully around the space.
In the center stood the grand bed, its crisp white sheets covered completely with a lavish scattering of deep red rose petals.
A small, private smile crept onto Jay's lips at the sight, even as a sudden, intense heat rushed to her face, burning her cheeks a vivid crimson.
Keifer felt the sudden stillness in her posture.
Sensing her distraction, he pulled back just enough to see which direction she was watching.
He turned his head, following her gaze to look at the beautifully prepared bed, and a sudden, rare flush of heat crept up his own neck, too.
But he quickly turned back to face her, his vulnerability instantly morphing into a dangerous, devastating smirk.
"Wanna have a look?"
he asked, his voice low and teasing.
"Huh?"
Jay blinked in confusion, her heart skipping a beat.
Before she could even think to ask anything more,
Keifer swooped down and effortlessly carried her again in a sweeping bridal style.
"Keif...!" she gasped softly, her hands flying to his shoulders.
But he simply leaned down and pressed a quick, firm kiss against her lips, effectively making her quiet and turning her brain to mush.
He walked the few steps over to the grand bed and slowly, with infinite care, laid her down onto the soft mattress.
Through the entire movement, their eyes never once left each other's, bound by an invisible, unbreakable thread.
Keifer moved to hover directly over her, his strong frame casting a protective shadow above her,
while Jay's arms remained wrapped securely around his neck.
His large hands slowly traveled up to her head, his fingers moving with practiced gentleness as he unpinned and removed her delicate bridal veil, tossing it aside.
Jay's heart was now hammering violently against her ribs, the sound echoing loudly in her own ears.
Slowly, without breaking eye contact, Keifer reached down and unbuttoned his suit coat,
slipping it off his shoulders and letting it slide to the floor.
As he did that, Jay's wide eyes never left his, tracking the broad line of his shoulders beneath his shirt.
His hands then found the sides of her head, his fingers sliding into her hair as her head rested against the plush pillow,
her dark locks spreading out like a beautiful halo around her.
He leaned in close, pressing a soft, lingering kiss right on her forehead.
From there, his lips slowly traveled down to her cheeks,
his warm breath fanning across her skin, making Jay's eyes flutter shut as a wave of dizzying pleasure washed over her.
The only sound remaining in the entire room was the synchronized,
heavy cadence of their hot breaths.
Feeling the heat consuming them,
Jay's hands traveled up into his styled hair,
her fingers tangling into the soft strands and pulling him closer as she tilted her head to the side, completely giving him more space.
Keifer kissed his way down to her jawline.
One of his hands tightened firmly around the back of her neck to anchor her,
while his other hand slid down to grip her waist, pressing her hips flush against the mattress.
He then softly pressed his lips against the sensitive skin of her neck, inhaling the sweet scent of her hair.
Jay tilted her head even more, a shiver running down her spine as she suddenly felt the sharp, intoxicating graze of his teeth touching her bare skin.
"Keif...," she let out a soft, breathless moan of pure pleasure, her grip tightening in his hair.
"Mmmh...," Keifer groaned deeply against her skin,
the sound vibrating right through her collarbone as he nipped her neck with a gentle, possessive bite.
He slowly pulled back just a fraction, pressing a soft, lingering, wet kiss on the exact same spot to soothe the sting,
making Jay let out a shaky breath and fiercely tighten her hold around his neck, pulling him down into her warmth.
Keifer tightened his grip on her waist,
lifting her slightly against the mattress before smoothly shifting his weight,
rolling onto his back and pulling her directly on top of him.
In the same fluid motion, his large hand slid up her back, his fingers finding the small metal zipper of her gown.
The sudden change in position brought them flush together, and Jay's arms tightened fiercely around his neck, burying her face into his shoulder.
Zip.
With a slow, deliberate pull, he lowered the track of the gown.
The heavy fabric loosened around her frame, making her breath hitch sharply in her throat.
She bit her lip as her nails dug hard into the fabric of his shoulders, trying to steady the wild rush of adrenaline in her veins.
With practiced gentleness, Keifer rolled her back over, pinning her beneath him once more.
He pulled away just enough to look at her, completely captivated.
She was absolutely beautiful-her chest rising and falling rapidly,
her lips parted as she gasped for air, her dark hair pooling wildly across the entire pillow while her head fell back against the cushion.
A breathtakingly soft smile touched his lips, and he leaned down to press a quiet, lingering kiss right against her forehead.
Jay smiled back, still breathless, her heart hammering wildly.
"Jay..." he called out softly, his voice a low vibration in the quiet room.
"Mm..."
"Open your eyes, sunshine,"
he murmured, his long fingers gently sweeping the wild strands of hair away from her forehead.
She slowly fluttered her eyelashes open, her gaze locking directly onto his in the deep, dim shadows of the room.
The absolute devotion in his eyes was the only anchor she needed.
Keifer carefully pulled her up from the mattress slightly, his arm cradling her torso as his other hand slid around to her back.
Slowly, deliberately, his warm palm slid inside the loosened gown, making direct contact with the bare, sensitive skin of her back.
"Hmm..."
A soft, heavy hum escaped her mouth the moment his warm skin touched hers,
and she immediately hid her face deep into the crook of his chest, overwhelmed by the intensity of the sensation.
But as his hand slid further along her spine, his fingertips brushed against her old scars.
In a split second, a suffocating, violent knot tightened inside Jay's chest.
Her eyelids fluttered, a sudden, terrifying panic trying to force her eyes open.
She fought it with everything she had, tightly screwing her eyes shut,
trying desperately to absorb the feeling and convince herself she was safe in Keifer's arms.
But as his hand slid just an inch lower, the reality of the room violently fractured.
Something deep inside her psychology shifted, and the dam broke.
"You are useless."
"I only want money."
"You should die."
"Just let me taste you once."
A single, burning tear rolled down the side of her eye,
soaking into the pillow.
Her heartbeat skyrocketed, turning into a frantic, deafening thud against her ribs.
Her eyes snapped open suddenly-but she couldn't see the room anymore.
All she witnessed was a vast, suffocating darkness.
The dim candlelight was gone.
The warmth was gone.
She couldn't find anyone.
"Keifer..." she whispered, her voice cracking, completely lost in a waking nightmare.
Suddenly, she felt the phantom sensation of a hand touching her bare back.
The touch felt cold, predatory, and violent.
Driven by pure, instinctual survival, Jay used every ounce of her remaining strength to violently push that touch away, her body thrashing wildly against the mattress.
"Keifer... please save me!"
she whispered in agony, heavy tears rolling down her pale cheeks in a frantic torrent.
She couldn't hear his voice anymore.
The room was dead silent, trapped in the memory of her past trauma.
Then, she felt something warm touch her cheek.
Her breath hitched in absolute terror.
In the shadows of her mind, the face of the monster from her past appeared right above her.
Terrified and fighting for her life, Jay lashed out,
pushing the person hovering over her away with every single ounce of strength her body could muster.
"Ugh... Jay..." a muffled, strained voice cut through the heavy air.
"Keifer..."
Jay called out suddenly, the name tearing from her throat in pure, unadulterated panic.
The terrifying illusion of the monster fractured, and her eyes darted back and forth wildly, desperately searching the shadows of the dimly lit room.
"Keifer... where are you...?"
A broken, ragged sob escaped her throat.
The darkness felt like it was closing in, swallowing her whole.
"Please... Ke... Keifer... take me... take... me away from here,
I'm so sca... scared,"
she wept, completely losing her grounding.
She pulled her knees tightly up to her chest, curling into a ball on the edge of the mattress and crying like a terrified,
helpless child lost in the dark.
Suddenly, a profound, steady warmth enveloped her.
With that single, solid touch, her frantic, ragged breathing instantly began to slow.
The suffocating pitch-blackness in her mind cleared away like mist,
and as her vision rushed back, she saw Keifer.
He was wrapping his powerful arms completely around her, pulling her trembling frame securely against his chest.
His face was etched with a deep, agonizing worry.
"Keifer..." she gasped.
A massive, overwhelming wave of relief washed over her.
Without a second thought, she threw her arms violently around his neck,
burying her face into his shirt as she burst into a fresh,
uncontainable storm of tears.
"Jay..." he breathed, holding her instantly with a fierce, protective grip.
She tightened her hold until her knuckles turned white,
pressing her face deep into the crook of his neck as she cried her entire heart out,
letting years of buried pain bleed into the fabric of his vest.
"Calm down, Jay... it's okay, it's okay, I'm right here,"
Keifer murmured against her hair.
His voice was a calm, unwavering anchor in her storm as he stroked her wild locks with one hand,
his other large palm firmly supporting her trembling waist.
"H... he was there... the mon... monster,"
she stuttered, her voice cracking as she sobbed violently, her entire frame shaking hard against him.
"He was... he was trying to touch me again..."
Hearing those words, a dark, dangerous flash of pure rage filled Keifer's eyes.
His grip on her tightened, his jaw clenching so hard a vein throbbed in his neck.
But the anger was immediately replaced by a crushing, helpless sorrow.
What could he even do against a dead man?
A ghost from her past who was already gone,
yet had left behind nothing but deep, agonizing scars on the woman he loved more than life itself.
A single, rare tear escaped Keifer's eye, tracking down his cheek as the brutal realization hit him that he couldn't rewrite her past.
Forcing his emotions down, he gently pulled her back just enough to look at her.
He cupped her tear-stained face in his large, warm hands.
"Sweetheart! Calm down, sunshine.
No one is going to hurt you here.
I promise you, I will never let anyone harm you.
Please, just breathe with me, calm down,"
he pleaded softly.
But as he spoke, Jay's frantic, unfocused eyes drifted down, landing near his lips.
Blood.
A dark, swelling bruise was forming at the corner of his mouth,
a tiny bead of blood glistening against his skin where her panicked fist had struck him moments before.
"I did that?"
she whispered hopelessly, her tear-filled eyes widening in absolute horror.
Again, a violent sob tore out of her throat.
Jay completely broke down, tearing herself from his grip to hide her shaking face behind her palms,
her head dropping low in deep, agonizing shame.
"Jay..." Keifer called out, panic finally breaking through his stoic composure.
"I know... I know I did it.
I'm so useless,"
she cried, her voice muffled behind her hands.
"No, Ja-"
"No, it's always like this!"
she cut him off fiercely, the self-loathing pouring out of her in a devastating torrent as her body shook violently.
"I'm just a burden!
Just a burden, nothing else!"
Keifer looked at her in absolute disbelief, his heart breaking into a million pieces at her words.
"What are you saying, Jay?"
"I just create problems in your life!
Since the very day I arrived,
I've just been a burden to you instead of being a proper wife!"
she cried out, gasping for air between her heavy sobs.
He opened his mouth to stop her, to pull her back into his arms, but the raw despair completely consumed her,
and she kept going, the words tumbling out like jagged glass.
"Why do you even love me?!
I... I don't deserve it!
I'm ugly... I'm so ugly... my past... my life... I... I thought at least my body... but no,
I couldn't even give you that-"
"JAYYYYY!"
Keifer's voice roared through the silent room, shouting her name with a sudden, thunderous intensity that instantly cut her off,
the sheer pain and desperation in his shout echoing off the walls as those heartbreaking words left her mouth.
"Have you lost your senses?!"
Keifer shouted directly in her face, his voice booming like thunder in the enclosed room.
Driven by a rare, terrifying panic, his hands violently clutched her shoulders,
and he pulled her close with a sudden, sharp jerk that actually hurt.
Jay flinched, her eyes widening in genuine fear.
She looked utterly frightened of him-
this was a raw, volatile side of Keifer she had never once encountered.
"What do you think, huh?
What am I?
A molester?
Who just needs your body?!"
he shouted, his chest heaving as he stared directly into her eyes, completely blinded by the agony of hearing her call herself ugly and a burden.
His grip on her shoulders tightened even more, making her shrink back.
A fresh, heavy tear slipped down her cheek as she quickly looked down, unable to bear the ferocity in his gaze.
Seeing her flinch away from him instantly shattered Keifer's rage.
The anger drained out of him, leaving behind pure horror at his own actions.
"I'm... I'm sorry... I'm so sorry, Jay,"
he rushed out, his voice cracking as he realized he was hurting her,
suddenly hyper-aware of how harshly he was holding her fragile frame.
He immediately loosened his grip, his hands trembling.
Jay quickly shook her head in a frantic 'no,' letting him know she didn't blame him.
Unable to handle the distance between them, Keifer instantly wrapped his powerful arms completely around her, crushing her against his chest in a desperate embrace.
"I'm sorry,
Jay... I'm really, really sorry."
He pulled back just enough to cup her tear-stained face in his large hands, his eyes raw and thoroughly defeated.
"I'm really sorry... but
what could I even do when you say things like that?"
he asked hopelessly, a broken sigh escaping his lips.
"Jay... I didn't marry you, nor did I love you, for your body."
He stared deeply into her eyes, making sure she heard every syllable.
"I married you because I wanted to be a part of your life.
Every single phase of your life-from the happy, joyful days to the dark days when you are crying in my arms because of your trauma.
Jay, we are life partners.
We aren't here to compete with each other.
We aren't here to keep score or discuss what I did for you versus what you did for me.
We are here to complete each other.
Not just physically, but mentally and emotionally."
Jay just looked at him through a thick veil of tears, a massive, suffocating lump forming in her throat as his words pierced through her self-loathing.
"And you are saying you are ugly?"
Keifer murmured softly.
Leaning down, he pressed a gentle, lingering little kiss directly against her trembling lips.
He let out a soft, breathy chuckle, the tension finally leaving his shoulders.
"If you are telling me that you are ugly,
then I don't think I've ever seen anyone more beautiful than my wife...
who somehow manages to look this stunning even when she's crying and has a running nose."
A watery, choked sob escaped Jay's throat at his sudden, tender humor,
her shoulders shaking as a tiny, involuntary smile tried to break through her tears.
"You're asking me why I even love you?"
he whispered, his tone dropping into a deeply sacred cadence.
Keifer leaned forward, gently resting his forehead firmly against hers,
closing his eyes as their breaths mingled once more.
"Jay... even I don't know why I love you.
But I do.
I only love you.
I don't know the exact reason, but I know I am completely ready to burn this entire world down for you if it keeps you safe.
I don't know why, but I am ready to let go of every single piece of wealth I own just to have a single look at your face."
He slowly shifted, pressing a deep, reverent kiss against her forehead, before resting his forehead right back against hers.
"I love you, and only you,
until the scientists find the end of the universe,"
he vowed, his voice absolute and unwavering in the dim light.
"I don't need your body,
Jay... I just need your love.
If you are with me,
I am completely ready to spend my entire life without even touching a single finger to you."
For a brief second, she just looked at him.
But then..
A broken, breathless sob escaped her throat as she completely threw herself into his arms, the last of her walls crumbling entirely.
She pressed her face hard against his chest, hiding from the world in the familiar warmth of his embrace, her fingers gripping the fabric of his torso as if she would drown if she let go.
"I'm sorry," she whispered desperately, the words muffled against his shirt.
"I'm so, so sorry."
Keifer let out a quiet, rumbling chuckle despite the heavy unshed tears still burning his own eyes.
"I know. You always say this, sunshine,"
he murmured softly, the absolute fondness in his voice wrapping around her like a protective shield.
He leaned down, pressing a long, deep, and deeply comforting kiss right on the top of her head, letting his lips linger there until her erratic trembling finally began to slow.
Looking down at her, he could see the sheer toll the night had taken.
Her face was pale,
her eyes were swollen from crying,
and her posture was completely drained of the fierce,
unyielding energy she usually carried.
She looked totally, utterly exhausted-a profound weariness that Keifer felt deeply within his own bones as well.
The emotional roller coaster had stripped them both bare.
"Just take some rest now,"
he whispered tenderly, his large hands moving to her shoulders to gently pull her away just enough to guide her down.
With infinite care, he helped her lie back onto the plush mattress,
smoothing the heavy layers of her wedding gown around her so she was comfortable.
He looked down at the intricate, heavy dress she was still wearing.
"Do you want to change out of the gown, Jay?"
Keifer asked softly, his hand reaching out to brush a stray, damp lock of hair away from her cheek.
But Jay just weakly shook her head against the pillow.
She didn't have the strength to move, let alone change.
Instead of answering with words,
her trembling fingers reached out and tightly latched onto the hem of his shirt,
silently begging him not to leave her side for even a second.
Keifer noticed the tight, desperate grip of her fingers.
A soft, incredibly gentle smile touched his lips.
Without a word, he shifted his weight and lay down right beside her on the bed,
completely unbothered by the rose petals scattering around them.
He looped one powerful arm securely underneath her neck, pulling her flush against his chest so her head rested right over his steady, beating heart.
"Sleep. I'm right here,"
he murmured into the quiet darkness, his arm wrapping around her waist to hold her tight against the rest of the world.
The heavy, suffocating exhaustion finally took complete control over her body.
Jay's heavy eyelids fluttered closed, the lingering shadows and fears of the past completely dissolving under the absolute safety of his embrace.
As the rhythm of his breathing anchored her soul,
the very last thing she remembered before slipping into a deep,
dreamless sleep was the comforting pressure of a soft, lingering kiss pressed gently against her forehead.
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Ok I don't know but...yeah I just love her trauma and him taking care of her in that.
And if you're gonna ask me if I'm gonna include their literal honeymoon.
So the answer is yess.
I'll try my best to write as much deep I could and not that deep that it violates my innocence.
But ofc....this book is not just a book but a patience test.
So till then
Bye bye
Love u ❤️ buddies