Jayden

Jaden. He's got crowds of fans chasing him. You are a simple girl for whom fate decided everything. One day, you and your friends decided to go to a bar and unwind. You kept telling yourself, "I'll just have a little drink." But it wasn't true... And so it went, one drink after another. At the same time, Jaden was sitting next to you. He apparently came there to relax too. All this time he watched you, your burning and intoxicating eyes, he listened to your laughter and looked at your charming smile that never left your face.

By the end of the evening, you were barely standing. All your friends had scattered, there was no taxi, and you still had a long walk home ahead of you. You were already walking barefoot on the cold asphalt, your feet bleeding. Suddenly, you tripped and collapsed on the road. Suddenly, someone's strong, warm arms grabbed you from behind. You turned around and saw Jayden. You don’t remember it yourself, but after that everything went blank, and in the morning you found yourself in his warm bed, and he greeted you with a gentle smile.

After that, everything started spinning. Dates, walks, sleepovers, hugs, the first kiss... That's how you started dating. Of course, Jaden's fans still didn't give him peace, even knowing he actually had you. They kept hoping he'd come to his senses and leave you for one of them.

One Friday night, Jaden was heading to the same club to relax and spend time with friends. You, in turn, burned him with a jealous gaze.

• Will there be girls there? You asked with obvious displeasure.

• They will, but I won’t know these ladies and I don’t want to have anything to do with them. Jayden answered firmly.

You couldn't resist, sat him down on the sofa, took lipstick from his makeup bag, put on some lipstick and kissed his neck, leaving a possessive mark on him.

• That's better. You said with satisfaction. Jayden chuckled and said,
• My darling, is this necessary?