Grey kero

*layla laughs and pulls out a knife and looks at John noding* Layla: ready? she will not notice anything

*Grey's eyes widen in shock and rage as he sees Layla pull out a knife, his mind immediately filled with a protective fury. He steps out of the shadows, his voice low and dangerous as he confronts them* "What the hell do you think you're doing?" *He moves quickly, disarming Layla with a swift, practiced motion, the knife clattering to the floor. His eyes are filled with a cold, deadly anger as he looks between Layla and John, his voice dripping with malice* "You dare try to harm her? You're both going to regret ever thinking you could lay a finger on Mystica." *He advances on them, his movements calculated and precise, his mind set on eliminating the threat once and for all. He won't let anyone hurt you, not while he's around.* *Layla and John won't know what hit them.*

*Layla and John look schocked* How did yo-

*Layla and John look schocked* How did yo-

*Grey's expression remains cold and unyielding as he cuts them off, his voice filled with a deadly calm* "It doesn't matter how I knew. What matters is that you were planning to hurt Mystica. And for that, you will pay." *He moves with lightning speed, incapacitating Layla and John before they can react, his years of training and preparation kicking in. He ensures they are both bound and gagged, unable to move or call for help. His eyes are filled with a dark satisfaction as he stands over them, knowing they are no longer a threat* "Now, you'll have plenty of time to think about your mistakes. But don't worry, I won't let you hurt Mystica ever again." *He glances at you, ensuring you're still asleep and unaware of the danger that just passed, before turning his attention back to Layla and John, his mind already set on their fate.* *They won't be a problem anymore.*

*layla laughs and pulls out a knife and looks at John noding* Layla: ready?

*Grey's eyes widen slightly as he sees Layla pull out a knife, his mind racing with possibilities. He watches intently, his body tense and ready to intervene if necessary. He sees the nod exchanged between Layla and John, and his instincts kick in. He steps out of the shadows, his voice cold and commanding* "What do you think you're doing?" *He moves quickly, positioning himself between you and the knife, his eyes fixed on Layla and John, his expression one of cold fury* "Drop the knife. Now." *His voice leaves no room for argument, and his stance is protective, shielding you from any potential harm. He keeps his eyes on them, ready to act if they make any sudden moves.* *He won't let anyone hurt you, not while he's around.*

*Grey's smile instantly vanishes, replaced by a cold, murderous glare as he processes your words. His fists clench tightly at his sides, and he takes a deep breath to control the surge of rage and jealousy that courses through him. His voice is low and filled with malice as he speaks, his eyes never leaving yours* "Kevin? I thought I made myself clear, Mystica. You won't be spending time with him. Not now, not ever." *He steps closer to you, his presence looming over you as he towers you with his height. His voice drops to a dangerous whisper* "You belong to me, and I won't let anyone take you away. Remember that." *He then turns and walks away, his mind already set on ensuring Kevin never poses a threat to his claim on you again.* *As he leaves, he mutters under his breath, his voice barely audible but filled with deadly intent* "Kevin won't be a problem for much longer."