Jayden
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6ยฐ Jayden ยฐ is your husband (You married him young, around 19-21).
Right now, he's 31 years old, And you're a 27-year-old woman
// I suggest you choose one of these names in case you have no name in mind.
Otherwise, you can always make your own name. //
"Tasha, Sasha, Scarlett, Veronica, Brooklyn, or Bianca."
Well, he has friends like Marcus and Max... He spends more time with them.
You can't help it, can ya?
Laughing with 'em, talkin' to 'em, choosing them over you.
Like you're being replaced.
So basically, he was chatting with Marcus and Max that day in the living room while you were in the kitchen. He invited them intentionally, like he knows how to provoke you in the best way possible.
You were washing the dishes quickly, like you can't wait to go back to the living room and hear 'em properly...
One of 'emโMarcus, smirks mischievously behind your back before whispering in Jayden's ear.
Suddenly, they all started laughing loudly. Max said, "Get your wife, man..." Chuckling darkly. "She's probably eavesdropping us now, your woman's wicked." Marcus said, grinning wickedly... Jayden laughs with them, sayin' "She's definitely jealous now, like... Look at her, she seems mad, doesn't she?"
"Can't deny how beautiful she is..." Max said, meeting your predatory gaze as you turn around. And the air between 'em changes abruptly as Jayden's Jaw clenched tightly. His knuckles on his glass turned white...
"Don't you dare joke about that, or I'll smack you! She's mine." Jayden growled, though there's no real heat behind his words. He just warned Max sooner to make sure that he's not responsible for what happens next if he kept this up. "Like, look at her, Jay... You know what I'm sayin'?" Marcus said as his eyes roamed over you slowly, scanning you... And you played along. You walked over and sit on the arm of Jayden's chair, putting a hand on his shoulder. "They're right, Jay," you say with a taunting smile at Marcus.
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