My cousin, Chloe, set her sights on my boyfriend. Little did she know, he's a possessive yandere. When Chloe tried to affectionately link arms with me, attempting to butt into our date, he grabbed her by the throat and hissed coldly: "Stay away from Jade." Chloe was completely baffled. Did he misunderstand something? She was trying to steal him, not me! 1 My boyfriend, Julian, is a certified yandere. He's got the looks, the body, and most importantly, the money. I'm a hermit who loves nothing more than chilling at home. We are a match made in heaven. Today was my grandma's 80th birthday, so I brought Julian along to the party. The moment Chloe saw him, her eyes practically lit up. "Jade, is this your boyfriend?" I knew that look. Chloe wanted him. Sure enough, the second Julian stepped out onto the balcony to take a call, my aunt and uncle pounced. "Jade," my uncle started, his tone reeking of entitlement, "Chloe likes your boyfriend. As her older cousin, you should be generous. Let her have him." I wasn't surprised by their audacity. This family has a history of taking what's mine. When my parents died in a car accident, my uncle and aunt swooped in and took control of my family's entire estate. They called it "safekeeping." When I turned eighteen and asked for my inheritance back, they cursed me out, calling me ungrateful for asking for money after they had "raised" me. But the company they run and the mansion they live in? All originally belonged to my parents. And then there's Chloe. After my parents died, the first thing she did was take over my princess-themed bedroom and steal all my Barbie dolls. From childhood to adulthood, she took countless things from me. Toys, clothes, boyfriends. That's exactly why I chose Julian. He's possessive to a fault. I'm never worried about someone stealing him away. If anything, he's the one constantly paranoid about some wild man stealing me. Seeing my silence, Chloe's face darkened. "You're not willing?" My aunt rolled her eyes and came up with a "brilliant" solution. "How about this, Jade? I won't let you lose out. I'll let your cousin, Mark, be your boyfriend." Mark, my aunt's son from her first marriage, shouted excitedly, "I'm willing!" Back in high school, Mark had tried to sneak into my room in the middle of the night. I smashed a heavy trophy over his head, leaving him bloody and terrified. After that, he only dared to look at me with disgusting, lecherous eyes. That's why I barely ever went back home after starting college. Looking at Mark's greasy face covered in acne, I felt nothing but nausea. My visible disgust clearly offended my aunt. "What's with that look? What's wrong with my Mark? You don't know how many women out there are dying to marry him!" Just then, they saw Julian returning and shut their mouths. As he approached, Chloe whispered venomously, "Jade, I will take Julian from you. Just watch." She looked at Julian with a predatory gleam in her eyes. Her little scheme was doomed from the start. No one knows better than me how much Julian hates other women hitting on him. The man is terrified that if he gets "dirty," I won't want him anymore. 2 During dinner, Julian peeled shrimp for me. Chloe immediately launched into her "pick-me" routine. "Brother Julian, you are so good. You'd rather go hungry just to peel shrimp for my cousin." "Jade is so lucky. She doesn't have to do anything, just sit there and wait to be fed." The subtext was clear: I was unappreciative. Unfortunately for her, Julian didn't buy it. "It's my honor to peel shrimp for Jade," he said, his voice dripping with devotion. "Is that so?" Chloe's eyes glinted. I knew she was even more satisfied with his attentiveness now. Her voice became even more sugary. "Then, Brother Julian, I wonder if I could have the honor of eating a shrimp you peel..." Before she could finish, she let out a yelp, her face scrunching up in pain. My uncle and aunt rushed to ask what happened, but she waved them off with a vague excuse. After all, admitting that she tried to play footsie with Julian under the table and got kicked in the shin would be too humiliating. After dinner, I was watching TV while Julian peeled tangerines for me. Chloe limped over, fuming. "Brother Julian, don't you have anything to say to me?" "My pants are dirty where you touched them. Please pay the dry cleaning bill," Julian said coldly. "And call me 'brother-in-law.' I don't have a shameless sister like you." "You..." Chloe turned red with rage and limped away. I burst out laughing. Growing up, this was the first time I'd ever seen Chloe eat dirt. Julian shot me a glance, his eyes dark. "Funny? Another woman hits on me and you're not jealous? Do you not love me?" "Love, love, love," I said dismissively. "You have high moral standards, so I'm not worried." Julian's gaze was thick with intense affection. "Jade, you can't betray me. If you do, I don't know what I might do." "Don't worry," I said, cupping his face and giving him a loud kiss. "I like you the most." Why would I betray him? He's rich, handsome, loyal, and lets me live my dream life of doing absolutely nothing. I'd have to be insane to leave him. Seeing Mark lurking in the shadows, watching me with his greasy gaze, made me appreciate Julian even more. "Since you love me, come for a walk with me." My face fell. "Can we not?" "No," Julian insisted. "It's good for your health. Don't you want to grow old with me?" I nodded vigorously. "I do, I do!" Funny enough, at first, Julian loved that I stayed home all the time. It meant no other men could see me. But eventually, even he couldn't stand how much of a hermit I was and started dragging me out for fresh air. 3 That night, Julian and I stayed in my old room. It was a small guest room without an attached bathroom. In the middle of the night, I went to the shared bathroom down the hall. Just as I finished washing my hands and was about to leave, Mark burst in and squeezed through the door. I wasn't naive enough to think he didn't know someone was in there. His own room had a bathroom. He came specifically for me. I glared at him warily. "Get out!" Mark didn't move. His greedy eyes raked over me. "Jade, I came here to tell you something." "Say it." I was trapped in the bathroom with him. I didn't dare provoke him too much. "Jade, I've liked you for so many years." "Break up with that Julian guy and be with me." "That Julian... he doesn't look like a good person. You won't be happy with him. Unlike me. You know me." My eyes widened. Is shamelessness genetic in this family? How could he have the nerve to say that? Was he forgetting who snuck into my room back in high school? To stall him, I said, "I'll think about it. I'm tired, I want to go to sleep." I tried to push past him, but he stood like a rock. Mark's face darkened. "Jade, you're brushing me off. I'm not as stupid as you think!" He took a step closer, backing me into a corner. I tried to shove him away, but he grabbed my wrists, pinning me. The fat on Mark's face jiggled as his eyes gleamed with a manic light. "Jade, I love you. Just say yes." He leaned down, trying to kiss my face. Bang! The bathroom door flew open. Julian stood there, radiating a terrifying aura. His voice was ice cold. "What are you doing?!" 4 My eyes lit up. My savior! But the way Julian was looking at both of us... it wasn't friendly. My heart skipped a beat. Why did I feel like I was in trouble too? Illusion. Must be an illusion! Seeing the murderous Julian, Mark's flab quivered in fear, but he quickly composed himself. He puffed out his chest. "Are you blind? I'm on a date with Jade. Truth is, Jade and I are childhood sweethearts. We've been together for ages. She only dated you to make me jealous." "What the hell are you talking about?" I glared at Mark furiously. I underestimated him; he knew how to sow discord. Mark looked at me with a sigh, like I was a naughty child, and clamped his hand on my shoulder. "Jade, didn't we agree? You were going to break up with him today." He shook his head. "You're just too soft-hearted. Fine, I'll do it." "Is that so?" Julian glanced at Mark's hand on my shoulder. His expression was calm, unreadable. Only I knew he was on the verge of snapping. That's just how he is. The angrier he gets, the calmer he looks. Mark, oblivious to his impending doom, lifted his chin arrogantly. "Yes. If you know what's good for you, get out of our lives." "Heh!" Julian suddenly chuckled. Mark was confused. "What's funny?" The next second, the weight on my shoulder vanished. Replaced by Mark's pig-like squeal. Julian had snapped the hand that touched me without a second thought. "Let go! Let go!" Mark's face scrunched up in agony as he begged. Julian let go. Mark sighed in relief, only to scream even louder a second later. With a cold expression, Julian grabbed Mark's shoulder and delivered a precise strike to a pressure point. It was fluid, almost graceful. Mark was now rolling on the floor in pain. So brutal. I loved it! Watching Mark, who had just cornered me and tried to assault me, get beaten to a pulp by Julian was incredibly satisfying. Any fear I had vanished instantly. Julian didn't stop there. He looked down at Mark like he was looking at trash. He stepped on the hand that touched me, grinding it into the floor, finger by finger. Mark wanted to fight back, but one look from Julian froze him. He sensed that resistance would only lead to worse pain. Julian sneered. "Mark, Jade cares about looks. How could she ever like you?" "With your 200 pounds of fat, your crater face, and those beady little eyes?" "Do you think I'm as stupid as you?" "Before you lie, maybe look in a mirror and ask yourself if you're worthy." I nodded enthusiastically. Julian was right! Mark suffered a critical hit to both body and ego, crying snot and tears. The commotion finally attracted my uncle and aunt. Seeing Mark tortured like this, they lost it. "What did you do to Mark?!" 5 Even with my uncle and aunt there, Julian didn't stop. He kicked Mark toward them like he was kicking a soccer ball. "Teaching him a lesson. Are you blind?" After stealing my inheritance, my aunt and uncle had lived a pampered life. They hadn't been spoken to like this in years. Their faces turned black. My aunt screamed, "Are you even human? You beat him like this and think you're right?" Julian's eyes were icy. "Why don't you ask your son what good deeds he was up to?" Seeing his saviors, Mark found his courage. Supported by his parents, he stood up and lied through his teeth. "I just haven't seen Jade in a while and wanted to catch up. Julian misunderstood our relationship and beat me up." "Catching up in the bathroom," Julian mocked. "Your tastes are unique." Hearing this, my aunt turned her wrath on me. "Jade, you little fox! In high school, you lured Mark into your room and beat him bloody. Now you lure him into the bathroom and get your boyfriend to beat him!" I laughed out loud at her absurd logic. Hello? Does she have no shame? Her precious son tried to rape me, and in her mouth, he becomes an innocent, 200-pound child? The more she spoke, the angrier she got. She lunged at me, raising her hand to slap me. Just as I was about to dodge, Julian caught her wrist and slapped her instead. Smack! The force sent my aunt flying. Her head hit the sink, blood trickled down, and she saw stars. My uncle caught her just before she hit the floor. She was too dizzy to even curse. My uncle was furious. "Julian! You hit a woman? Where are your manners?" Julian looked indifferent. "In my eyes, there is only one woman: Jade. Everyone else is just a target. Anyone who dares touch a hair on her head gets a lesson." He raised an eyebrow. "Maybe you want to try?" My uncle, whose body was hollowed out by alcohol and excess, was no match for Julian. He pursed his lips and took a step back. My aunt weakly croaked, "Police. Call the police." My uncle found his spine. "Right! Police! Wait until you're eating prison food!" Mark, even now, hadn't given up on me. "Jade, dating a criminal has no future. Be with me instead." I would have to be insane to be with Mark. But his words made me worry about Julian. Mark sensed it and got cocky. "Or, Jade, if you agree to be with me, I won't press charges against Julian." Julian, who had been looking down with unreadable thoughts, lifted his eyelids. His expression was dark, his smile terrifying. "What kind of daydream are you having?" I knew my uncle's family was done for. Julian hates two things: people coveting me, and people trying to take me away. Mark hit both buttons repeatedly. Judging by Julian's murderous look, he was treating them like dead men walking. But before Julian could act, my aunt slapped Mark. "You unfilial son! I got hit for you, and you want to forgive him for a slut? Are you crazy?" Mark argued back, "Mom, Julian hit you, not Jade! You can't be unreasonable and blame her!" My aunt, red-eyed with rage, started beating her son. Watching this display of "motherly love," I was amused. The tension in my chest eased. Finally, my uncle stopped the farce. "Enough! The priority is to call the police and arrest Julian. Discipline the boy later." My aunt calmed down. "Right. Police. Let's see if you're still arrogant in jail."
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