Nathalia POV
“What’s the meaning of this?!”
“Jerry!” I was squirming again trying to get out of Jayden’s hold but he wouldn’t budge.
“Hmm…saved by the bell, my queen?” He was breathing hard, his lips by my jaw. He kissed me sloppily on my lips before pulling back to face Jerry. It all happened so fast that I was not able to react.
“Jayden!” Jerry was about to pounce on Jayden, but my perpetrator held an arm in front of him.
“You wouldn’t like to do that, Jerald. You wouldn’t like your hands to be dirtied with my blood, your own brother, would you?” Jayden said coldly. I saw Jerry clenched and unclenched his hands.
At that moment, I could not move. I could not even say that they are not brothers. I was frozen by what Jayden did. I was disgusted with his touch, his breath on my ski
