Part 1My Possessive Boyfriend vs. The Cousin from Hell
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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!
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.