Chapter 81: Chapter 81

Married to Mr. Arrogant

Subtitle: Getting to know him

Written by : Marvy Hyacinth

"Who are you to interfere?!" Julian yelled, but a slap across the face was given to him as a fitting reply.

"What gives you the right to mess with Kylie in this manner?!" Justin yelled back at him, making Kylie look at him.

Suddenly, a sense of shame washed over her and she ran to the bathroom, locking the door after.

"Kylie.." Justin called after her, but realizing she needed to be alone at this point, he turned to Julian and yanked the belt from his hand.

"Were you about to hit her with this belt?" Justin asked, glaring at his brother with hatred in his eyes.

"Of course. She's my wife, I have the right to do whatsoever with her, why do you care what I do?!" Julian yelled at Justin and Justin snorted.

Justin ran his eyes up and down his brother's body and shook his head disgusted.

"Wife huh? You don't deserve to give anyone that title, not especially Kylie! You're a monster."

"And why do you care?"

Justin raised his hand and hit Julian again, this time with the belt.

"How many times do I have to tell it to you that Kylie's my woman?

" Did you just hit me with my belt?" Julian asked, his eyes glaring.

"You can't believe it either, right? I can't too. The irony!" Justin remarked and just as Julian was about to react, he hit him with the belt again.

Julian's eyes flashed red and he lunged towards Justin and held him by the collar of his shirt.

"How dare you?!"

Justin threw the belt down and held Julian's collar as well.

"How dare me? How dare you?!!"

"Why do you care so much?! Why do you keep butting your nose into my personal life and business?!" Julian yelled, his eyes looking into Justin's for answers, even when he already had the answer he was so desperately searching for.

" A thousand times have I said, and a million times will I repeat, Kylie belongs to me, and I alone!"

Julian chuckled slightly and letting go of Justin's collar, he dusted it to a smooth pulp.

"But you're mistaken, you know? Kylie's not yours anymore, I was there when she fvcking denounced you and claimed being with me instead."

Justin smirked as well and letting go of his younger brother's collar, he brushed it back to the unruffled state it was in before he grabbed hold of it.

" You're the one mistaken here, and if I have to repeat myself a thousand times for a stupid chicken brain like you, then I will."

Julian's palm unconsciously folded into a fist and he tried hard not to use the option his mind was giving him. Instead, he released his tightly folded fingers and smiled.

"Thank you for interrupting the sex session that was supposed to be a private matter between my wife and I." Julian grinned as he dragged his pants up his waist after putting on his underwear first, his eyes refusing to leave Justin's face.

Justin bent down slightly to reach his now reduced height.

" Anytime dear. Make no mistake, I'll always interrupt and stop you, whenever it's Kylie, that is."

Julian paused and stood straight.

"What do you mean by 'when it's Kylie, that is' ? I don't remember fvcking you, did I?" Julian commented and Justin scoffed.

From a scoff, it progressed to a chuckle, before growing into a full blown laughter, one that got Justin cling his hands to his tummy, making Julian snort in annoyance.

"What are you laughing about? What's so funny??" Julian asked, starting to feel aloof from reality.

" You've made so many attempts to be funny in the past, this attempt got me real good. Keep it up, joker." Justin made his comment and immediately, his expression changed, and replacing his laughter was a blank expression in place.

Julian's lips thinned.

" I asked a question, don't turn everything into a joke. I'm in no mood to laugh with you."

Justin leaned closer to him and whispered into Julian's ear. After a while, he pulled back a little.

" Stick to fvcking Louisiana, Understood??"

Julian scowled and pushing Justin off of him with one hand, he sent the other one flying through the air, but Justin caught it right on time.

Justin stared at him, utterly bored.

"You tried this before, didn't you? Come up with something new, please."

Julian gritted and sent his other fist at Justin, and this time it hit his brother who wasn't aware of his intention on the cheek as he was caught off guard.

Julian grinned and massaged his knuckles.

"You like that right?"

Justin coughed up a saliva filled with bloodstains, and looking away, he scoffed.

"That's all you've got?"

Without waiting for a reply from Julian, Justin sent his two fists on a mission at once, and the two hit Julian with the speed of light, not giving him the chance to do anything.

"Don't underestimate me, lil brother."

Julian glared at him.

" The day I'll kill you with my bare hands is fast approaching, get ready."

Justin smirked and turned towards the bathroom Kylie had gone into a while ago, not paying any heed to Julian.

" Alright, I will, dear brother."

Justin got to the door separating the bathroom from the room and turned the knob, but the door didn't give way. Justin looked up, realizing at once that the door was probably locked from inside.

He knocked slightly.

"Kylie, it's me. You don't have to be scared anymore, you can come out now."

After waiting for a while with no response whatsoever from Kylie, he decided to rephrase his words.

" If you can't come out, please open the door let me come in, I beg you."

Julian stared at Justin like he was a lunatic and laughed.

"You know what you sound like?"

Justin managed to spare him a glance and shook his head in disappointment, and partly tired of the way of the way his brother behaved.

Julian took his nod as a reply however and chuckled slightly.

"I know you wouldn't." He said and paused.

"You look like a complete fool who has idiocy running through his veins. I'm not surprised however, you're not in any way related to me or this family, so maybe I'm right after all."

Julian mocked, expecting another brawl from his brother.

Justin disappointed him however. He gave him a simple smile in response and nothing more before resuming his attempt to get to Kylie. Julian grunted, highly disappointed.

"Kylie... Please, just open the door, please."

Justin pleaded, but when she wouldn't open up, he resulted to begging her like a servant would, which he didn't mind at all.

"Babe. Please?? Please, would you..." Justin didn't have to complete his words because before he could, he heard a click from within and doubting whether he had heard correctly, he swiftly turned the knob.

Immediately his hand touched the knob and pushed the door, it gave way, and Justin couldn't describe the happiness he felt at that moment. Her unlocking the door for him to come in could only mean one thing - she still trusted him, and very much at that.

Justin opened the door slightly and quickly went through to prevent any stupid thing Julian might try to pull off, and also to protect Kylie's privacy.

Julian huffed, understanding his intention.

If he was the one trying to get to her, he'd get her to open the door in barely a minute.

Violence and threats solved problematic situations like this faster.

Justin was only but a foolish coward though, so Julian didn't expect him to know all that.

It had always been this way - Justin was too soft and it irked him to the core.

Justin not only closed the door after he went into the bathroom, but turned on the lock as well. Kylie flinched as she heard the door lock turn on and her action didn't bypass Justin's attention.

"Kylie, I know it's probably hard to right now, but please believe me when I saw I don't have any I'll intentions towards you. I'd never do anything you don't want to you." Justin explained calmly, but there was no reply from her.

Instead, she was seated on the toilet seat, curled on it, her tummy lowered onto her legs, and her hands covering the sides of her breasts from him, leaving only her back and legs, with a little part of her butt exposed.

Justin took the initiative to find her something to put on, but when he didn't find any in the bathroom and thought of going out to search for one, he cancelled the thought immediately.

He shuddered at the thought of leaving Kylie for a while and something worse happening while he was away. Scared by that thought, his fingers went to work, unbuttoning his shirt with swift bone movements.

Kylie was still in her semi fetal position when she felt something cover her back. She looked up slowly, letting go of the fear in her heart, and getting rid of the fetal position she was once in.

Her eyes saw a pair of indoor flip flops first, and trailing her eyes upwards, she saw legs, long legs that looked familiar, and her eyes continuing the upward slope, it came in contact with an exposed manly chest and toned packs in place of a tummy.

The toned packs and chest must have been a gift bestowed to the person standing in front of her after several exercises, but why did she feel like she knew this person from his chest alone?

Why did she feel like she had kissed this particular chest many a times before, and even slept on it a lot of times?

Why did it feel like this chest had hovered over her, feeding her it's love in the past?

Then like a half crazy person, she tried to remember who she had unlocked the door for earlier, but she couldn't remember for whatever reason she didn't know. She felt drunk even though she didn't drink.

Slowly, like a slow motioned TikTok video, she looked at his face and her eyes met another pair staring at her holding what seemed like worry in them.

Worry?

Why was this person worried about her?

Then suddenly, it hit her!

She had been on the verge of being raped by her so called husband, and Justin had saved her from him!

Yes, it was Justin staring at her with sincere worry in his eyes.