Going back to the beginning of the day, even before Nubia and Veena came to Jeff's apartment room, Jess woke up early in the morning—earlier than her usual schedule.

Despite having their own home just across the street—the house her parents once owned and Jeff bought from the bank—Jess was still staying in Jeff's room at his parents' house. Even her mother was still occupying the guest room on the ground floor.

It wasn't like Jess preferred to stay in Jeff's room. Of course, she wanted to stay in the house where she had memories with her deceased father. However, even if she wanted to, there were actually some reasons stopping her—or rather, worrying her.

First on her list of concerns: the house was full of dust and needed major cleaning.

It had only been a week since they got the house back. With her college classes, meetings and training for her modeling work at the PoruMerc Women's Division, and her online gaming, Jess only had a little time at night to clean the house.

She had already cleaned her old room and transferred most of her things there, which was enough for her to live on her own. But that was exactly her second concern.

With Jeff studying at Capital City, Jess would be living at their home alone.

Her mother was supposed to live with her—or so Jess thought. But to her surprise, her mother didn't want to live in their old house anymore.

"You and Jeff should make our old house your new home."

That was what her mother told her, but even Jess—or especially her—knew that her mother had a deeper reason. Whatever it was, she knew her mother would tell her at the right time, so she didn't force her.

Jess tried inviting her friends, Mira and Mina, to live with her since they were always together anyway, both at college and at work. The twins agreed to her invitation, but it's not like they could immediately move in—not at least until the start of next week.

As for the last of her concerns, it had already been a week since Jeff went back to his college in Capital City, and Jess was missing him like crazy.

Talking to Jeff over the phone wasn't nearly enough for Jess. She wanted his tight, comforting embrace; the warmth and touch of his muscular body; the intimate and passionate kiss; their intimacy; his massive rod; and even the taste of his release and his blood. She even missed the feeling of punching him—and biting him, of course.

Staying in his room was the only way for her to ease her loneliness.

If Jeff didn't come home today, if she couldn't see him and do it with him, then she would be the one to go to him over the weekend.

"Hurry and come home, Jeff," she murmured, wrapping herself in Jeff's jacket, which she was wearing over her nightgown—one Jeff had worn last week. Jess made sure not to wash it so his masculine smell would linger on it.

Lazing around on Jeff's bed, Jess wondered about the changes happening in her life.

Aside from her relationship with Jeff, her college life had changed since her debut as a model—or more specifically, since the new PoruMerc magazine came out with her on the cover. Because of that, the number of guys approaching her at college had increased threefold, and even the fashion companies that had been scouting her before had doubled their invitations.

She had become a celebrity not only at her college but especially in their neighborhood. And as if mocking her, in every store she knew, on the advertisement screen at the town square, even at her alma mater—she could see her poster everywhere.

"Gyahhh~"

After letting out an embarrassed scream, Jess finally got up from the bed, changed into her housewear: a red camisole and black mini shorts, before heading downstairs.

Since it was Saturday, she expected to have breakfast with everyone in the house—her mother, Jeff's parents, and his younger brother. But to her surprise, it was only Jeff's younger brother at the dining table.

"Where's everyone, Nell?" she said as she sat down at the table and grabbed herself half a dozen sandwiches and a cup of coffee.

"Are you really gonna eat all that, Jess-oneesan?"

Nell's question wasn't only about the amount, but also the type of sandwich. It wasn't a light one with a slice of ham, cheese, and egg, but rather a meat sandwich that was almost like a burger.

"I can't?" Jess said, confused by what Nell meant, then started munching on her sandwich.

"Right, you don't get fat no matter how much you eat," Nell replied, realizing the answer to his own question.

"Munch… So where are they?"

"They all went to the supermarket."

"All of them?… Munch… What did they say they were buying?"

"I don't know, but I heard something about a party."

"Party?… Munch…"

Jess munched three of her sandwiches even before Nell could finish one. Then the topic suddenly changed.

"Want to help me clean the house? I'll give you some pocket money in exchange," Jess said with the scheming smile of a big sister deceiving her little brother—only for Nell to look away and make some excuse, knowing how much work needed to be done to clean her house.

"Ugh… I have a date today…"

Although it was only a half-truth, half-lie excuse, Jess completely believed Nell and excitedly questioned him about the girl.

"Did you meet her at your high school? Is she also a first year like you? When are you going to introduce her? Wait… how far have you two gone already? Don't tell me—"

"We're not like the two of you, okay?!" Nell shouted, embarrassed, then ran away from Jess with his face flustered.

"Pfft—Hahaha…"

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Although she didn't have anyone to help her, Jess cheerfully cleaned their home on her own, excited and aroused at the thought that they now had a place where she and Jeff could do it without being interrupted or overheard—so they could do it as soon as he came home.

However, her excitement and arousal were slowly being replaced by annoyance and irritation with each hour that passed with Jeff still not home.

"Where the heck are you, idiot," she grumbled, picking up her smartphone—not to message Jeff to ask where he was, but to directly check his location through the GPS on his smartphone.

Right then, she heard someone opening the front door.

She was sure she had locked it earlier.

All the keys were with her—except one.

Except the one Jeff had.

Jess hurriedly ran from the guest room she was cleaning toward the front door, leaving her annoyance and irritation behind as her excitement and arousal returned. And the moment she saw Jeff standing in the already open doorway, she lunged at him and embraced him tightly, burying her face into his chest.

She could finally feel his comforting embrace, the warmth and touch of his muscular body, his massive erection pressing on her belly. She could even smell his blood along with the lingering scent of other women—ones she recognized as Nubia and someone she was smelling for the first time.

That was concerning, of course, but she could question him later about it—and beat him up if he had indeed broken his promise.

For now, she needed to welcome his return.

"Welcome home, Jeff," she said as she raised her head and looked at his face—only to notice someone at the corner of her vision standing beside them: a girl she was very familiar with, looking at them with an anxious expression.

That sight alone made Jess panic, triggering her violent instinct.

"I'm home, Jes—"

Before Jeff could finish his greeting, Jess shoved him back, breaking free from his embrace. She then took her stance—planting her feet firmly on the floor, her left hand grabbing Jeff's shoulder so he couldn't escape, and her right hand clenching into a fist as she threw a body blow straight into his gut.

—BAM!—

Jess's strike caught Jeff off guard. The pain sent him kneeling on the floor, clutching his stomach.

"Ekk!"

The sight of her beloved senpai being beaten right on the spot by his girlfriend only made Veena more scared of Jess. She shrieked in fear as Jess turned toward her with an angered look.

Veena's terrified expression only made Jess panic further, realizing she had just shown a terrible first impression to the girl who was supposed to be her girlfriend—and who was perfectly her type.

Unsure what to do or how to explain the situation, Jess grabbed Jeff by the collar of his jacket, tossed him inside the house, then went inside and locked the door—leaving Veena outside.

"You idiot, moron, pervert!" she lashed out in panic, continuing to kick Jeff, who was still down on the floor.

Jeff skillfully blocked all her kicks with both hands, trying not to get hit on his injured left shoulder to hide his wound.

"Can you at least explain why you're mad, Jess?"

"You should be the one explaining, idiot!"

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