Todos los capítulos de The Psycho I Want : Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

The house was quiet at 5 AM, and Jaden stepped inside, stretching like the day had already exhausted him. His limbs ached, his mind buzzing with the early-morning energy that always hit him after a long night. He sank into the living room couch, closing his eyes for a moment, letting the comfort of silence wash over him. A shadow moved close, and Jaden felt the weight settle on his legs. He opened his eyes and smiled when he recognized the face. Andy. “You slept over,” Jaden said, amused, his voice soft. Andy paused, thinking, then shrugged. “Yeah… I guess. Where are you coming from?” Jaden let out a long sigh. “Had a job. Had to go. Something like that.” Andy shifted slightly, settling into his place. “Okay… I hope you don’t mind my position.” Jaden laughed lightly, his eyes glinting with mischief. “I don’t. The only problem is… I might not be able to control myself.” Andy frowned. “What do you mean?” Jaden leaned in, meeting his gaze with an intensity that made Andy’s stomach

Jaden slowed the bike in front of a building that didn’t belong to the rest of the street.Clean glass. Warm lights. Quiet money.Kai climbed off, helmet in hand, eyes narrowing as he took it in.“…Is this your home,” he asked, voice dry, “or are we here to steal something?”Jaden smirked. “Why do you always assume the worst of me?”Kai scoffed. “I don’t assume. I know. You are the worst. That’s not opinion, that’s observation.” He tilted his head. “You pushed Andy down the stairs.”“I didn’t,” Jaden said calmly.Kai laughed once. Sharp. “You’re lying. And trust me, I know when people lie. I’ve been lied to my whole life.”Jaden’s jaw tightened. His eyes darkened.“Angel,” he said softly, “you’re pushing yourself into something you might not be able to crawl out of.”Kai smirked back. “Yeah? Whatever.”That was when Jaden stopped talking.He reached out, grabbed Kai’s wrist, and pulled him forward without another word.The elevator ride was silent.Sixth floor.The doors slid open. Ja

The next morning, Kai groaned as he swung his legs off the bed. He opened the door to see Martin standing there. “I came to check on you,” Martin said, calm as always. Kai blinked. “It’s six in the morning. What the fuck are you checking on me for? Bro, seriously?” “Well,” Martin said, “since you forgot what day it is… yeah, you have to do the morning drill with the other bodyguards.” Kai groaned again. Reality hit him—Wednesday. That was the truth of his life. He’d grown up around violence; it wasn’t foreign to him. His father might or might not be involved in some mafia business, but for all Kai knew, his upbringing was no different than if he were being trained for it. The only real question nagging him was why his father had chosen to just release him on bail instead of using his connections to actually solve the murder case. Sometimes, Kai thought, if his father wasn’t his father, he’d just investigate it like a normal person. He groaned again, but got dressed anyway. Th

Martin had officially hit a new low in life. Not bankruptcy. Not betrayal. Not even covering up crimes for CEO Han. No. This was worse. He was standing outside a studio bathroom, holding a half-crushed bottle of water, watching his cousin gag dramatically into a toilet like he was auditioning for a horror movie that nobody asked for. “Kai,” Martin said flatly, checking the time on his phone. “You’re not throwing up. You’re performing.” Kai groaned, gripping the porcelain like it owed him money. “Shut up.” “I’m serious. There’s nothing coming out. Just… sound effects. I feel like I’ve watched ten seasons of Puke 101. Please cancel the show.” Kai lifted his head, eyes watery, expression murderous. “I didn’t ask you to wait.” “And yet,” Martin said, leaning against the wall, “here I am. Because you decided to kiss someone in front of a whole crew and your body is now rejecting your life choices.” Kai spat into the toilet, flushed aggressively, then rested his foreh

Kai decided to avoid Jaden. Not dramatically. Not with a fight. Just quietly. He sent a message saying he didn’t want the study sessions anymore. That he needed space. Jaden replied almost instantly. Yeah. I’m busy too. Whatever. That was it. It had been three days since the night at Jaden’s house. Three days since Kai thought he’d already swallowed whatever that moment was supposed to mean. Three days since he convinced himself he was fine. Today proved he wasn’t. Today was court. The kind of court day that didn’t feel like a step forward but a door closing. The kind that could decide whether the rest of his life happened inside concrete walls. He still went to school that morning. Sat through classes like a ghost occupying a desk. Left early when Martin showed up, no explanation given. They drove straight to the courthouse in silence thick enough to choke on. Inside, eyes followed him. Every step. Every breath. Kai sat beside his lawyer, hands folded, face empty