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My Badboy Knight 17. Excuse me?
TASHAI chant the last sentence of Our Lord's Prayer in my head rapidly to prevent myself from slapping off that sly smile coating Claire's wretched face."Hey Claire." I snide back at her, masking my indignation with a fake smile. Samantha leans on the locker beside mine, her closeness to me itching my fingers with the urge to sink them into her blonde wavy hair and just drag at the strands mercilessly."So Tasha," Samantha starts, shoving me by the shoulder. "How have you been? I know you must be really going through a lot right now."Her voice carries that lackadaisical disdain coated with fake sickening sympathy that just increases the boiling point of my anger. My vexation is simmering, but I hold it in. Everyone in the hallway is staring at us right now, but they are mainly staring at me, watching me like impatient hawks, intensely waiting for me to do something. Something probably erratic like clawing someone's face again.Do I look like a fucking entertaining clown to them?I b
My Badboy Knight 18. Have lunch with us.
TASHAMorning classes wheeze by in a blur, and to my deepest relief, Mr Richard ended up not giving our class any impromptu test. God knows I would have fucked up big time on that test because I was not given a little bit of time to revise this morning, thanks to Claire and Samantha.I close my exercise book and head out of class at the sound of the bell ringing for lunch break. Many students are scattered around the hallway, some busy with their lockers, the others already heading towards the cafeteria. I follow the crowd walking towards the cafeteria, making up my mind to just grab my snacks from the cafeteria and just zoom off to a place quieter to get a little peace of mind. I am not sure I can handle eating alone at the cafeteria today in front of every jeering stare from everyone. It sucks now that the only people I ever truly and only hanged out with were Diane and Jason. We ate and did everything together, but now that they both stabbed me in the back and are gone, it is diffi
My Badboy Knight 19. You must be Nate.
TASHAThe mesmerizing rays of Saturday sunset drip my bedroom window in vibrant colors of oranges and deep purples. I adjust my black lace kimono jacket over my blue bikini bra and ripped faded blue jean shorts. Grabbing my toté bag, I chunk in some spare clothes, just in case. Getting drenched at pool parties is a phenomenon that should not be ignored. I glance at the clock. 6:35pm. Nate could be here any moment from now. I just texted him earlier that I am nearly done getting ready.Dashing out of my room, I race down the stairs towards the kitchen, hearing the buzzing sound of the electric blender."Mum! I am ready!" I yell with pride as soon as I enter the kitchen. The aroma of freshly baked cookies tickles my nostrils. My mum turns off the blender and turns around to check me out."Woow baby. You look so chic!" She blurts out, eyes wide, lips curled into a smile.."Thanks mum."My eyes catch a plate of the cookies on the kitchen table. I grab one of them and stuff it into my mou
My Badboy Knight 20. Pool party.
TASHAConrad's house is already loud and buzzing in full swing by the time we arrive. Marco parks the car and we all step out of the car. The party's booming music can be heard even outside here. Conrad's house is huge, decorated with beautiful flowers, lavish statues, and a large round water fountain at the centre of the house. I can spot the glittering blue edge of the big swimming pool behind the house.Marco and Jennie begin to walk towards the house entrance, which is crowded with people exiting and going in all at once. Westville faces turn to my direction as I follow Jennie and Marco into the house. Some don't say anything. Others simply just ignore me, sipping from their red cups. Nate's presence behind my back gives me a sort of reassurance. But deep in my mind, I still feel skeptical. I just hope I did not make a mistake by coming to this party. Anyway, they should mind their damn businesses. A group of Westville girls snide past me as I enter the burstling house, snarking
My Badboy Knight 21. Temptations.
NATEI sip from my cup as I watch Tasha dance, rocking her body to the music. She twerks her ass like a frenzy goddess, rolling her hips in front of Jennie, who just claps and keeps on yelling over her voice at Tasha to keep going. The cut of Tasha's bikini bra is deep, extending to the base of the middle of her full breasts, which are now shining with sweat and bouncing hard as she dances more. My eyes trail down her body, spotting a black rose tattoo on the side of her left stomach. Her thick thighs are spotless, flexing with the power of her seductive dance moves. The black lace of her kimono is like a silent teasing temptation, scantily hiding nothing about her sexy body.I can feel the bulge forming in my shorts. Fuck."Hey man, at this rate, I think you should go ask her for a dance. You look like you desperately need one with her." Marco drinks from his cup, smirking at me."Shut up." I shift on my stool, taking another sip from my cup."Seriously Nate, sooner or later, you wil
My Badboy Knight 22. Truth or Dare.
TASHAI can't help the burning sensation brewing deep in my stomach, making me restless at the sight of Claire near Nate. Something rips inside me as I watch Claire rubbing her body all over him. Nate darts her a glare, his eyes moving back to me. I unhook the cuff of my kimono and pull the long lace jacket off my body, allowing it to slide down my shoulders onto the couch. I fold the jacket and place it beside me on the couch. The chill of the night air hits my bare skin, cooling the flames pricking my flesh at the intensity of Nate's gaze sweeping all over my body. My breath falters, my heart picking up a mad rhythm as his gaze falls to my breasts. Claire slithers her hand up to his chest, killing off my euphoria in an instant."So, are we all in?" Conrad asks, his sloppy voice distracting me out of my silent torture. He leans forward, his hazy eyes looking around everyone's faces. I wonder if he even knows that he is drunk. He passes the bottle of whiskey in his hand back to Frank,
My Badboy Knight 23. This is a bad idea.
TASHAMy heart bangs hard against my chest. A twisting feeling settles in my stomach. My eyes drift to Victor, catching the sly grin still smeared on his face. Out of all things to say, why did he dare Nate to kiss me? I look away from him and find myself staring at Nate.He is staring right back at me. I can clearly see in his eyes that he is struggling if he should go on with the dare or not. A huge part of me shamelessly wants him to kiss me so badly, burning with the anticipation of how it will feel to have him mold those plump lips with mine and make me forget how to breathe for a second. But the voice of the other minor part of me screams in my head that this dare is a very bad idea."Come on dude! We are waiting. It is just a dare. Just do it." Frank scoffs out the words.Claire shoots fire embers at me, clutching Nate's arm. Nate swats her hand away. His eyes wander to Marco for a brief moment before returning back to gaze at me. When he rises from his couch and begins to walk
My Badboy Knight 24. Electric Friction.
TASHAI dash into the house, sliding past the crammed bodies blocking my way. My eyes search around frantically for Nate, catching him in time just as he disappears into one of the rooms by the top left of the corridor after the stairs. I hurry towards the staircase and bolt up the stairs two at a time, my heart beating hard in my chest with each frenzy step I take. Getting to the end of the steps, I rush to the door and twist the handle. The handle does not budge. I groan and after taking a deep breath, I knock on the door."Go away!" Nate's voice is loud as he shouts back. "It is me Tasha. Open the door."Upon hearing no immediate response, I try to consider leaving, but I instantly trash the thought. I need to talk with Nate.Just as I lift up my fist to knock again, the door is pulled back, revealing Nate. His messy hair curls are scattered all over his head, some falling to his face, shading his burning blue eyes a bit. His cheeks look pale, but his plump lips are moist with a fa
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My Badboy Knight AUTHOR'S NOTE
Dearest Reader, My heart is full. Writing Diane and Leo’s story has been a beautiful unforgettable adventure, and I hope it brought you as much joy, tension, laughter, and definitely a few buckets of tears as it did to me. Diane and Leo are two characters I will never forget. Their journey from enemies to friends and finally to hardcore soulmates was crafted with the same ups and downs that make real life so beautifully complex. My baby girl Diane, most especially, gripped me by the throat throughout her journey in this book, and I cried several times whenever I found myself digging and exploring deeper and deeper into her mind and who she truly is. Leo King, well, he played with my heart as well. He made me believe he was some rich fucking brat who couldn't care less about anything, only to crash me with the truth of who he really is—a true lover king with so much indepth layers that had me lusting and thirsting for more. Thank you for staying with Diane and Leo through every twi
My Badboy Knight EPILOGUE TWO
THREE YEARS LATER DIANE I wake up submerged in paralyzing pleasure that sends shivers sizzling down my spine. Warm lips, a hot tongue, and the unmistakable expert touch of the man I love. My body reacts instantly, stretching beneath him as I surrender to the bliss he is inflicting into every cell in my body. This is Leo’s favorite way of waking me up—and, if I am honest, mine too. I love our morning fun so damn much. “Leo…” I breathe out, my fingers threading through his dark strands, clutching tightly as he teases me, pushing me toward the edge of pleasure with every flick of his tongue, every stroke of his fingers. He knows every spot, every way to pull me apart and put me right back together again. I feel myself melting into the softness of the bed, barely able to keep my eyes open. Leo is there, between my legs, working his magic, his mouth and fingers moving with a determination that is both sweet and very sinful. I tangle my fingers in his hair, holding him to me like he
My Badboy Knight EPILOGUE ONE
‘All I do is win.’— All I Do Is Win by DJ Khaled, Ludacris, Rick Ross, Snoop Dogg & T PainFOUR WEEKS LATER DIANEThe entire departmental auditorium is buzzing with energy, filled with students, distinguished professors, and families all seated in anticipation.It is the annual game competition event, and the tension in the air as everyone waits for the announcement of the winners is so thick that a knife can easily slice through it without stress.I am standing beside Crys amongst other competitors, our hands clasped tightly together as we look up at the stage. My heart pounds as I take in the scene before switching my attention to the rest of the audience, searching for the same familiar faces there that are present to cheer me today.My parents. Tasha and Nate. Marissa. Dante. Asher.And the king of all, my Leo King.He is seated beside Marissa, looking so dashing and magnificent in a dark blue tailored suit with a seductive smile added to his smexy appearance. Despite how far ap
My Badboy Knight 90. All I Will Ever Need.
LEOI swing the door open and step into Frosty's room.My eyes land on her and Tasha sitting together on the bed. They look so happy, with Frosty's face glowing so bright that the sight tugs at something deep within me, causing warmth and relief to settle right in the center of my chest.“Oh, hey, Leo,” Tasha says, spotting me with the small bag containing Frosty’s medications in my hand. Before I can even respond back, she turns swiftly to Frosty and taps Frosty's lap gently.“I’ll leave you two lovebirds alone," she teases, giving her lap a gentle squeeze before she stands up. “I’ll be back tomorrow morning.”“Wait I'll escort you to—”“Don't worry.” Tasha stops her from getting up from the bed. “Just lie back. Also remember to take your meds, alright?”Frosty nods, giving her a soft smile. “Thanks, Tash. For everything.”“You're welcome darling. Goodnight.”They both hug each other before Tasha moves past me, patting my shoulder on her way out.“Take care of her, Leo.”“I will.” T
My Badboy Knight 89. My Ride Or Die.
DIANEI am alive.It has been a few days since the nightmare with Cole. The police officially informed my family that he is fucking dead.He is gone. And so is my nightmare too.Being back in the familiar warmth of my bedroom is pure heaven. I have never liked hospitals, but my stay there was worth it and wasn't boring for me. Crys and Dante always came to see me, Asher dropped by too with lots of dark chocolates. My parents were already with me the next day after I was brought to the hospital.And Tasha, well, she barged in a few hours after my parents first arrived and literally slept in the hospital with me and Leo throughout my entire stay there.The duration was short though, because I didn't sustain deep injuries and was just kept there for a few checkups and to stabilize my health.Now, I am back home, and thank God that I am propped up in my bed, with a cozy blanket draped over my body. Tasha’s boyfriend, Nate, couldn’t come, but he sent his love, as well as a giant, absurdly
My Badboy Knight 88. Running Out Of Time.
LEOIt is fucking scary how the people we love can be ripped away from us so fast in the blink of an eye.A chilling wind whips through the abandoned warehouse district as I pull up to the location that bastard sent to me. Yesterday's passing has stretched my nerves to their breaking point, and every second I spend away from Frosty feels like an eternity of torture since I got that horrifying call.I step out of the car and close the door, my gaze set firmly on the cold bricked structure in the distance.Gripping the money bag tightly,—one million dollars in cash—I feel the leather biting into my skin. My heart pounds, fear clenching in my chest and making it difficult for me to breathe properly.But I can't let my fear and anxiety show. Not with Frosty’s life on the line. Not with that deranged bastard waiting to kill her if I slip up.Detective Kane stands a few blocks away, spying on the area with his team. I don't need to turn to check if he is in position because I know he alread
My Badboy Knight 87. Bastard.
DIANEMy eyes flutter open, my vision still a little blurry as I survey my surroundings.The dimness of this dusty place looms around me, doing nothing to help stabilize my sight. My wrists ache, and I realize that I am tied to the back of a chair, with the cold metal digging into my skin.I struggle against the binding ropes, feeling bruises forming from each twist and pull as I yank forcefully.However, it is pointless.The ropes are too tight, and every time I shift, the chair groans, echoing ominously through the vacant space. Fuck.I can barely wrap my mind around the horror of what is happening to me. Today was supposed to be filled with good news. The new hopeful beginning I now have with my mum. The moment I have dreamed and waited my whole life for.The closure, the forgiveness…No evil omen should have happened today. But now, being here like this, I feel like my life is about to be taken away from me.This situation nauseates me, and my stomach churns at the thought with a
My Badboy Knight 86. In My Arms.
DIANE A WEEK LATER “Mum, I am only here because Dad convinced me so much to give you a chance. And because I want to. I'd hate if it all goes for nothing.”My voice is steady, although the emotions swirling within me now feels like a storm I am barely trying to prevent from crashing all over me.Sitting here with Kate Brandon feels almost like I am watching this moment from the outside of a charred plane of glass. She is settled across from me in the quiet corner booth of the diner I chose, the one where Dante, Crys, and I came to when she first moved into her new apartment.I chose this place because its familiarity feels like a shield of protection, not some alien restaurant that only brings me nausea and tension.My mother looks at me with softened eyes, nodding slowly. Her hands are clasped tightly around her mug of coffee as if it is her lifeline.A small frown is creased across her forehead as she speaks. “Thank you, Diane. I know I don’t deserve this. Not after everything. I.
My Badboy Knight 85. Tell Me Anything.
DIANEI am lying on Leo’s bed, feeling the warmth of his skin pressed against mine as he stretches out beside me. We are freshly showered and now wrapped in each other's arms.His steady breaths match the rhythm of my own, and I am here with him, wearing one of his oversized shirts that does little to hide my ass. The cotton feels soft against my skin, and I'd be lying if I deny that I am not falling in love with him all over again because of how fucking good his familiar scent keeps intoxicating me.Gosh.We both have been quiet for a while, just enjoying the warmth of each other's skins and letting the morning light filter in through the blinds, casting its soft streaks across the room and over us.Leo is my safe haven. He makes baring out my mind and feelings to him so easy and without any fear of judgements.I know I have told him so many things about me, secrets that I don't share with just anyone. And that is because he earned my trust. He didn't take advantage of me when he cle
