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My Badboy Knight 18. I Just Care About You.
DIANE I stare at Leo, gauging his words. He is right. I have already learnt so much from Jenelle without even meeting her in person back then.Without a doubt, I know I can certainly learn so much more from her now that I am in the same school and department with her.Suddenly, a stupid question takes shape in my head.Don't ask that Diane, just shut—“Is Jenelle just a friend to you Leo?” I blurt out the question, instantly regretting it.A moment of silence settles between us, a silence that suddenly clamps around my throat, making me wish I never asked. Leo says nothing, and the air around me suddenly starts feeling too choked. Too saturated.Shit Diane. It's none of your fucking business. You shouldn't have as—“Why do you ask that?” Leo finally speaks, folding his arms across his muscular chest, his silver grey eyes pinning on my face like they are trying to trap me and then dig the answer to his question out from my head.I take a moment to gather my thoughts and words, shruggi
My Badboy Knight 19. No Backing Out Now.
DIANEIn the past, parties made me feel……something. Alive. Free. Like the perfect momentary escape from the shackled life I lived back home.I used to love parties so much back in high school. But now, I am not so sure anymore. To even think my past addiction started from there…..Sighing deeply, I check out myself in front of my mirror, adjusting the hem of my purple crop top over my belly. I know I have grown and healed past all that hurt and pain. Gosh, it fucking too months for me to be in the right frame of mind where I am right now.But deep down, in this moment, I know that I need to totally cross the finish line. To physically achieve one of the endgames of my therapy—which is to not shun things or places that used to make me happy just because they now make me remember unpleasant memories.Things or places aren't bad. How we make use of them is what makes them either bad, or good. I have to cross that finish line, and the only way to do that is to face it head on by going to
My Badboy Knight 20. Oops, Sorry, I Forgot.
DIANE I guess I have no choice but to find out myself.With anxiety still brewing inside me, I look around, trying not to allow myself to get imprisoned for long inside my disturbed mind. My breath catches when I spot Leo over the dancing crowd where he is sitting at the bar glittering with bright neon lights, laughing with a girl dressed in a black skin tight dress with ginger red hair.Anyone with eagle eyes and a sensible brain can clearly see and figure out that he is obviously flirting with the girl, and that the girl is also unapologetically flirting back with the not-so-sorry way she is staring down at his mouth every now and then as he continues talking to her.Well, it is now confirmed that Leo and I are both in the same party afterall. I didn't even have to waste my time speculating, and I wasn't wrong when I thought he'd be enjoying his time here with some random girl.“Come on Dee, let's get some drinks.” Crystal tugs at my arm, the sudden nickname coming off her mouth ma
My Badboy Knight 21. I Don't Think So.
DIANEI can still feel Leo's warm breaths on the side of my neck, and now that he is even much closer, I helplessly pick up the fruity scent of his cologne.It envelopes my senses, and for a moment, I think about letting him linger a while longer…..Crystal clears her throat beside me, bringing me back. She shifts a little on my other arm that she's grasping onto, while Dante rests his elbows on the counter, shifting his inquisitive eyes between Leo and me. My belly churns when his whiskey brown eyes lock on me again, not shifting to Leo anymore.I guess it's time I—“You look hot.” Leo speaks again, amusement clearly evident in his voice. That amusement in his voice feels like he is toying with me.Nevertheless, it has me finally taking the risk of turning to face him squarely.“Thanks Leo, seems like we are in the same party afterall,” I bite out, forcing a smile on my face.“Yeah we are,” a smug smile is on his face, his bright sexy eyes still on me.Despite how much my body seems
My Badboy Knight 22. That Must Have Hurt.
DIANECrystal stares wide-eyed at me as silence settles between us.I wait for her answer, taking another shot of tequila. It still burns, but not so much like the first time. The party music is still banging everywhere around us. On the couch at the far left of the dance floor, a girl is giving a guy a wildly seductive lap dance.Crazy……I look away from the duo and focus back at Crystal, who is still staring at me wide-eyed.I snap my fingers at her face. “Crys?”She blinks suddenly and clears her throat, “w–why would you even ask me that?” she stutters.I chuckle. Damn, she is not a very good liar.I shift on my stool to face her fully as I speak, “Well, I don't know if it's just me, but since yesterday I met you and Dante, your attitude towards him has been sort of naggish, you know, like a child throwing tantrums around.”“I didn't know you were taking note of all that.” she mutters and looks away.“It was pretty obvious Crys,” I continue, “Too obvious that I didn't even bother t
My Badboy Knight 23. You Are A Terrible Advisor.
DIANE A moment of silence settles between us when she stops speaking.Somehow, I know she is going to say more, but at the moment, I am really feeling her pain—the pain of watching someone you love as they love someone else.“Did he date anyone else after what Shirley did to him?” I manage to ask, breaking the silence between us.She chuckles sadly, “Of course he did, and the hurt returned. The pain increased with every new girl he dated, and he dated quite a LOT of girls. Even Shirley wanted to join the list later.”I gasp. “Oh no she didn't….”“Yes she did,” she scoffs bitterly, her index finger rubbing the rim of the empty shot glass before her, “she tried, but Dante was already done with her. I think part of what hurt me the most was that literally all the girls he either dated, or hooked up with, just wanted a taste of him and his money. None of them cared to try knowing him like I did, or was there for him during the times he needed them the most. It just made me angrier and ev
My Badboy Knight 24. Flirting With Me.
DIANE I still can't believe that I am really drunk already. It is sad that I have lost my liquor prowess after my time in rehab, but maybe, I could get it back later. Right now, the music is loud and deafening, the beats rocking through my body. My veins. My blood. Crys seems like she is drunk too, because she is shouting my name over the music time and time again like a crazy spectator as she claps over my twerking ass, encouraging me to continue dancing. Thank goodness she pushed me into loosening up. I am really enjoying myself here. Dante is still wherever he is, probably with that girl he was so impatient to meet earlier. A wave of sadness suddenly rushes through me as I remember all that Crystal told me tonight. I can feel without a doubt that her feelings for Dante are genuine and deep. I may not know anything about love, but I think love should be something more than just a mere attraction. It should be something worth fighting for. Something that gives so much happine
My Badboy Knight 25. Do You Have A Boyfriend?
DIANE When I finally reach the end of the stairs, I find myself standing at the beginning of a long corridor lit with bright white and orange lights, and a thick mosaic decorated rug lining the path all the way to where it ends at the extreme. I am still feeling quite drowsy and weak in the knees. My vision is no longer that blurry, but I am also still pressed with the intense urge to pee. Immediately, I bang on the first door to my left. “Go away!” A loud female voice followed by a muffled deep moan greets my intrudence. Oops…… I step away from the door and knock on the next one. Another ‘go away!’ response is shouted back at me from inside the room. Damn it! I walk away from the door and proceed to other doors, knocking and disappointedly getting the same negative responses; “Go away!—” “Fuck off!—” “Stop following me!—” Gosh, at this pathetic rate, I am going to pee on myself! There are about four to six remaining doors on my left that I haven't checked out yet. I hurry
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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
