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My Badboy Knight 39. Sensations.
DIANEAfter we both finish eating and paying for our meals, Crystal and I exit the restaurant and head over to the department for the next lectures we still both have before the end of the day.We arrive back at the department and settle into another class for another different lecture. We still have about three lectures remaining for today, and through all three down to the last one, I tried my best to keep my mind focused on the lecturer's teachings and not stuck on Leo and his damn sexy features built to trap clueless ladies that can't resist his mouth and his endless lures of temptation.I am really not clueless to who Leo is. He is a very obvious cunt pleaser to the core, and definitely also not a guy made for relationships.My problem is just that he knows to perfectly poke my fire buttons and make me say and agree to things I know I shouldn't, and every time he does that, my entire body just flares up like a burning furnace filled with the urge to fulfill just one goal—to lash
My Badboy Knight 40. What Are You Cooking?
DIANE On our way to my house, Crystal finally tells Dante about her plans to set up her workspace over the weekend, and of course, Dante agrees to help, also promising to assist her in buying any of the supplies that she will need for the setup. I know I need my own personal workspace too. Every creative artist does. Mine will be set up in my bedroom. There is just so much space in there, and it will be the perfect place for me right now. My dad already sent me some money for it, although I asked him not to bother about it since I still have enough cash with me that I got paid from the several art commissions I did over the past couple of months. Nevertheless, I have plenty of cash now, and setting up my workspace right after I help Crystal with hers won't be a problem. Dante finally arrives in front of my house and drops me off before driving away with Crystal, who screamed back at me not to be late to school tomorrow before they disappeared into the street. Just as I try to turn
My Badboy Knight 41. Nothing About You.
DIANE Right now, I want to eat whatever he is cooking. It smells so amazing.“I'm making spicy garlic fried chicken,” he finally answers.“Spicy garlic fried chicken?” I ask as I inhale more of the crispy scent surrounding me.“Please don't tell me you don't like spicy foods.” He darts a hard stare at me, like he is waiting for me to disappoint him.But I don't. Because I love spicy foods. They hit so hard on the taste buds, and they also make me feel very full whenever I eat them.“Did you make it spicy enough?” I ask.He smiles. “Yeah.”“Great. I feel nauseous whenever I eat spicy foods that aren't really spicy at all.”“No, you will love this one,” he states with contagious pride, walking over to the fridge. He opens it and takes out two bottles of water before he continues speaking, “I learnt the recipe from my mum's friend who is a chef in South Korea. I have failed woefully countless times in making this dish in the past, but I'm quite the master at it now.”“That's good to hea
My Badboy Knight 42. Illusion.
LEOI am in so much fucking trouble.My life has never been the same since these past few days. And it is all because of this girl before me. Most things about her like her snarky little voice and her feisty stubbornness should repulse me so much, but strangely, I am hooked on all that. I know I am attracted to her, but it is just a mere attraction.So why the fuck does it feel more like an addiction? An addiction making me say stupid things I never dreamt I would say to any woman. An addiction making me feel so eager right now to hear whatever she has to say to me, even if there is this tiny little voice ringing in the back of my mind that her response might hurt me.But I don't care. I just want to hear that voice of hers again, even if she makes it snarky again.Her breathing is racy, and with how close I am to her, I can also hear the faint thumping of her heart beating fast. Her eyes are still wide and locked with mine as she stares at me silently in shock.Yeah, I said what I sa
My Badboy Knight 43. Dracula.
LEO I don't object when Frosty suggests that we both eat together in the living room while watching TV. We do exactly just that, with our spicy garlic fried chicken before us and cans of beer laid out on top of the table. N*****x is on, and despite how badly I want to watch an action movie right now, I am silently stuck beside Frosty, helplessly watching an animation film called Castlevania with her instead. She chose the film—which is actually a series—and I silently agreed without any squabbles. I think I am already scoring some points in this whole friendship deal we have going on between us. Under normal circumstances, Frosty and I should be arguing or maybe dragging the remote control right now. In the film, we are already watching the part where some vampire lord called Dracula is threatening to destroy the entire world because of the death of his wife. Honestly, I don't have a problem with him seeking revenge. I just hate that he is trying to make the entire world suffer fo
My Badboy Knight 44. A Game On Me.
DIANEI feel like shit.Leo was right. We can lose anyone we love at any moment. He is also right in saying that it is important for us to always be present and available for the people we love as much as we can.He is right, and I am feeling like shit because my mum wasn't there for me. She was never there during any of my rehab withdrawal crises, or even blinked an eye about that night when I almost lost my life. No matter how hard I try to push down the bile now climbing up to my throat from my stomach, it just keeps building and rising along the tunnel of my throat, fighting to erupt out with a scream of anguish and pain.My fists dig tighter into the softness of my pillow underneath my head as a tear freely slips out of my right eye and sinks into the foam. A part of me still misses my mother, still wants her back in my life, even if she hasn't cared to call me or respond to any of my previous texts until now. That part of me still wants her to love me properly.But she doesn't.
My Badboy Knight 45. For My Heart.
DIANEA cool breeze ruffles my hair and neck, making me turn again with a soft quiet yawn on my bed, and I open my eyes.The sky outside is bright with morning light, the rays slipping into my room through the curtains. I should be up and preparing right now for school, but I remain fixed on my bed, succumbing to the swirling urge inside me.An urge making me dwell in my thoughts just a little while, my thoughts filled with Leo. And Leo.And only Leo.I kept my word last night. When I was done with my assignments and calls yesterday, I checked in on Leo, but he was already asleep on the couch, deeply and soundly sleeping like some fucking fallen angel with his lashes long and dark against the crests of his cheeks.He looked so serene and so peaceful that I could not bring myself to disturb him. The TV was already turned off, so I retired back to my room.At least, I got to check on him. He just didn't get to see me too.With a sigh, I blink a couple times and rise up from my bed, sit
My Badboy Knight 46. Favorite.
DIANEAfter having our breakfast together, Leo and I do the dishes before leaving the house. Amber flashes us a wave and a happy greeting when we pass by the reception. Leo and I wave back a happy morning greeting to her too.On reaching the condo parking space, Leo leads the way to a white Audi ride parked amongst the other luxurious cars in the lot, and believe me, his car just screams money, and money, and more tons of money.But what is money to Leo? It is probably nothing worth struggling or killing himself over for. He is the heir of a wealthy family that trades in gold, runs business and charity fundraising events that gives back to society, and thanks to his family, the labour market is at least fifteen percent less of hundreds of young people looking for jobs.Nevertheless, a sudden curious question pops into my head:Leo King can study in any rich, high class, advanced, reputable business school or university anywhere in the world, but why Middlesex? Why not Yale? Or Harvard
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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
