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My Badboy Knight 50. Talk To Jen.
DIANEOur food finally arrives, and we dig in, Crystal and I still discussing more about the competition. We talk at length, and finally, we decide to start our brainstorming next week after our classes.I am really glad that we are doing this together.After we finish our meals, Crystal and I try to pay the bills for our food, but Dante beats us to it.“Showoff.” Crystal scoffs at him, putting her card back into her purse.Dante chuckles. “I love it.”“Thank you.” I say to him, laughing as I return my own card back into my bag.“You're welcome.” he replies before turning to Crystal, who is staring at him like she could render him penniless with her eyes.Well, she obviously can't.After paying, we leave the diner and walk over to where Dante’s car is parked outside. The sky is nearly dark now, and the night air is a little bit cold to my skin.I bring out my phone to check for the time, and after taking a quick glance at the screen, I see that it is 6:57pm.Leo flashes through my min
My Badboy Knight 51. Helplessly.
DIANEHe stops typing on his laptop as he turns to me. “Why?”“There is this upcoming annual game project event that my department hosts every year for freshmen students, and it is happening again this year. I am going to participate in it with Crystal, and we need someone experienced who can guide us and maybe give us a few important tips and advice. Someone like Jen. Do you think she can help us?”“Of course she can, although she is quite busy nowadays. But I can still help you guys schedule a brief meeting with her. You guys can then take things up from there.”“That won't be a problem. Thank you so much.” I say, relaxing my shoulders.“You're welcome.” He goes back to his busy mode again.Leo was not lying when he said that Jen has been very busy recently, because I have also been seeing her recent works on Instagram, and damn, there are tons of them.Beautiful, amazing tons of them.She has my contact number, but obviously, she has not reached out to me, possibly because she has
My Badboy Knight 52. Creepy And Fake.
DIANE Today is Monday, and school is over. Right now, I am with Crystal at her new workspace in her room, discussing different concepts we can adapt to the game's theme. I also inform her of my request to Leo about us meeting up with Jen to solicit for her help and advice, and she happily agrees. We spend nearly two hours drafting and scribbling down so many sketches and messy design flowcharts, but it was worth it, because by the end of our crazy two hour session, we already have a lead on what we can present to Jen if she ever requests for what we have come up with so far. After spending some more time munching Crystal's Royal Dansk Cookies and watching an episode of Blue Eye Samurai on her laptop, I decide to call it an evening well spent. I pack up my stuff, and Crystal escorts me out of the house. She stays with me until the ride I booked arrives, and we wish ourselves a lovely night before I enter the car. A couple seconds later, the car sets into motion, taking me home, and
My Badboy Knight 53. Can I Come In?
DIANEWhen I finish talking, I point to the door bell to show her where it is, not giving a fuck that her eyes are now widened and staring at me like I have suddenly grown two heads.She obviously knows where the bell is. I am sure this is not her first, second, or her third time coming here to see Leo.“You aren't serious.” Her voice is thick with shock. “Come on. Don't you want to know if he is around?” I taunt. “Press the bell.”She hesitates for a moment, her eyes still glaring at me like they are possessed with some sort of superpowers to make me bend to her will. But I don't give a fuck. With the way she is even behaving, I am beginning to suspect that Leo does not even know that she is coming to see him. And that she is already here.She finally turns away from me and grudgingly presses the doorbell. After a short while of no response, she presses the door bell again, this time, twice. Her hand drops to her side as she waits, and I notice her shifting her body weight from one
My Badboy Knight 54. I Can't Breathe.
‘You don't have to say you love meI just wanna tell you somethin'Lately, you've been on my mind’ — Adore You By Harry Styles.LEOMy heart feels like it is trying to hammer its way out of my chest.I pause in my advance towards her, still not hearing her say anything to me. I need a word. Just one word. Even if her response will be non verbal, like just a nod, or the shake of her head, I will take it. I will accept it wholeheartedly, because right now, all I want to do is to show her that whatever assumptions she may have about me and Madison still hooking up are all wrong.She is still hesitating, but when I dare another step forward, showing her how badly I need her to hear me out, she senses my desperation and finally gives me permission, stepping aside.“Thank you.” I murmur, walking past her and entering inside her room. The familiar scent of her cozy abode wraps around me instantly, just like the first time I entered her room. The scent of black orchids and roses and so
My Badboy Knight 55. Reach Out.
DIANE I am so happy right now. So happy that I only realize how tight I am squeezing Leo in my arms when I hear him take in a muffled breath, his hands also wrapping around me. Oh shit– “I'm sorry.” I unlock my arms instantly and step away from him, feeling a flush of hot embarrassment spreading all over my face. A flush of hot embarrassment that has me dropping my gaze to the floor. “There's no need to apologize,” Leo chuckles lightly, and I gasp when his fingers gently lift up my chin, making me look at him again. Every inch of me suddenly feels paralyzed by his touch. His eyes are digging into mine, and there is amusement shining in them. But something else is in them too. Something else that feels so intense and suddenly so addictive that it is making me dream of never pulling away from him. My heart is thumping wildly inside my chest, and a feeling I have always sworn time and time again not to resurface is now clawing at my insides, begging me to be free. But I can't risk
My Badboy Knight 56. She Is Here.
DIANE “Mrs Jones, where are the new arrivals?” “Check the second shelf dear.” About half an hour after our meeting with Jen back at the cafe, Crystal and I parted ways, and I took a cab, heading straight home. Wait, let me rephrase that: I had wanted to head straight home, but just at the nick of time, I decided to make just one tiny stop at Mrs Jones' bookstore to check out the new arrivals I saw pasted on the mini billboard displayed right outside her fantastic store. And thank God I did. I promise I won't stack up so many books. I might just buy maybe one or two. But on second thought, it won't be such a bad idea to stack up so many books. It’s not like it's going to hurt anyone, and besides, I am still going to try my best to read all of them, and more. Following Mrs Jones’ answer to my question, I take a quick right and walk towards the second shelf, my hand adjusting my bag about to slip off my shoulder. I finally arrive, and to my greatest pleasure, it does not take me lo
My Badboy Knight 57. Storybooks.
DIANE Kate Brandon follows me behind as I walk towards the checkout carrying the basket containing the books I want to purchase. Mrs Jones is leaning on her checkout desk, her eyes and fingers busy on her tablet with whatever that is holding all her attention to the screen. Whatever that is, I am too selfish right now to care or know. I am dying to pay for these books and get out of here. To be in any place that is void of my mother's presence. The scent of her Fenty is killing my wish to be away from her, and the more I get closer to the desk, the more my throat feels parched. Scorched. I am stuck with her. When I finally arrive in front of the desk, I tap on it a couple times to get Mrs Jones’ attention. She looks up from her tablet, adjusting her small eyeglasses on the bridge of her nose as she shifts her attention from me to my mother, and then right back to me. I keep the small basket down on the desk. “Mrs Jones, I am done shopping. I want to pay for—” “Allow me darling.”
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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
