Waning Moon

Three years ago, he ran rampant in Africa, undeniably the King of Soldier Kings. Three years later, he returned to the city, carless, houseless, and constantly in trouble. 
Applying to be a security guard at a company, switching from the battlefield to the office, he's low key, clever, with depth. Even security guards can have their moment in the spring.
Every time someone asked him, why are you always the unlucky one?
Basil Jaak would shyly say, it's just because I'm too obviously handsome!
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Close body King of Soldiers

"Regretting now? It's too late! That idiot Basil Jaak is locked away and he'll never see daylight again," Lucius said, taking in the seductive sight of Lydia White and swallowing hard, gasping for breath with perverted satisfaction. "Damn, it feels good! Don't worry, bitch, as long as I have my fun, you'll get the pictures."


"You think Basil Jaak is done for? He's already out," Lydia snapped at Lucius, reclaiming some semblance of control despite the physiological shock threatening to overtake her.


"Impossible! The scheme we used to jail Jaak was personally designed by my uncle. Basil Jaak doesn't stand a chance against my uncle's plan, he won't escape," Lucius protested, his faith in his uncle's plan unwavering despite Lydia's words.


"Don't believe me? Just look behind you," Lydia retorted coldly.


"Enough, don't try to trick me with childish ploys. I fell for it once, you think I'd fall for it again?" Lucius walked towards Lydia with a newfound slow, cautious approach.


Chapter 31 Everything Will Pass_1