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!
...

Close body King of Soldiers

Just as their passion reached its climax, an unexpected ringtone interrupted them abruptly.


"Sorry!" Basil Jaak let go of Mamie Powell, took out his phone from his pocket, and upon seeing it was Debby Sutton calling, immediately got up from his chair and answered it by the window.


A faint cold breeze swept in, cooling down the heated Jaak.


Debby Sutton's seductive voice came through the phone: "What are you up to?"


"Having a late-night snack with a friend." Jaak calmed down and nervously asked, "Aren't you going to sleep this late?"


"I just missed you," Debby Sutton chuckled.


"Don't give me that! You called me because you want something, just tell me straight up, so I don't have to guess." Jaak joked.


"This time, there's really nothing. I just suddenly wanted to hear your voice." Debby Sutton's soft voice made Jaak's heart sweeten, as if he had tasted honey.


Chapter 272: Number Restrictions Also Apply to Highways_1