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

"Click!" Lydia White stepped out of the restroom and saw Basil Jaak smoking there. She breathed a sigh of relief, worried that he might have left her behind and returned alone.


"I'll finish my smoke first." Basil Jaak said to Lydia.


"Mm!" Lydia responded softly, her expression complex as she looked at Basil Jaak. Even though the incident earlier was a misunderstanding, she couldn't help but notice his undeniable desire for her.


She wondered to herself, "Does he like me, or just my body?"


Lydia raises her head to look at Basil Jaak, seeing him fervently smoking, clearly not looking at her, she felt a pang of disappointment. She thought to herself that she was just passing through his life, only women like Mr. Flack could truly match up to him.


Basil Jaak extinguished his cigarette, throwing it into a waste basket before turning to the lost-in-thought Lydia, "I'm going to the restroom, wait for me here."


"Ah...oh, alright!" Lydia answered mechanically.


Chapter 87: A Kiss? Can We Stop Playing Around_1