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

"It's all your fault!" Yetta Astir glared at Basil Jaak in frustration, thinking to herself that she had completely lost face.


Basil Jaak could only shrug apologetically, indicating that he hadn't known that Gustave was coming.


"Anyway, you started all this, so you have to take responsibility." Yetta decided to push the blame onto Basil, and then threatened, "If you don't agree to participate in the street race tonight, I will accuse you of sexually assaulting me!"


"Go ahead!" Basil said casually, "As long as you can provide proof, feel free to accuse me."


"You..." Yetta hadn't thought that Basil would remain as stubborn as a block of stone in such a situation. But then she thought about all the effort she had already put into it. Had she humiliated herself for nothing? Not acceptable! She had to get him to agree.


If he wouldn't submit to force, she'd just have to try a different approach. Let's see how he can resist her charms.


Chapter 183: Found a Quick Marksman_1