Novels by Black Diah

Freddie's POVI swallowed hard, still looking completely shocked.“Wait... You said you became suspicious because Jasmine accidentally said something?” I asked.Zenith nodded. “Yes. She mentioned something about knowing Ma'am Lessie. That caught my attention, because you two have been divorced for years, and barely anyone knows about it, especially not a little girl like Jasmine. That wasn’t all. There were a few other strange things too. I couldn’t ignore it, so I asked our investigator to look into the kids. And that’s how I found out the truth.”I fell silent, my eyes drifting back to Jasmine. She was still on the floor, crying.“They’re my kids,” I whispered to myself. “No wonder I’ve always felt such a strong connection to them.”Zenith snapped me out of my thoughts.“There’s something else I didn’t tell you yet. After finding out about the kids, I asked the investigator to look deeper into Ma'am Lessie's background—and he found more.”My heart started racing. The first news was

Freddie's POV I carried Jasmine over to my desk and placed her gently on my chair.“Wow, your chair is so smooth to sit on,” she said with a grin, swaying from side to side.“James, you can sit here,” I said, pointing to another chair for him.He nodded and sat down.“What would you like to have, James?” I asked.He pressed his lips together, thinking for a moment, then said, “Tea and snacks.”“Alright,” I looked at Zenith to take note of it, then turned to Jasmine, who was still happily rocking in the chair.“Sweetie Jam Jam, what would you like to eat?” I asked her softly.Jasmine stopped swaying and looked at me with bright eyes. “What can I have, Papi?” she asked in a cute voice.“Anything you want,” I replied.“Then I want a bit of everything,” she said with a sly smile, laughing.“Really?” I raised an eyebrow, surprised.Even Zenith was caught off guard. He suddenly shouted, “What did you just say?!”I shot him a sharp look, and he immediately shut up.When I looked at James, h

Judie's POV I picked up my phone to check again, thinking maybe my eyes were playing tricks on me, but it was still the same thing I was seeing.When that woman told me what that brat named Jasmine said to her, I had brushed it off, thinking she was just spreading rumors because Jasmine’s just a child. But still, I sent the information to my private investigator.I didn’t have the little brat’s picture, but I sent her name along with Freddie’s surname. I figured that in case there were many Jasmines in this country, attaching Freddie’s last name would help narrow the search.Who would’ve thought that while I was scrolling through the list of Jasmines sent by my investigator, I’d suddenly see that brat’s full information, her photo and all.Reading the details made my jaw drop a million times over.Her mother’s name was Lessie. How could that be possible?Normally, I would have thought it was some other Lessie, but the moment I saw her picture, I knew. It was that Lessie. I recognized

Judie’s POVI stormed into the house, feeling like I could explode. Honestly, I was furious, but I just didn’t want to admit it out loud.As soon as I got inside, I screamed at the top of my lungs. That scream carried all the anger I’d been holding in while driving home.“No, no, this can’t be happening!” I shouted as I pulled at my hair and threw my bag to one corner of the room.Right now, I look completely crazy. I even felt like tearing off my dress.The maids, who had thought of coming to greet me when I walked in, all stood silently in one corner. Not a single one of them dared to speak.Before I came home, I was in such a good mood. I had even gone to Freddie’s office to push him again—thinking I could at least force him to spend time with me.But I hadn’t even stayed a full minute at the receptionist desk when a commotion broke out.I hissed in irritation and was going to ignore it, but then I saw her. That same little brat from the mall—the one who dared to humiliate me. Not

Jasmine's POV We left the receptionist desk, with many gazes on us, however I didn't mind.I even walked in grand style, so I could be remembered. I only stopped, we were out of people's sight.“Goodness, I'm so childish!” Uh, actually, I'm still a kid. A five year old kid for crying out loud.We took the elevator. While inside the elevator, James couldn't help asking. “Zenith, where are you taking us?” Zenith blinked his eyes. “Aren't you guys here to see Boss? I'm taking you there.” “Oh yes, you're right. We miss him and want to see me.” I smiled with delight.“But I'm confused about something. Can you tell me why you came without even informing anybody? How did you even know this place.” I was still feeling happy, so I replied cheerfully. “We searched up this place and we didn't inform you ahead of time, because I don't want you to be stressed because Papi might ask you to come pick us up.” I flattered him, but only I and James knew it wasn't the case. If we'd a phone with us

Lessie's POVI bit my lower lip, trying to stop my face from turning red.I stared directly at the receptionist, and a cold frown appeared on my face.“And who are you to look down on someone just because of their job? If you think it’s right to insult others because of what they do, then let’s talk about your own job. You’re only a receptionist, yet you act so proud, speaking badly to people who are far above your level.” I said sharply, not holding anything back.The disgust on my face was clear.The receptionist’s cheeks turned bright red with shame, and for a long moment, she couldn’t say a word.Because she had yelled earlier, a lot of people had now gathered around. They were all watching closely, curious about what was happening.The receptionist was breathing hard, like someone who had just finished running. Then she suddenly screamed, “Security! Someone call security and throw this rude brat out!”I let out a small snort and was about to say something even harsher, but James

Jane POV From my hiding place, I could see that it was already night when I opened my eyes, yet the battle was still raging on. The sounds of tearing flesh and the scent of blood filled the air.It had been a full day, and the fight showed no signs of ending. On the second day, when I peered through a small hole to view the battlefield, I noticed that two-thirds of the 5,000 rogues had been wiped out.The heaviness in my chest eased slightly at this sight. However, my relief was short-lived as another wave of rogues appeared. They now outnumbered the remaining members of Damon’s side.Panic surged through me when I noticed a man among them who bore a striking resemblance to Damon. The only way I could tell them apart was the long, ugly sword scar on the face of the man with the rogues.“Haha, Damon, we meet again. Surprised to see me?” The man who resembled Damon laughed in a chilling manner.It was clear from the first glance that he harbored intense hatred for Damon. Fear and vigil

Jane POV “Jane?”In my dazed state, I noticed Damon looking at me, but his expression was unreadable, leaving me uncertain of his thoughts.Everyone around us turned to me almost simultaneously. I snapped out of my daze and stepped forward to join them.“Why are you here?” Damon asked in his usual tone, but if you listened closely, there was a hint of gentleness.My expression softened as I stood beside him. “Nothing, I just want to be with you.”“Jane, there’s a small crisis, and I don’t think it’s best for you to stay. Why don’t you go to the garden and get some fresh air?” His voice remained gentle.On any other day, I might have gladly listened, but not today. I couldn’t be at ease knowing Damon was facing this crisis alone, so I immediately shook my head.“I want to stay with you. Don’t worry, I’ll be as invisible as possible, and you won’t even notice I’m here,” I assured him.I was serious, being near him without causing any disturbance was exactly what I intended.Damon staye

Jane POV The trip to the market was incredibly fun, and I had to admit, it was one of the best moments of my life. I rarely go out, and when I do, the looks I receive are usually filled with disdain and scorn.The pack members treated me like a cursed pest, refusing to have anything to do with me. But here, things were different.I didn’t even want to return to Damon’s castle. I loved the freedom I felt outside, but I knew I had to go back.When I returned, I noticed that Damian was behaving differently—he seemed friendlier than usual.“Could it be because we spent time together?” I thought, my face flushing as memories of the other night flooded my mind.The months flew by, and Damon and I became more than just a couple. We were like two lovebirds, and never in my wildest dreams did I imagine that the cold-hearted alpha would become the way he is with me now.As my life became smoother, I found myself waking up with a smile every morning, and today was no different.“Good morning, c

*Jane*For a moment, I couldn't help but feel an urge to strangle Mara. I had thought her admiration for Damon had long since faded, as she no longer talked about him, but her actions now made me realize I was wrong.Mara wasn't bothered by my pushing her away; instead, she clung even more. "Well, I think what King Damon said is good. It’s not bad having him come along to protect us." She grinned excitedly."What nonsense are you talking about?" I pushed her away again. "How can we let him follow us?"His presence alone would be too distracting for me to check things properly. No, I can't let him come.Before I could scold Mara further, I heard Damon address her directly."What do you have to say about this?" he asked in his usual calm voice.Caught off guard by the question, Mara's heart nearly leaped out of her chest. Without thinking, she nodded vigorously. "Yes.""Yes, what?" Damon asked, still composed.I felt an impending headache, knowing Damon's strategy. He was trying to get

*Jane*My voice caused everyone to turn their eyes to Florence. It was clear they were curious to know whom I had called.Oh, I gasped as I blinked, realizing what I had just done. It wasn't just Mara who turned to look at Florence, but also Damon and the passing servants.Their faces showed various expressions, as if they were surprised to see me speaking so familiarly to Florence.“Hehe...” I coughed slightly, my expression awkward. “You guys should stop staring like that. It's making me uncomfortable,” I quickly said, feeling my face heat up.“Who's she?” Damon asked, his eyes dimmed, with a mix of confusion.When I didn't speak, he muttered something, as though he was confused. “Isn't it only Mara who you do talk to? Where did Florence come into the picture?” I smiled forcefully before explaining, even though I don't like the idea at all.“She’s Florence and she's here working to help her mother for the time being.” I will introduce myself briefly.I didn't dare to introduce Flor

*Jane*I pursed my lips in silence, after hearing his question. I felt embarrassed.Even his voice seemed to hold a disbelieving tone. I could understand why he was surprised, afterall I don't normally wake up this early.But Zeeb should at least have this self awareness. He shouldn't just say this anyhow. Perhaps he didn't notice, but to me, It always felt insultive knowing I'm always a sleepyhead. Argh,I smiled at him before speaking. “There's no reason. I just saw myself waking up. I'm also shocked.” I lied but I didn't blink an eye when speaking. Zeeb wasn't satisfied with my response. He still wanted to ask more, but before he could do that, I already beat me.“Where's King Damon? Is he still sleeping?” I asked, quickly.I didn't want to ask about him, but I had to ask, just to distract Zeeb from asking me any further question about me waking up this early.He was stunned but nevertheless spoke. “Should I call him for you?”“Uhm?” Hearing that, I almost choked again. What sort