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(Olandria’s POV) After a while of drawing aimlessly, I didn’t even realize I had walked all the way to the balcony until my hands were gripping the railing, fingers tightening against the cold metal. The air outside hit differently. Cooler, sharper and exactly what I needed. “Are you serious right now?” I snapped into the open air, my voice breaking the stillness of the night. It wasn’t directed at anyone and maybe that was the problem. “Plagiarism?” I let out a hollow laugh, pacing once before returning to the railing. “Out of everything… that’s what you pick?”

My chest pounded hard. I crept towards the broken window and peered inside. A man held his bleeding hand and kept screaming. In Damian’s hand, was a knife covered in blood. My hands flew to my mouth as a gasp escaped. Damian turned to me but before his eyes could catch my sight, I turned away. My feet rooted to the spot. Then Damian called, “come inside, Janelle.” My fingers tightened around the door handle, but I didn’t move. “Don’t make me drag you!” He said again.

He chuckled all of a sudden. “Teasing him is an old habit I don’t want to stop, Serena.” I crossed my arms and tsked. “You guys would fit well in a BL story.” “What’s a BL?” he quickly inquired. “Boys Love,” I answered. That placed him in a fit of laughter. It was so profound that I found it unsuitable for his dark, gloomy, and dangerous vampire lord vibe. “That may be true but we are men, Serena. Not boys,” he finally remarked.

Their titles are; "Mr. Billionaire wants me Back" Which will be in both a mobo reader and a good novel And "His perfect Dare". Which will be available exclusively at a good novel. Thanks so much, for all the love. Please keep reading, liking, voting, and commenting but please only positive comments, not violent comments.

Lancelot cut her off before he leaped to face the monsters head on. I didn't waste any time and pulled Lucia towards the entrance of Nerissa's den. As expected, it was the part of the River of Flames with the most fire. A norma person would surely not take it. But because I can manipulate fire and I'm protecting Lucia, we are able to successfully infiltrate it. "Do you feel hot or burning?" I asked Lucia to make sure. "No. I feel warmth, but not to the point that I feel burning so you have nothing to worry about."

The same apartment where she wrote her story which was claimed to be plagiarized. She caught the sight of her laptop and walked closer. She turned it on and the cover picture of one of the female lead werewolf story she was writing, popped up. Another hit that is one of her popular books. The perfect, drawn picture of her female lead. She smiled bitterly as she stared at it. Her female lead have everything in this world. Her life is so perfect with her prince charming and all. How pathetic. There is no happy life." she said and typed on the chapter she was working on.

I’d want to thank My Black Suit King’s readers. As you can see, this novel’s first season recently ended. The second season of this book will be published together with the original Indonesian novel. You will receive an updating notice for as long as this book in your library. Alternatively, you may search for my name, Blezzia. Feel free to look at this original novel with title “The King of Denver” to find out if the second season of the Indonesian book has begun.

*Blair’s Point of View* --- I woke up with the bright light making me close my eyes again. Fudge! When did I open my window? I opened my eyes again to scan my surroundings and noticed that I was not in my room. This room seems so familiar, though. Then I turned to my left side and... Hold on a second. Why is it that there's a blonde-haired girl beside me? Sh*t, where the fudge am I? I looked at the girl beside me, and I noticed that she's almost naked with just a blanket covering her body while her back is facing me. That's one hell of a sexy back.

I responded against his mouth, desire clouding my judgment as we let ourselves fall onto the king-sized mattress. The old Bayron empire of violence and blackmail had been destroyed in the ashes of the previous contract. In its place, upon the foundations of customs and the courts, a new order arose where my lawyer mind and the fury of his lead ruled as a single indestructible power, sealed by a pure choice and an uncontrolled passion that would never burn out.

Catalina’s POV. I was making Luca’s bed nice and neat, gently smoothing out the sheets while he was in the bathroom. The room was so still and quiet, which felt really different from all the thoughts racing around in my head. While I folded the blanket and set it neatly on the edge of the bed, I couldn’t help but notice the vanity table nearby. A piece of paper was there, a bit crumpled, with its edges curled from being held tightly. Feeling a bit curious, I picked it up and took a closer look at the drawing. A little boy with dark hair was holding hands with a blonde woman who had a bright, warm smile. A sleek black Maserati stood out in the background. My heart felt heavy.