Chosen Mate Of The Beastmen Empire

In the ward, Nyx lay in bed, propped up by a soft pillow, flanked by two males.

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Seafarion peeled fruit with focus, a long spiral of peel dangling evenly without breaking. Meanwhile, Kai held a bowl of hot soup, blowing on each spoonful before feeding it to her.

Jouste stood there, speechless. He vaguely recalled seeing something like this before, but with men surrounded by doting women, not nearly this attentive.

Seeing a visitor, Nyx coughed lightly, embarrassed, sitting up straighter. "What brings you here?"

Truthfully, she wasn't hurt and felt fine, but both males acted like she'd been through something awful, insisting she stay for observation.

Jouste snapped out of it, guilt washing over him as he sighed, “It's all my fault you got hurt!"

He'd invited Nyx to audition but failed to ensure safety. Never in a million years did he think the girl he watched grow up, who often played at his studio, would do something like this over a role that wasn't hers.

This wasn't petty-it was outright harm. She didn't just target Nyx but anyone who might take her role, convinced that crippling them would secure it for her. Such malice from a kid he'd always doted on left Jouste reeling.

If it had been anyone else, they might've been dead or maimed by now. The culprit would've slipped away in the chaos, and with the local authorities' track record, it'd likely be brushed off as an accident-or buried by her family's influence if clues surfaced.

That's why she'd been so reckless. But she didn't

shutting her down with a few words, and the other

Nyx having two top-tier protectors. One was the richest man alive,

Jouste shifted his gaze to Kai. "Excuse me, sir, do you know a Leopardo?"

When he was young, just starting in film, a noble gentleman named Leopardo funded his debut project, kickstarting his

career.

That low-profile benefactor vanished after, but Jouste never forgot his face, even decades later. Seeing Kai gave him a jolt, like seeing Leopardo again. 'How could two people look so alike? It's like he never aged a day, he thought.

Kai glanced up at him. "He's a distant ancestor of mine." Leopardo was one of the aliases he'd used living here.

"You really look like him." Jouste marveled, studying Kai with admiration. "Have you studied martial arts? Ever thought about acting in my films?"

In decades of work, he'd seen countless action stars, some with family-trained skills, but Kai's display still stunned him. If Nyx's fight scenes showed top-tier skill, Kai had top-tier power.noveldrama

Kai almost shook his head but paused. "If it's a romantic role with Nyx, I'd consider it."

Jouste fell silent. He'd tried not to overthink it, convincing himself Nyx and Kai were just friends, but Kai's words shattered

that illusion.

Glancing at Seafarion, he saw a hint of jealousy, yet the man stayed close to Nyx. 'What kind of relationship is this?' he wondered.

Seeing Jouste speechless, Nyx's eyes darted awkwardly. She'd picked up some language skills lately and understood Kai's

comment.

'An old director like him probably can't handle something this unconventional-he must be shocked, she thought.

Before she could ease the tension. Jore laughed heartily, nodding at her just like your

The industry was full of messy finge-men flaunting multiple lovers wasn't rare, even seen as alwag. If they could, as em Nye

She wasn't some power-atmiting creep or buying affection-Beatarion and Kai willingly fell for her, proving the was genuinely likable

"If I were decades younger, I might've chased you ton, Jouste teased, grinning wider as both men glared at him.

Nyx shook her head helplessly, patting her partners hacks. "Young you must've been a handsome, talented guy, but I'd only admire you platonically-my heart's already with the ones beside me?

Her shaky, newly learned words weren't perfect, but they got through, Jouste's eyes widened, amazed at her language knark. She picked this up in just days? he thought,

The two males, officially dubbed her loves, couldn't hide their joy, bearing openly,

The investigation into the fall wrapped up fast. Sherilyn had bribed a crew member to loosen ladder screws and swap the harness for a flimsy one, aiming to ruin Nyx's career or worse,

Her father tried to buy a settlement but hit a wall, then sought top lawyers, only to fail miserably. He knew Seafarion was behind it but could do nothing, watching his daughter get a harsh sentence, aging him overnight.

Despite their rift, Jouste felt for his old friend's plight. "Nyx didn't get hurt-you should be thankful. Otherwise, a few years in jail wouldn't cut it. With how protective those two were, if Nyx had so much as a scratch, the culprit would've been hunted downL

Sherilyn's father sighed glumly, "I know, I get it.”

He finally regretted spoiling her too much. He should've stopped her small misdeeds early, not covered for her-now she'd hit an immovable wall, all her own doing.

Nyx didn't join the trial aftermath, staying abroad just four or five days to lock in her role with Jouste before leaving the hospital and returning home for her music show.

The show's head producer, hearing she'd had an accident, urged her to rest, saying she could skip episodes or quit-no big deal. But Nyx kept her word and came back, moving him to tears.

"Aren't you afraid the audience will eat you alive?" Nyx joked.

The producer laughed, "Yeah! You're the fan favorite-quitting after one episode would get me devoured!"

Sickness or accidents, no matter the excuse, fans would call it a cover-up, raging about shady deals and tearing the show

apart.

Nyx sighed, "Oh well." She'd only stepped in as a last-minute fill-in-her popularity was an accident; she shouldn't have touched that instrument.

From now on, I'll play it safe, stay low-key, aim for early elimination, and finish this gig!' she vowed. But dreams were grand, and reality flipped the script.

Maybe the first episode's instrument hit big, or the show planned to push culture all along-the second episode's theme was

opera.

Two guests actually knew opera, thinking they'd shine, but the expert teacher still raved about Nyx, even wanting to take her as a student despite her age.

Nyx politely declined, later suggesting to the producer, "How about cutting a couple of my lines this time?"

It was a variety show, not a contest-she wanted others to get a chance. The producer agreed at some thots. The sug guests thanked her personally for it.

Yet on live performance day, no amount of humility outshone the audience's keen eyes-Nyx's two lines stole the skyow, dubbed the finishing touch.

The judges stuck to the script, giving her a middling score, only to get blasted by fans for being blind and de, even the cog scorers' supporters joining in.

Nyx watched, baffled, as fans voted her to first place against the judges. Backstage, facing the quests bumped to second and third, she felt guilty and awkward.

"It's fine-it's your talent," they said graciously, comforting her instead. "Don't worry about it?

Losing to skill, not schemes, they took it in stride. The audience loved Nyx, and so did they. They got to experience Kyz's talent live.

"How do you pick it up so fast without training?"

"It's pure talent!"

Nyx smiled wryly at their praise. She hadn't studied opera, but back in ancient times, with little else to do, she'd heard it so much it must've sunk in.

"Nyx,” Kai interrupted their chat, handing her a small thermos of hot water to soothe her throat.

He doted better than any assistant, though he clearly wasn't one. His aura and closeness to Nyx made that obvious.

The guests knew he was a big deal, but his exact identity eluded them, hinting at his stature. They teased Nyx with grins "Boyfriend's here to pamper you again, huh?"

Sure enough, Kai's face lit up faintly, loving the label. Flattering a big shot with a hundred compliments wouldn't beat that one line.

Nyx nodded with a smile, not denying it. Since the incident, both males seemed traumatized, sticking to her like glue, taking turns watching her.

Kai especially had nightmares, waking up drenched-sweat or tears, she couldn't tell-turning leopard and crashing through her window at midnight, refusing to leave.

He insisted on moving in, sleeping in her bed. Naturally, Seafarion wouldn't stay behind alone.

Nyx felt lucky that the bed was big enough. One accident skyrocketed her mission progress. She didn't even try-both males won themselves over.

Living together, they didn't hide showing up at her work, and gossip spread like wildfire, with no PR cleanup. If anything, they fueled it, slyly spreading word that Nyx preferred one over the other.

The industry buzzed, and online, fans ate it up. Such a wild scandal was unheard of in entertainment history.

Nyx didn't want to dig into her own gossip, but her phone kept pushing it-she even stumbled on fanfiction, making her cringe and swear off the internet to focus on work. She loved her job, it kept her sane.

After topping two episodes, the show's pattern seemed set, and when Nyx won a third time by popular demand, the producer decided to center the season on her.

Her juicy gossip boosted the show's heat sky-high. Other guests didn't win but gained new fans from the spotlight. The whole crew gelled, the vibe unusually chill. But as her fame rose to the top, some sour notes crept in.

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One morning, Nyx arrived at the set, sensing everyone sneaking glances,

hesitating to speak. She grabbed a blunt guest to ask, and they stammered, "Uh,

did you see the online fights?"

"Fights?" Nyx blinked. "About what? Me?"

She'd ditched the internet lately and had no clue what was up. Pulling out her

phone, she unblocked apps and saw the top trend: [Nyx Rigged].

[This music show's a joke-they think we're stupid. Are we deaf or what?]

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[Hilarious-gold-daddy backing gets you first every time. No matter how great the

vets are, they're her sidekicks. Why even

compete?]

[Script's too obvious.]

[Watching this trash is a waste of time-it's all rigged.]

No names, but the target was clear, comments exploding with fan wars.

[I might not be deaf, but you sure are!]

[Yes, you're stupid. You got no brain.]

[Real talk-J's fans never thought it was rigged. Nyx is legit strong. I watched for J,

but she won me over.]

[They're obviously tight! R's no actor-her fans can tell she genuinely likes Nyx!]

[No point reasoning with them-just paid haters.]

[Who's bankrolling you? Spill it!]

[Live show, audience votes, fairest music gig ever, and you call it scripted? Get

lost!]

Nyx's fans weren't alone-other guests' supporters joined the fray, chaos reigning. "Don't look, Nyx," Marilyn said, snatching her phone. "Most of the hate reeks of bots-clearly hired. I've got people digging; we'll know who soon."

The tense contestants relaxed at that. 'Phew, not us!' they thought. 'Hurry, Marilyn, catch the real jerk and clear us! How are we supposed to face Nyx?'

The battle raged all morning, the haters' momentum fading, then surging back like they'd gotten a boost.

The door slammed open with a “bang.” An agent stormed in, shaking the crazed artist by the shoulders. "Why'd you pay the bots again? That's Seafarion's girl! Seafarion! Where'd you get the guts to mess with him?

"And she's got another backer-word is he's worse than Seafarion, roots too deep to dig up! What if he's some mob guy who offs you?"

"What are you scared of? It's done," the artist said, taking a drag, staring at the cigarette's red tip. "I just couldn't swallow it."

She was the show's original pick-Nyx stole her spot and soared, hogging the spotlight. That prize was hers, and Nyx snatched it all.

"Even Breaking Chains-I was the lead, but Nyx got the fame," she muttered, jealousy seeping out.

The agent shook his head. "You still can't take her on! She's got heavy hitters!"

"Huh? What hitters?" She blinked, then laughed, "You believe those wild rumors? Two top dogs fighting over a little bird like

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her? That crazy? You think it's real?"

She shifted, reasoning with him. "When we shot Breaking Chains, Seafarion

might've been her sugar daddy-I saw him once -but he wasn't hovering like the gossip says!"

All told, Seafarion showed up once, hushed them up, proving the rumors were

bunk.

"Those tales are nuts-making him sound like some lovesick fool fighting for her,"

she scoffed. "She probably cooked it up herself.”

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