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The Porter is Secretly an SS-Level Hunter

Disclaimer: MC is bisexual! Book One Finish! Warning: Arc One is terribly written; Arc Two is where the plot gets better. **** "I'm bored."  Neban Zaal, an SS-level hunter, was tired of being one. And even though he does not mind working all the time, he did not like fame nor being in the spotlight; plus, he never wanted to be a hunter in the first place.  He only became a hunter to provide for his son when he unexpectedly became a single father. But, after three years of being a hunter and making more than enough money to provide for his child for a lifetime, he is ready to quit.  So, he did what he finally wanted to since day one; he disappeared from the life of being a hunter.  But, he was always the type that had to work, or he would become too bored. He decided to do the next best thing to give him more freedom, but enough to make him feel like he is working: he became a porter.  Follow Neban in his adventure at keeping his SS-level a secret as he works as a porter while trying to stick to the shadows.  Remember, secrets always find a way into the light.  **** * Cover art commissioned from ukhyukhy 

RJMidnight · Fantasia
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91 Chs

The Mother of my Child (2)

Neban had a lie ready on the tip of his tongue when Tessa beat him by speaking first. 

"I am your mother." She told Theo. 

Theo did not say anything nor reacted; he only put his head on Neban's shoulder. Theo remembers his dad mentioning that he started taking care of him when he was one because Neban first had him during that time. 

Is that why his body was reacting this way? Theo was not a mean person, but when he looked at the woman, who claimed to be his mom, hate would fester within him. 

"Can I go to the bedroom, papa? I am tired." Theo softly whispered in Neban's ear. 

Neban rubbed his son's back before nodding his head. He let Theo down, handing him his phone, "Go to the room and contact anyone while waiting for me." Neban wanted to say names but couldn't with Tessa there. 

But it was okay because Theo understood. The boy nodded, holding his dad's phone in a tight grip before walking away.