Reckless - S01 E53

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Reckless - S01 E53

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 53

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[RIDE University, Wardrobe Suite]

In a rough push, Stacy’s palm pressed into Cove’s chest, but that only drove him more feral.

Intense brutality.

He took her two wrists into one hand, pinning the both above her head in the stuffy wardrobe.

His mouth ate hers. His heavy impatient breaths drowned her tiny, tiny squirms.

She’s not kissing back, but he doesn’t care, he just wants to dominate.

A slim bead of sweat crawled down her throat, down her chest, down the middle of her breàsts.

She bit his lip, and that made him pull away with a grunt.

His lip bled slightly, and when he touched with his finger and saw blood, he smiled before looking up to catch her breathless face.

His smile curved when he saw the bite mark on her lip is now fresher .

Now he likes the bite she gave him too, and the craziest catch is that she bit him on the same spot he bit her on, so they look branded.

As if they stamped each other.

“I like it, the bite.” he whispered.

“What exactly do you want from me? Today, you act cold, next minute, you’re lukewarm. In a blink, you kiss me, say I’m nothing, and now I’m getting kissed again in a d@mn wardrobe! What’s your deal?” She demanded heatedly.

“Don’t get on the ice with Dorian tommorow,” he went blank.

“I’m definitely skating with him. Dorian is my friend and my other half on the ice! If skaters are gonna win tommorow, then I have to be on the ice with him!” She snapped.

He took her wrist, pulled her close with it suddenly.

“Other half on the ice? Sounds ugly. Say it again!” He demanded devilishly, his voice echoing inside the small cramped space.

“My other half on the—”

He held her chin, pressing her jaws down so she couldn’t finish the statement.

“Tell me who SHE is, and at least we can have a proper conversation!” She said through her teeth.

He let go of her, and she went back on the back of her foot till her back hit the wardrobe wood.

“Tommorow, learn how to cry before getting on that ice, cos you’ll be crushed, and after you get crushed, Dorian’s arm would be burnt, by me.” He promised, something snarky curling with his voice.

He walked out of the wardrobe, looking even more devilish than he was a minute ago.

Any other hand who even thinks of making a contact with her deserves the grave. He doesn’t have to even touch her, he only has to think of touching her, and he’s going to take his life and waste it.

Dorian is number one on the list of such offenders.

Yeah, offenders.

He took the last step out of the suite, leaving goosebumps in it’s wake.

Stacy came out of the wardrobe, looking totally disturbed and restless.

But she hasn’t changed her mind though. She’s gonna be on the ice with Dorian tommorow.

After all, the school paired them together, so it’s the least she can do to help herself.

Cos academically, games count too in this campus.

He won’t be the reason she loses with his twisted evil personality.

She touched herself on the lip.

The bite hurts, and his face flashed in her head, making her since.

“Nutjob,” she muttered.

The sounds of footsteps behind made her turn as swiftly as possible.

Her vision enlarged when she saw Zendaya coming at her with one of the trophies on the suite shelf.

She nearly smashed Stacy’s head with it, but Stacy quickly moved out of the way.

Zendaya stumbled and fell.

But she spranged up fast, grabbing the eagle trophy again. The wings are sharp, so her plan is to slash her with the wings, cut deep.

“You…” She pointed the trophy at Stacy. “Kissing him again? What are you gonna do next? Announce him as your boyfriend? I h@të you!!! You have to die! Just go off!!!” She screamed, coming at her again.

“You already tried to kill me once, so I’m not even surprised you’re trying again,” Stacy muttered.

Zendaya stopped on her tracks immediately.

“Yesterday, the kidnapping….to the workshop.. attention seeker…voice modulator, burnt suit… It’s all you! You have an accomplice which I’m sure is your father!” Stacy said.

Zendaya’s eyes widened.

The trophy fell from her, and the wings broke as it landed on the ground.

She looks caught. Found out. Shaken.

“You even tried to shoot a gun at me, but thankfully, someone set your father’s suit on fire, and you know who that someone is? It’s the same guy you’re dying for… Yeah it’s him! It’s Covey!” Stacy smiled.

Zendaya’s eyes widened again.

“People change, actually, but yours is phenomenal, serious, horrendous! The worse you could do was shout at me and hit me which I was ready to take, but death?” Stacy shook her head, then she nodded.

“You’re a legend,”

“It’s a lie! You’re lying.” Zendaya snapped back quickly. Her shock flew off. “I caught you kissing him in that wardrobe and now you’re lying on me? Who wants to kill you attention seeker! I’d rather kill a rat!”

“There you go again, with the attention seeker nickname,” Stacy muttered, eyes going up.

Zendaya gasped, freezing.

Her phone made a sound in her pocket, and she brought it out with shaky fingers.

It’s her dad calling.

“Yeah, dad?” She picked.

But nothing came from her dad. All she’s hearing is…

“Move, Mr. Brown. Move forward!”

“I really don’t understand why rich people are never contented. You kidnapped Stacy Montana?”

“I’d love to see you rot in jail!”

Zendaya’s vision seemed to blur, and she had to blink, straining her ears to make sure she’s not mishearing.

“Dad?” She muttered.

“Dad!!!”

“Seems your dad already got caught by my dad. Karma is impatient these days, and trust me your father will rot in jail for desiring my dad’s Media Houses.” Stacy smiled.

Zendaya ran madly out of the wardrobe suite.

Stacy made to step out too, but she noticed her pin-under top pin is out, and her leggings is low on her waist. Her pink floral P@?tië? is showing.

It’s as a result of his rough-handling.

“That madman,” she muttered, pulling her leggings up her waist and pinning the too back.

She left the suite, and this is when she realized the school is burning, literally.

Everyone else were focused before she left this rink, but now they’re in clusters, faces in their phones with wide mouths and eyes.

And comments like…

• Holy Sh|t! Kehlani’s pvxxy?

• This is mad!

• Oh I’m gonna cvm!

• Her Mõ@ns! She can Mõ@n!

• Max I’m so Fuçkin dripping!

• Oh Max! (Laughter)

• If anyone told me I’d be seeing Kehlani Beckett’s sëx videos and nudes before I die, I’d deny it.

• Holy motherFuçkin’ pvxxy!

• d@mn, but she’s clean I swear. Look at that eatable cl1t.

Stacy felt like she was hearing rubbish at first. She felt heat as the gossips grew.

Her armpits felt wet.

Kehlani? Her Kehlani?

She picked her phone from where she dropped it earlier.

She didn’t even have to search the group.

She already received so many notifications about the trending videos already.

She clicked on one, and…

“Fûck me harder! I love your cvck so Fuçkin much!”

Kehlani’s Mõ@ns filtered out of the video where she’s sitting on a very high chair, her legs aren’t touching the ground. She’s blindfolded, and while a strange guy held her legs apart, a blurred guy Fuçked her.

The blurred guy is definitely Max.

And that video is the shortest of them all. The rest of them are more nasty.

Kehlani riding Max.

Kehlani sucking him.

Max fawking Kehlani with a vibrator.

Max eating ice in her pvxxy.

And so many others.

But the poster made sure Max’s face is blurred out in everything.

“Oh…my…gawd.” Stacy muttered, her chest tightening as she lowered her phone and ran forward, searching for Kehlani in the crowded rink.

She was easy to find.

Kehlani sat in the middle of the rink, right on top of the ice.

Her head hung low, and Tasha sat there with her, covering her from the crowd of students around.

“Lani!” Stacy rushed to them, going on her knees beside Kehlani who slowly looked up.

Surprisingly, she’s not shedding tears.

Matter of fact, she’s smiling.

“I excepted this, and I’m seriously happy.” She muttered.

Tania rushed into the rink too. She was halfway through the football practice when she heard the news, and she had to rush here.

She pushed the students on her way off, and she knelt beside Kehlani too.

“Hey, Lani. Are you ok?”

Kehlani nodded.

“It’s my fault for agreeing with him when he told me he wanted us to start recording our intimacies. There was even one time he hired a male prostitute to hold me down while he Fuçked me on a chair. It’s my fault for falling for an animal, and I’m glad he finally spread this on the internet cos that’s my last property with him, and now I feel free.” She smiled.

Stacy pulled her into a deep hug immediately.

“I left Max at the stadium, couldn’t even face him before coming in a rush cos I was scared you’d be hurting yourself.” Tania said.

“I’m so sorry you had to experience this, baby.” Tasha said.

And a loud echo of claps sounded across the rink immediately, coming from Elmira who looks like she just conquered the world with Roxy right behind her.

“My sweet boy wants nothing to do with your arse anymore, so to break the chains completely, he poured his last memories of you on the internet. Go there, download, and keep it!” Elmira laughed with mockery.

“My love what are you saying?” Roxy blinked. “She can’t keep it for herself now, it’s online so everyone already saw her punani. Democracy at it’s finest!”

“Of the people, by the people, for the people!!” They chorused, laughing out loudly.

Every single person in the rink laughed with them except Kane.

He leaned on the barricade, watching everything silently.

Stacy suddenly stood, wanting to go attack Elmira. Tania stood too.

Kehlani quickly pulled both of them. “No. No don’t beat anyone cos of me. Tania you’ll kill her if you touch her, you barely escaped not playing in the match, and you Stacy I know you’ll beat Elmira but she’ll beat you too and I don’t want you getting hurt.”

Stacy breathed out.

But Tania is still staring at Elmira and Roxy intently.

Stacy’s phone rang, and she wondered why her dad’s secretary is calling her.

She picked anyways, and what he told her made her gasp.

“What’s up?” Tasha asked.

“My dad … Fainted. Mr. Brown is behind my kidnap, and he has been nabbed.” She muttered.

“What!” They chorused.

A minute later, they’re all rushing out of the rink.

Another roar of laughter filled the rink from everybody. Elmira laughed the loudest, feeling so proud of herself.

But she paused when Max entered the rink.

“Babe!”

Max seems like he’s not in the mood to talk.

He just took her arm and dragged her out of the rink.

Kane smirked.

—

Max let go of Elmira inside the observatory, and she snorted at his sudden roughness.

“What the hell! Maxwell!”

“Who said you could transfer videos and pictures from my phone to yours and then go ahead to post it!” He yelled angrily.

“No you have no right to be angry,” Elmira frowned. “She’s your ex and I can do wh@tëver the hell I want with her nudes!”

Max raised his hand on her for a slap. She quickly shut her eyes, but the slap never landed, so she opened her eyes to see his hand is down.

Tears rushed out of her eyes.

“Did you just try to hit me? Cos of your ex girlfriend?”

“The next time, Elmira…” He shifted closer, and she stepped back. “The next time you go behind me to do anything I don’t approve of, I won’t only break up with you but also post your nudes too!” He threatened.

Elmira sniffled, and Max left the observatory, making a fast call to one of the school group top admins.

“I want those pictures and videos down! You have five minutes to take them down!”

“But it’s useless, people already have it saved on their phones.”

“I don’t care! Take them down!” Max shouted, still mad.

He left the hall, and Elmira came out of the observatory, wiping her tears.

“To the deepest pit of hell with Kehlani, Max. No one can take you from me. No one.” She smiled.

Roxy met her there, and they stuck palms loudly.

“You’re so evil, I love you.” Roxy laughed.

“I love myself too!” Elmira grinned as they head down.

—

[Medical Center]

When Stacy and her friends arrived, Albert is already up.

He’s not even in bed. He’s in front of the ward, a slight bruise on his chin from Dorian’s punch.

“Sweetheart what are you doing here? Your friends too?” He surprisingly blinked.

“I called her, sir.” His secretary replied beside him.

“Dad!” Stacy held him, turned him around like she’s the mother checking out her son.

“I’m fine,” Albert smiled. “I’m fine I promise. The punch landed when I wasn’t expecting it, so I fainted for two minutes. I wasn’t carried here, I came here myself to get the slight bruise below my chin treated.”

Stacy sighed. “Thank fûck, I was scared a lot. Won’t survive if anything happened to you.”

“He’s inside, the angry man.” Albert winked.

Stacy understood immediately.

She entered the ward where Dorian sat in a chair quietly, staring at his own fingers like he still can’t believe he punched Albert.

But he rose when Stacy entered.

“Hey,” she sounded distant.

“Stace, I am very, Fuçkin sorry. I swear it wasn’t intentional. I was too mad and I just wanted to kill Mr. Brown for doing that to you, so I wasn’t hearing or seeing anything and I was just—”

“Dorian, calm down.” She interrupted softly, and he closed his lips.

“I saw how you held Zendaya that night so tight your guards had to shout your name before you let go, and I saw the way your eyes changed, and I’ve been suspecting you have DID since then.” She said.

He sat back on the chair, facing the floor slowly.

“When did it start?” She asked gently.

“I honestly have no idea. I dunno, I just lose control when I’m angry, and it’s like I become an animal entirely. Unless someone is with me to bring me back, I might kill, Stace. I might kill.” He shook his head.

“Are you on pills?” She asked.

“They don’t help much,” he said.

“I’ll give you one.” She offered.

He looked up.

“Mum was a chemist remember? I still know some of her drug recipes. I only have to enter this hospital lab and manufacture your drug.” She explained.

“You will?” He sniffled.

“Yeah, trust me. What are friends for?” She smiled.

“You’re an angel, snowdrop. You nake me calm.” He smiled back cutely, feeling so much at ease.

“Mr. Brown?” She asked.

“He’s with the cops. There’ll be no court hearing since he’s not denying the charges.” Dorian replied.

Stacy nodded.

“But Zendaya,” Dorian said.

“No. Her dad already confessed to everything, so I plan to leave Zendaya alone. I won’t ruin her.” She replied.

“You’re too kind,” he whispered, admiration and love in his eyes.

“I’m just humane.” She shrugged.

—

[Police Station]

Mr. Brown knew there was no escape route immediately he got arrested.

This is Albert Montana, so even if he hires the best attorneys existing, he won’t win the case.

Also, there are too many evidences.

The prints of his car tyres, the gun registered under his name. The burns on his arms.

Also, the suit might have burnt to ashes, but it still carried the strong scent of his cologne.

He’s trapped, and now all his lifetime hardwork is going down the drain. It’s everywhere that the richest oil and gas CEO in America is arrested for kidnap and murder attempt.

He’s going to jail.

As he sat on the cold metal chair in the interrogation room, he feels like he has lost a lot of weight already.

Though, it’s just starting.

From this room, to jail.

His face is bloody, bruised, battered—results from Dorian’s deadly punches.

He looks dented.

He could hear the cries of Zendaya outside as she begged the cops, but even if gawd descends today, he won’t be saved.

The door slammed the wall as Zendaya barged inside with teary painful eyes.

“Why would you confess to something you didn’t do? Dad, you didn’t kidnap anyone so why would you admit to it just why!!!” She yelled, flipping the table.

“What use would lying be?” Mr. Brown looked up, eyes hopeless.

Zendaya hiccuped, snot crawling out of her nose slowly.

It entered her mouth, but she doesn’t give a fûck.

She just wants her dad out.

Stacy and Albert entered the room with the girls behind, cops accompanied them.

“When you came to my office, you were probably planning to enter me directly, wasn’t it?” Albert said, planting himself in front of the handcuffed man.

“You didn’t succeed in killing my daughter or getting me through her, so you wanted to come straight for me like the fool that you are. I’m not the richest on the tongue, I know I have ops and I’m always ready to take them down! You’re also the one who sent a shooter to take me down during the public manifesto last year?”

Albert unbuttoned his shirt, revealing the gunshot scar on his chest.

“Back then, I was still the second richest, I hadn’t climbed this high, but you were still after me, and now that I’m number one, you got crazier. You’re jealous and angry just because I’m rich?” He scoffed. “I didn’t steal the position! I didn’t steal the money! I made the money! I made every penny with my hardwork! My sweat! And you wanna take it from me?”

Mr. Brown stayed silent.

He couldn’t even look up.

Zendaya is still hiccuping.

“You’ll rot in jail, Brown. You will rot!” Albert yelled.

Then he rolled out of the room.

Zendaya rushed to Stacy immediately, dropping on her knees in front of her

“Please, Stacy. Think about our friendship. Think about the bond we share. Think about our elementary school days when you promised to always protect me. Please let my father go I beg you!!”

Stacy didn’t even talk.

Tania and Tasha and Kehlani went down beside her.

“We’re aware you planned the kidnap with your father, not jailing you with him is merciful enough, bîtch.” Tania muttered.

“Not rusticating you from campus is another mercy, Daya. Stacy is too merciful, but then you need to come to school always and be shamed as the daughter of a criminal.” Kehlani said.

“I can’t believe I liked you a lot,” Tasha shook her head. “I advised you severely, but you threw it all away. Now leave us alone.”

They stood back, standing beside Stacy.

Stacy looked down at Zendaya, eyes hooding. “Glitz lost a member, but it won’t lose it’s prestige. I won’t keep a friend who tried to kill me and my dad, and as for your father? He’ll rot like my dad said.”

She left with the girls, and Zendaya sat on the bare ground.

But when cops entered to take her father, she screamed out again, rolling on the ground.

—