Reckless - S01 E76

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Reckless - S01 E76

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 76

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[OphChem Cellar]

Cove had went out to get breakfast for Stacy some minutes ago, and he came back with one of her favorites—Spaghetti and meatballs.

Exactly the way she wants it. No ceremonies on the side, she just wants normal today, and now he’s feeding her like a baby.

She sat in bed, legs folded in a Buddhist style while he sat across, feeding her every forkful gently. She opened her mouth, taking it gently everytime too.

He choose the smallest fork, but somehow, opening her mouth properly is a problem.

“I wonder why your mouth is so small.” He said.

“Why are you talking like Tasha?” She blinked. “I have a small stature like my grandma! Of course everything is small!” She frowned.

“Your mum was tall?” He asked, feeding her another full.

“Yeah, mum was of average height, just like dad. But I had to inherit the shortness of my late grandma!” She said dramatically.

He smiled, not bothering to wipe the grease on her lips.

“But apart from that, this thing is spicy!” She held his wrist.

“You said you liked spice,” he said.

“But not too much you cruel thing!” She remarked, slapping his arm.

He chuckled and offered her a cup of water which she drank from.

Dropping the cup, he began feeding her the meatballs.

“I’m willing to share one with you,” she teased him with a blink.

“Jokes on you, I h@të meat.” He said.

“You’re a vegetarian?” She gasped.

“Don’t Fuçkin call me that ugly name. I h@të animal products cos I h@të animals in general.” He frowned.

“Why do you h@të meat?” She asked seriously.

“Cos my favorite horse once betrayed me? He stopped running when I was riding.” He said casually.

“Wait… you’re actually mad!” She exclaimed. “You h@të animals cos of that? My chest… you’re just weird!”

“So….what happened to that horse?” She blinked.

“I burnt—”

“You burnt it! Of course you did! You mentally deranged nutjob!” She cut him off loudly.

He smiled again.

She’s so cute when she’s talkative like this. The way her long dark lashes bat, and the way she points at him with her long nails.

The way her lips flatten and her delicate shoulders rise. The way the fine collarbones set.

He was staring at her and at the same time staring at these expressions, and his smile never faded.

Now she’s full, so he dropped the plate, and she felt the grease on her lips as she tried to talk.

She got tissues to wipe, but he held her hand and shook the tissue off.

His head came in, faces meeting. He attached his lips to hers, kissing away the crumbs from her lips.

She blinked, cheeks reddening as if that was her first kiss.

She’s sure his gentle act is for acting sake to calm her down and find her softness again, and soon, he’ll go back to his wild, uncontrollable side again.

Her Thiago is never gonna stay gentle.

But she’s wishing this side of him should last.

She likes when he’s attentive like this, and the way his eyes follows every move she’s making.

She popped her lips out of his mouth after he licked it all, and she blinked severally before drinking water.

Not minding the fact that she just ate, she lay down on her right side in bed, and Cove followed suit immediately.

He lay down on his left side facing her, stroking her face gently, touching every space. Her whole face could nearly fill his one palm.

They exchanged breathings, eye contact, tension as the caress went deeper, extending to her lips.

He didn’t go beyond the face though.

“That will never happen again. I won’t touch you sëxually unless you tell me to.” He whispered.

“You better keep to your promise.” She muttered, burying her face in his chest and hugging him under the warm blankets.

Cove frowned.

Promise?

Wait…is that considered a promise?

Just like that?

Fûck, people are so strange.

—

[Outright Medias]

“In three days, out candidacy in presidency will be out.” Kaylee sighed, relaxing on her chair in front of Albert who’s sipping wine.

“You took too long in Vegas, and you missed a lotta conferences.”

“You sent me the footages, so I know who’s on our side and who’s not. Not something to fuss about.” Kaylee said confidently.

“It’s imperative that you shouldn’t miss anymore meetings. We’re just starting to build the seats, and by the end of the year, we should have a stronghold against the elections next year.” Albert said.

Kaylee smiled, leaning forward on her chair, whispering. “You’re already talking like the President.”

“That’s only normal. The country is safe in my hands.” Albert laughed, dropping his glass.

“You know the grandest? The fact that our wards are getting engaged. It’ll be the grandest engagement ever. People will think it’s a wedding!” Kaylee boasted loudly.

“How he doing? I mean…. Dorian.” Albert asked.

“Voice back to normal, but he’d have to use prosthetic on his finger.” Kaylee sighed, feigning sadness.

“Once our candidacy is announced in three days, Cove will be in trouble.” Albert assured.

“I know what you’re thinking, President” Kaylee smiled as they picked their glasses again, clinking.

—

[Lane Mansion, 7PM]

The boys had been waiting since 6, waiting for Remo’s father—Minister Lane to appear.

He ordered them to come to the mansion for dinner since three days ago, and they’ve been coming without meeting him. Just the maids.

Today, the maids said he mandated them to wait, so they waiting.

They’re all smoking pipes in the living room, smokes curling like apparitions.

If Remo’s mother were here, she’d probably make them all kneel for smoking as big as they are, but Mrs. Lane is not in the country.

She’s managing her affairs somewhere in Africa.

Remo’s mother is a strict black woman, just that his father’s white genes won, so he was born white.

Another cloud of smokes rolled out of his lips, and he groaned.

“If your mum were here, I can imagine us jumping like monkeys now!” Max laughed.

“Remo’s mum has to be the scariest woman I’ve ever met, that evil witch enjoyed making us cry when we were young.” Frank said.

“Blame yourselves for chosing to be my friends since childhood.” Remo grinned, pointing his pipe forward. “I’m Fuçkin Kaylee again tonight!”

“Ohh…she spent almost a week in Vegas, she missed your cóvk don’t blame the widow!” Frank said.

“No blames found!” Remo said.

Their laughter spread.

“And Kehlani is being a good girl by staying off Reid. I can tell she’s scared of what I might do.” Max said proudly.

“You and this Lani girl,” Frank frowned. “Why did you even breakup with her in the first place?”

“Cos Remo influenced me?” Max shrugged.

“Now don’t point fingers! I didn’t hold you at gunpoint!” Remo snarled.

“I have my eyes on Zendaya though,” Frank announced. “She deserves a good fûck for that nice shape she just acquired!”

“Bad boy!” Remo laughed, but the air changed when Minister Lane entered.

They dropped their pipes, stepping out of the smokes to meet him.

Minister Lane—a tall lanky man with shallow eyes looks like he’s in awe as his shadowed eyes stayed on his son.

“Did you just say you were Fuçkin Kaylee?” He said.

Remo scoffed. “Old man,you heard that?”

“Tell me!” The man held his shoulders.

“Yes, that’s right. Any issue? Are you gonna seize my cars? Remember you only bought five out of my ten car collections, I bought the remaining five with money from my old women so what?” Remo smirked.

“No one is talking about your cars, fool! You’re Fuçkin Kaylee? Good boy! You’re really my son! Keep records! Keep clear records!” Minister Lane grinned, tapping his cheek.

Frank and Max exchanged glances behind father and son.

Remo smiled, getting his father.

“You’re interested in ruining Kaylee too? Great!”

—

[Nightfall, Elite1 Hotel]

Kaylee is suspended on the ceiling, nakedly. The ceiling has a panel for this Sh|t, so it’s not affecting the buildup as she spiralled.

Eyes? Blindfolded.

Mouth? Ball-gagged

The chains binding her wrist to the ceiling are eating into her skin, but she doesn’t care.

She’s only interested in the young boy below her body.

Remo.

Remo stood on the bed, and from there, he could touch her anyhow he pleases.

He’s naked too, grinning derisively as he touched her with a feathery, tickling stuff made from clustered furs.

Kaylee squeeze, Mõ@ned against the gag, pulled against the restraints.

She flailed as the sensations tortured her, sending jolts to her center.

Remo looked over at the hidden camera in the chandelier, smiling eerily before returning his attention to the woman.

Now that his father is interested in getting her videos too, he’s gonna be taking this more serious.

He unwrapped a vibrator, inserting it into her center.

The greedy center swallowed it whole, and Kaylee shuddered as if electrified as the machine drilled her.

Remo stuck her arse with his belt from behind, creating redness.

Kaylee saw the otherworld.

—

[Two Days Later, RIDE University]

Trinidad decided to upgrade Trevor’s birthday a little bit more, so she invited the whole school.

RIDE students don’t care about who the owner of the party is, they just wanna ball and vibe.

So immediately she posted on the campus official group that her kiddo is celebrating his 16th, she got the responses she wanted immediately.

Everyone’s coming. Everyone.

She had booked the Plaza for the Sh|t, and by 8pm, party will kickoff.

It’s Friday, and RIDE tests ends today, so it’s a Thank Gawd It’s Friday mood.

More crowd, more fun.

Trinidad was grinning as she came down from her helicopter at the airfield.

She didn’t come with Cove today cos that Fuçker seems like he has something occupying his time again, and it can only be Stacy.

As she climbed out, she saw Elmira and Roxy on the field too.

Their copter is just flying back to the sky, meaning they’re just arriving too.

Roxy’s eyes are full of resentment towards Trinidad, but she doesn’t care. Even Elmira is h@tëful, but again, who cares?

She has braced herself for wh@tëver is gonna happen if Roxy decides to open her secret.

So she just walked off nonchalantly.

“I can’t believe that bîtch is planning a party after doing this to me,” Roxy muttered, adjusting her walking stick under her arm. “I’m sure she sent those Aussies to do this to me, but shame on her, I didn’t die. She better be ready for me in this campus.”

“Sis, shall we disgrace her at the party tonight? You said her secret is shameful enough to break screens.” Elmira chirped.

“If I’m gonna disgrace her, I’ll be the one to call the party. I won’t disgrace her in another person’s party. I’ll make it classy and unforgettable.” Roxy replied stiffly.

The next copter to land was Jeremy’s, and when he came down looking grim, DIAMONDS among the students nearly screamed their heads off.

His guards have doubled, so now, no one can get even ten meters close to him. They could only scream from afar.

His eyes clashed with Elmira’s, and Elmira’s h@tëful expression doubled.

No, it tripled.

“Let’s go,” she helped Elmira with her walking stick, and they stepped away.

—

[Mass Comm Lounge]

“Hurray!!!” The girls screamed, bringing their coffee mugs together to clink and drink.

They’re right in the middle of the lounge, grinning.

“Welcome back, goth barbie! I missed you!” Kehlani pouted.

“You dare not miss me!” Stacy winked happily.

“The next time you go on a strange seclusion without informing us, I’ll set your butt on fire!” Tania glared.

“Yes mommy!” Stacy grinned.

“Gawd, I love y’all!” Tasha gathered them all in her arms.

“I missed Glitz!” Stacy pouted.

“When that lunatic Cove came to campus bleeding, it’s about you, isn’t it? Maybe you had a fight, and you decided to go into seclusion, and he went feral?” Tania said.

“Stay in the dark!” Stacy squeezed her face cutely.

“Unfair!” Kehlani and Tasha chorused, and another laughter broke out.

Then… A thud sounded on their table, and they looked up to see Trinidad.

She dropped a flyer on their table actually… for Trevor’s birthday.

“Make sure you come, Tania. You’d love what I’m gonna show you.” She said briefly and left.

“She talked to me? Did something possess her?” Tania muttered.

“Trini is cool, actually!” Kehlani said.

“Trini?” Tasha blinked.

“She once called me Kelly, so yeah…” Kehlani shrugged.

“Trinidad is cool, seriously.” Stacy said, and the twins eyes snapped to her at the same time.

“You didn’t just say that!”

“Deal with it!” Stacy smiled, picking her buzzing phone. “We’re attending Trevor’s party, y’all.”

And with that, she left the lounge to go reply her texts.

Zendaya quickly slid behind the lounge door when she saw her coming. She has actually been watching her from the window.

Stacy strolled down the hall, and Zendaya’s evil smile formed. “You have no idea what’s coming to eat you up, Stacy.”

She clicked her tongue and left the corner, only to meet Elmira and Roxy in the front.

She froze, moving back, and Roxy pressed her walking stick closer.

Zendaya shifted again.

“You’re coming to the party, right?” She whispered.

Elmira smiled behind.

—

Stacy actually received Cove’s text, and that’s why she left the lounge to have her privacy.

As she walked the long hall, she read….

Thiago: Having fun?

Instead of replying, she decided to call, but before she could call, his call buzzed on her phone like he’s waiting her.

Smiling, she picked fast.

“Hey, why’d call me?” She rested on the wall, blushing.

“I can’t?” His voice hit her eardrums deeply, resonating.

She knew he had a deep, tantalizing bass voice, but on phone? It’s more seductive.

“What are you doing right now?” She asked, biting her lip.

“Thinking about you,” he replied, and her blush got redder with heat.

Her chest thumped.

“Are you done with your last test? Can I come over to your Major hall?” She asked.

She was still waiting for his reply when she started walking away from that hallway, and unexpectedly, Jeremy appeared from nowhere.

He’s on his way to his Private Lounge, and Stacy quickly moved out of the way. He didn’t even look at her.

He walked past indifferently with his guards, and Stacy returned to her phone, but the call has already been cut. She blinked.

“I don’t remember ending it,” she muttered, and almost immediately, a paper note flew with the air and landed right beside her heel.

Her eyes stretched, cos this kinda paper is the exact one Her Excellency wrote to her with.

She looked around, trying to figure out where it came from, but there’s no one else with her.

Skeptically, she picked the paper.

It’s another blood note from the anonymous Her Excellency.

→Second warning, and it’d be the last. And I’m doing this again cos you have a pretty face, and I don’t want it to wrinkle later cos of depression. Thiago is a great actor who’d even cry for you to get what he wants! Has he cried for you before? Gawd! Wait for that stage and you’ll fall into deception! As insurmountable as his deranged pride is, if he wants something, he’d pretend to crumble at your feet just to get it, and once he’s done, you’ll end up getting burnt by his manic fire. HE’S A MANIPULATOR!

Immediately Stacy finished reading, someone took the note from her, and she whipped around to meet the cold eyes of Cove who’s now staring deviantly at the note.

He actually cut the call cos he wanted to come meet her himself.

As he read through, he smirked, bones hardening.

“I trust you, Thiago.” Stacy said, breaking through his stare.

He looked up, and she hugged him, resting her head on his chest.

Cove set the note on fire with a matchstick, and the paper was burning on the floor as he hugged her back tightly.

He shut his eyes, inhaling her pink rose scent from her neck.

From the glass wall of his private lounge, Jeremy watched with his two hands pocketed.

—

[6PM, No Sleep Garage]

Trevor is at the verge of madness already. No, cancel that. He’s running mad for real.

When Trinidad came to get him to come take a look at his gift, he expected a car cos he asked for a car, but he didn’t expect two!

Trinidad bought him a Rolls Royce, and Cove bought him a Lambo.

Even Matteo booked him a vacation at a Island as promised.

And Stacy gave him a debit card to a loaded account.

Trevor was crying like a baby as he climbed the car trunks one after the other, sounded the honks repeatedly, kissed the card and hugged the vacation board.

Nearly all his classmates are here too, watching with envy, and his numerous crushes who’re cheering him up and popping champagne.

Trinidad said she’s still gonna take him out at 8. He doesn’t know it’s to his party, and that’s still an upcoming surprise he’s not ready for.

Everyone drank alcohol, bathing him in it and popping more champagne.

“I still can’t believe this,” he said dramatically….”Can someone shoot me to death? I’ve fulfilled my lifelong wishes.” He sniffled, hugging Matteo.

“You deserve it,” Matteo said gloomily, trying to act right.

“Wizard…I’m so grateful! Even if you later turn out to be a criminal, we’ll go to jail together!” He hugged Cove who didn’t return it.

“Arsehole.” Cove muttered.

“Stacy….” Trevor faced her, and Stacy smiled drunkenly.

She hasn’t even had more than a cup and is already tipsy.

“Whenever she gets clearheaded, you can thank her.” Cove said, lifting her to his arms. He took her in.

“T-girl!” Trevor hugged her so tight she nearly fell.

“Trevor!” Her eyes widened.

The classmates all blinked in surprise, wondering what’s going on.

Matteo blinked too.

—

[Inside]

The garage extra room got upgraded too, and now there’s a resting bed and better sofas.

Stacy was talking gibberish as she entered the room with Cove behind her. She came down from his arms by herself, and he just let her.

He sat in bed slowly, and the mattress went down under his weight. From there, he watched as Stacy hugged the door, pouting.

“You didn’t even drink two cups, Dollface.” He said calmly.

“I think I’m flying… Thiago…” She left the door and swayed, sitting on the floor with funny, rolling eyes. “Gawd…I’m going to jump….” She chuckled, closing her eyes and and opening it three times.

She stood, then sat back on the ground, laughing shortly.

“Thiago,” she murmured.

“Mm,” he replied, smiling a little again, watching her intently.

“Do you remember the song…. Give me the champagne, let me feel the pain, you are my ease-pen… I think it was sang by the person who produced Champagne, so when I was drinking it, I was just thinking about it like the world is a small world…” She laughed again, laying on the floor

Cove chuckled, glad that to one else is watching this with her.

“Thiagooooo…” She drawled, standing and staggering to the wall.

She nearly hit her head, but he quickly stood and dragged her back.

“You said you wanted to go to Trevor’s party by 8. Won’t let you go anywhere if you keep being drunk.” He said.

“Thiago…” She attached her teeth to his neck, biting him softly.

“Stacy,” he held her waist….

“Thiago I love you…” She murmured… “With my life….oh my life….my head…”

Cove became motionless, his eyes flipped up, and her body stopped moving. She fell asleep.

I LOVE YOU?

Before he could even process it better, his phone rang.

He held her body to his own with an hand and picked the call with the other hand. He recognizes an Aussie line when he sees one, and he took a guess before picking.

A witchy, bold laughter filled the phone immediately, knocking his ears.

His eyes lifted. As expected.

The shrill laughter persisted till the second minute before stopping, then the voice of the witch came…

“Now I know why you’ve been enjoying your stay too much in that place, you must be having a good time fooling and playing everyone especially that pretty girl… Stacy. That naive, innocent lamb…”

“I’ll kill you,” Cove muttered dangerously, his voice a growl and a breath, harsh and deep and seriously dark.

His eyes glittered with madness.

“I heard you’re in uni, and I seriously bursted into laughter here….Uni?” She continued. “You became a university student here when you were 17. When you turned 20, you graduated uni, killed your father, went to jail, set the penitentiary on fire and escaped to Los Angeles! You’ve been in Los Angeles for five years now so you’re logically 25, and you’re posing as a 20 year old boy? Manipulator!!!!!” She yelled.

“Shelby!!!!” Cove roared, loud and pissed and insane.

“Call the name properly! It’s Her Excellency Shelby X!” The voice roared back. “Your half-sister!”

TBC.