Hot Driver - S01 E45

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Hot Driver - S01 E45

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 45

Duane went crazy on that spot going for Ron.

Ivory recovered from the shock quickly. She tried to break the kiss but Ron held her lip tightly biting on them forcefully.

Ivory winced feeling disgusted and irritated by having his rotten BBQ lips on hers.

The staffs and employee looked on in shock,eyes terribly widened. They were speechless and dumbfounded.

Ron kissed her lips hard, He could feel the taste of blood_ the unmistakable copper taste on his tongue, he definitely bit her lips hard that it drew blood.

But he doesn’t care, he continued savoring on her lips.

Ivory punched him, hit him, fought but he didn’t stop. He was pinning her legs down forcefully and that’s why he hasn’t received a kick on his small D.

Ron was gone, He could remember those times, that he’d kiss the hell outta her, her lips are the most delicious he’s tasted and he missed them so much he didn’t wanna stop kissing them.

It’s Bloody?. He doesn’t care.

It’s not mutual?. He doesn’t care.

She’s gonna hate him more after this?. He doesn’t care.

Ivory was still fighting.

He just want to feel the taste of her sweet lips again on his. He knows she wants him too, Maybe she’s playing hard to get. Typical Ivory.

Thinking about that, he smiled into the kiss. He was still lost in his own foolish paradise when something slammed so hard on his head.

That made him to break the kiss with a loud grunt. He turned back furiously.

And that was when the staffs got their voice back.

“How could he do that to boss”.

“He deserved to die by her hands.”

“There are rumors, he dated her in their college days and broke up with her, so what’s he doing here, kissing boss forcefully! Justice for Ms. Bennett!”

“Justice for Ms. Bennett!!!”

“Someone should get him arrested. He deserved to rot in jail”

Amidst the chaos. Ron looked at Duane like he was nothing, like he was just a rat that should be stepped on by him.

How dare he interrupt his fun time.

Duane looked at him fearlessly and daringly, wiping the fingers he used to smacked his head on his shirt like it was some sorta shit.

Ivory moved first, slapping Ron across his face.

The slap was loud, the sound was thunderous and deafening that it resounded through the walls coming back to them like a wave.

Ivory bolted out of the lobby in anger, tears welling in her eyes as she strode to her office.

Ron’s left ear deafen temporary and he could swear he saw stars behind those eyes of his.

His head tilted sidewards at the impact of the slap before reddening displaying the trail all her five fingers.

The Impact was so quick. The noise coming from the staffs as died down now replaced with a look of satisfaction.

Ron hasn’t recover from the slap when another one struck him like a thunderbolt. The sound was sharper and louder than the previous.

This time it was form Duane who looked livid with anger, his red eyes testifying to how furious he is.

Ron’s right cheek reddened even more than the left, where Ivory had slapped him.

The staffs held their breath, shock and surprise showing in their eyeballs.

Ron held his cheeks, It looked like his eyeballs will fall from their socket at this rate.

“Uhhhh” Ron groaned wanting to fight back, he threw hus fist at Duane’s face but Duane caught that hand, twisting it so hard that a bone break.

The sound was traumatizing, but it all looked like it’s unreal before the realization began hitting everybody. Ron’s broke a bone.

Ron winced was sharp and deafening .

“Ahhhh!!!!!”. “Fûck” He cursed.

“You made her cry!!!” Duane thundered, punching Ron’s forehead.

His forehead broke. Ron’s eyes turned. Duane’s hit are too murderous.

Ron tried to fight back again he held his forehead raising a leg to hit Duane’s face with it.

But Duane was faster. He held the leg tightly and Ron eyes widened wondering how he was able to do that.

Before Ron could process what was coming, Duane drag that leg forward and the back of his head slammed hard on the floor, his head cracked, the insane head ache he felt after that was unmeasurable and unbearable.

His blood erupted painting the white clean floor crimson.

“Argh!!!!!!!” A loud agonizing cry tore off his throat.

Duane went down with him, punching his chin repeatedly till his whole mouth is covered with blood. Duane wasn’t satisfied, he punched him again repeatedly till two ugly teeth flew off, rolling around.

“You. Don’t. Touch. Her. Again, you. Don’t. Make. Her. Cry” Duane said with a punch to his throat.

“Is..”

Punch.

“That..”

Punch.

“Clear?”

Two punches.

Ron couldn’t talk, he’s already a mess.

Two punches.

“Is that clear?”

“Y…Y…yes!” Ron managed to speak.

“Good” Duane said before standing up from him taking the route to the washroom, he’s still unsatisfied tho, but he doesn’t wanna stain his hands more with Ron’s unworthy blood.

The staffs on his way shifted away in fear. Some released the breaths they had no idea they were holding.

His fists and white shirt is full of the dawg blood already, he doesn’t want to stain them more.

From a corner, a CCTV free area, Beauty watched silently, getting wét by his brutality.

His bloody finger looks sexy. The thought of having those fingers inside of hell made her drip more shamelessly and she had no choice than dipping her fingers inside her p@nties, She fingered herself hard in that corner as she fantasized about him, covering her mouth with her hands to muffle her môans.

She loves this man, she wished she could go give him a hug right now, even the blood on him make him look hotter, he’s hotter than hell.

Beauty dipped her two fingers deeper as the fantasy got stronger.

Meanwhile, the securities had rushed inside after getting an alarm. They gripped Ron taking him out of the property.

He was tossed into his car, one of them contact his wife, but she didn’t pick any of the four rings.

Ron got out from the backseat and entered the driver’s seat stubbornly, driving himself outta the Empire completely.

{Abigail’s Mansion_ Evening}

Abigail made dinner happily, She dismissed her maids again. Maybe at this rate, she doesn’t need them anymore.

But her guards and securities didn’t leave.

Abigail stirred the chicken soup she was making. She sniffled in the aroma and it smell just too good it could pass as a perfume.

She chuckled at her own thought_ pass as a perfume. A perfume indeed she nodded.

Tyler will be here anytime soon and she planned to make something very delicious for him.

She actually can’t wait to see her darling husband again. Though they still met two days ago when he took her for shopping and they talked over the phone, endless chats, video and audio calls throughout the night but she still missed him so much, their baby misses him too.

Few minutes later, she was done, she set up the dinner on the dinning table, covering each foods.

Then the door bell sounded. Abigail was so happy, she literally flew to the door, opening it.

Tyler stepped in and he couldn’t hide his happiness when he saw his wife.

He embraced her into a warm big hug, before kissing her deeply. She kissed back.

“You know you could have entered with the code” Abigail pouted after they broke the hug “the way you entered that day”

“Maybe I wanted to see you do it” Tyler pecked her forehead. “How’s our baby doing” Tyler said Before pecking her belly

“Nutty”

“I made us dinner” Abigail said.

“You made us?!” Tyler face lit up and he lifted Abigail into his arm, tickling her as he carried her to the dinning.

“S…s…stop” Abigail said amidst dinner.

Tyler didn’t stop, he took her to the dinning, placing her on the table.

He checked the food and the sweet aroma slapped his face. He had a taste before giving her a thumb up.

“My wife is still the best cook and server I know” Tyler said over mouthful of pasta before feeding her some.

Abigail opened her mouth, chewing healthily.

“Best server? What’s that?” Abigail glared.

“Yeah, cuz you will still serve me another meal after this” Tyler winked and Abigail laughed hard hitting his head.

“I’m serious” Tyler looked into her eyes, I’ve missed hearing you scream my name. It’s high time we topped the baby”

“Me too, eat and get enough strength first” Abigail licked her lips seductively.

Tyler fed her “you need the food too, cause I won’t stop”

“Stop being naughty!” Abigail laughed.

“Don’t you think it’s high time I plead to your sister, gosh..the day she banged into me house, she almost slapped me, She’s scary and protective, I like that” Tyler said seriously and Abigail laughed.

“I trust her” Abigail laughed, “I will tell her we’re back together soon tho”

“She won’t be angry?” Tyler asked.

“Not at all” Abigail said wrapping her arms around his neck stealing a kiss.

“You know better than stealing a kiss, dearie” Tyler lifted her into his arms.

“Up the stairs!” Abigail shouted.

“I won’t stop, I warned you” Tyler laughed taking her upstairs, their lips locked on the way. Both kissing with hunger and impatience.

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{Curtis Residence}

Maeve dressed up, it’s the same cloth she wore when she came. Thank gawd Curtis didn’t destroy them this time.

She had so much fun and pleasure today all thanks to a particular someone and she feels like doing this often, not with Curtis but maybe Tyler. She wished he’d drilled hard just like Curtis do. Tyler’s definitely perfect, so he’s gonna be perfect on bed too.

Not like her small skinny D husband.

Curtis came out from the bathroom. He just had his bath.

“I’m sure, nobody has fûcked you this sweet all your life, you might as well as log it into your diary” Curtis said.

Maeve didn’t reply. She isn’t gonna admit that.

“The award winning is tomorrow, you’ve gotten it already” Curtis talked again.

“Thanks for the award in advance and thanks for the good fûck, I will definitely pay you” Maeve said picking her small purse from the bed, going for the door.

“You wants to pay me?, you will do anything I asked for?” Curtis said smirking secretly and Maeve stopped, hands on the door knob. She didn’t turn back tho.

“Yes, I will” Maeve finalized before going out.

Curtis thought about what she just said, she’s going to do anything he asked for?.

He knows what he will ask for already.

He wants her.

He took a drug container from the bedstand before taking two pills in his mouth, swallowing with the bottled water on the bedstand.

{Same Evening_ Ivy’s Fashion Empire}

The empire is closed for the day.

Ivory went for her purple limo entering the backseat.

Duane entered the driver’s seat too.

Nobody has talked to each other since the incidence earlier and the atmosphere felt tensed.

Duane drove out of the empire taking the route to the mansion.

“I’m going to my private residence” Ivory said and Duane turned the car around, directing the wheel towards the residence.

Duane wondered if she was OK, She looks moody and her eyes are puffy like she’d cried a lot.

Duane noticed and decide it’s high time he broke the silence.

“Are you okay, Ivory” Duane asked genuinely, not his overconfidence and arrogant self.

“By the way, I saw what you did to him and I will give you a thumb up for that” Ivory said ignoring his question. Deep down she knows she isn’t OK, the stupid memories had come haunting her earlier in her office. She’d cried alone, she couldn’t hold it.

She even almost got dissociative episode again but she controlled herself. Ron had to digged out the foolish memories with his stupid kiss. She’d scrubbed her teeth earlier in her office washroom, scrubbing like that’d replace her teeth and mouth that was kissed by Ron’s rotten lips.

If only he knows how rotten his lips taste.

“That doesn’t answer my question Ivy, are you OK, you cried” Duane asked again pulling into the house.

“No, I’m not” Ivory said with a broken voice.

–{Morales Mansion}

Maeve got down from her car after packing fully at the driveway.

She entered the house and she couldn’t hide her shock when she saw Ron curled up on the couch, his head is bandaged, he has plasters and bandaid on his face and he has a bandage on his arm too.

In a sentence. He look doomed.

He is sleeping peacefully on the couch but he was even wincing from his sleep.

His eyes opened when Maeve stepped in.

“Where are you coming from” Ron managed to say weekly, his voice lacked so much life and it looked like a party is happening in his skull. The headache wouldn’t stop.

“Who did you like this?” Maeve asked not like she cares but at least she has to fake concern.

“I asked where you were coming from!” Ron shouted wanting to stand up but he fell back to the couch.

“Who did this to you too!” Maeve snapped. Again Ron couldn’t answer, how’s he suppose to tell her that he kissed Ivory forcefully. He just hope it doesn’t get to the news. Ivory will definitely pull some strings to cover that.

But, is Duane going to beat him for free.

“I asked a question” Maeve said bringing him back from his sea of thought. She’s obviously tired of faking concern.

“Never Mind” Ron said and Maeve was happy to hear that. She gives zero fûcks about his health.

“Okay” Maeve said going for the stairs.

Ron watched her go, there’s something different about how she walks.
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