Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 92
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[Family Hospital]
Despite Svetlana’s neck, she refused to not drink after the winning news came out. Dread might have won the first tournament, but Enigmas won this second one, and now the third tournament will surely be a death game cos it’s the determiner.
But that’s in two months, and celebrating time is now.
Kent snuggled two bottles of alcohol into the clinic, then he went into a washroom with Svetlana to drink.
“Our winning is still like a dream to me…” Svetlana said drunkenly, meanwhile, she has barely drank half her bottle.
“I mean we were losing, but then suddenly….we won!” Kent laughed.
He looked drunk too. Though, he already drank past half bottle.
They clinked their glasses before drinking together again.
“Maybe you can be my bestie now.” Kent pointed at his head. “I love bad females who’re sensible.”
“You should have asked earlier! Why wait till now!” She grinned, placing an hand on his shoulder. “Cheers to our first day as besties, and to mark it, I’ll tell you a secret about myself…”
“I have a secret to tell you too! Though, it’s not about myself.” Kent drank his whole bottle at once.
“Then…” Svetlana separated from him, cheeks deeply red. “Then I guess we’re meant to be besties then. Listen, I’m from a royal family. I’m talking about the British royal family! I’m from the house of Windsor! My full name is Svetlana Louisa Edward-Windsor….”
“That’s one interesting secret right there!” Kent giggled. “But my secret is much more interesting, cos it’s about Boss Arturo… and Senior Castle…”
He immediately slapped himself.
“Senior? I mean… Castle! The other time in Boss Arturo’s office, I saw the two of them kissing! It was so aggressive and I nearly fainted! Then they dragged me inside, and Boss Arturo begged me not to tell anyone. I’ve been dying to tell someone! Carrying a secret is hard! Who’d have known Boss Arturo is gay!”
“No!” Svetlana shook her head. “According to the rumours I heard, he’s not gay. He likes both men and women. Meaning….” She laughed.
“He’s bixesual?” Kent frowned.
Svetlana nodded.
“That’s crazy!” Kent sat on the floor. “Am I the only one who didn’t know about this or what?”
“In Team Enigma, you have to put your ears on the ground and hunt for gists!” Svetlana yawned. “They won’t come to you by themselves! Gists don’t have legs, dawg!”
She sat on the floor too, and they both began laughing drunkenly till the door flung open.
El Crow came in with Bishop. They’ve been by the door, listening actually.
“Kent!” Bishop scolded. “You know her neck condition! Why would you even give her alcohol??”
Kent looked up innocently. “First off, who are you?” He blinked.
“You drunk-arse motherfucker!” Bishop pushed Kent’s shoulders.
Kent fell on the floor.
“Bishop curses now?” El Crow gave him a sharp side-eye.
“Some cases require it,” Bishop responded slowly.
With a smirk, El Crow lifted the water dispenser with his mind.
He poured every drop of the water on the heads of the drunkards.
And that was just enough. Their drenched clothes tilted their heads, and they began looking around like they were robbed of money.
Kent got up first, blinking off the alcohol repeatedly.
“El?” He blinked again.
“You saw Castle and my father kissing?” El Crow said.
Kent shut his eyes.
“Shit. I shouldn’t have gotten drunk. I was just too happy we won.”
“Answer the question, Kent,” El Crow remained blank.
“Yes!” Kent said loudly. “I witnessed that act and was traumatized. I’m not homophobic or anything, but I just didn’t expect Boss Arturo would be with Castle of all people. Castle is phony and a bastard!”
El Crow remained calm.
Kent took a deep breath before talking about. “Have you seen Blade?”
“Yeah,” El Crow answered. “Looks like he’s really not gonna make it.”
“So we were told,” Kent muttered.
Then, Svetlana stood from the wet floor too. She nearly slipped and fell, but Bishop guided her.
She pushed his hand away though. “I’m very fine…” She said, brushing her wet hair back.
“Svetlana Louisa Edward-Windsor?” El Crow said slowly.
Her eyes widened, and she looked up faster than her eyes.
“You said it when you were drunk,” El Crow continued.
“I….I was joking…”
“Are you gonna say the truth or you want me to enter your mind and look for the truth myself?” He glared.
His eyes were already glinting, so she shifted back fast.
“I….”
“Don’t tell lies, Louisa.” Bishop cut it worriedly. “He won’t hurt you.”
Svetlana looked at Kent who gave her a reassuring look.
Then she looked at Bishop who also nodded at her.
Her eyes met El Crow.
“I’m Svetlana. My English name is Louisa. My father is the late Edward Windsor who’s a younger brother to the current King of Great Britain, so… obviously, I’m a royal, from the house of Windsor….” She confessed.
“Who’s the Queen of Great Britain to you?” El Crow asked.
“She’s like my second mother. I lost my mum same year I lost my dad, and since then, the Queen and king have been taking care of me,” she responded as aptly as ever.
“She once had a child…” Kent said.
“Yeah. A girl child, but the child died on the day she was born. They were coming back from the hospital when the accident happened, and the girl child was cut to two by the steering wheel cos she was hooked inside.” Svetlana answered again.
“The hell?” Bishop blinked.
“So…why didn’t they birth another child since then?” El Crow asked.
“Cos the King lost his reproductive ability to grief, so they had to adopt the stupid Princess Charlotte.” She rolled her eyes to the side.
El Crow walked out of the room.
The rest followed him to Blade’s private ward where they stood behind transparent glass to watch as he struggled to breath properly with the various sustaining machines.
No one talked, but Bishop kept glancing at Svetlana.
If her royal family stuff is true, then it means killing her rapist ex-boyfriend is also true.
He gulped softly.
And by the door of that area, Lovato stood with her disguise still on.
Bishop actually left her without saying anything about her apology earlier, so she could only lurk around and see if she still has a chance.
And with El Crow here, all chances are blocked. She doesn’t even want to try anymore.
Maybe she’d continue whenever Bishop is alone again.
And then… Castle. He’ll cry.
She’ll make sure of it.
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[Camping Truck]
Skylar finished setting up her account two hours ago, then one hour ago, she went somewhere quickly.
She just came back few minutes ago and is now taking pictures for her new account.
She stood by the window, by the bed. She came outside and rested on the truck body. She stood on top of the small rock by the fireplace.
And all pictures were taken in his clothes. They came out well too.
She has never in her life taken a picture before. She rarely used mirrors too unless when doing her once-in-a-while makeups.
So, it’s the first time she really had a huge feel of herself.
Of course she knew she was beautiful, but the pride rose higher today after she took many pictures and none came out bad.
Even in the ones she pretended to be unaware, she was damn pretty.
She settled down to post some of the selfies, and after posting to her zero followers account, she instantly searched for ARDEN GLOBAL IG account, and she found it first.
500M followers. Followed by every damn model in the world cos ARDEN global is the blueprint anyways.
Skylar rested on the truck body, scrolling through the page.
So if the company account has this much followers. How powerful is the CEO herself? How influential is she?
She promised herself she’d never make anyone her a role model again after what Marisa did, but she can’t help but admire the CEO of ARDEN more.
Whoever she is, though she enjoys staying hidden, she gives her all the respect, and someday, she dreams of being the most sought-after model in ARDEN.
She clicked on their models news, and that was where she saw news that the highest paid model in the world—Princess Charlotte George-Windsor of Britain will soon be joining ARDEN.
She clicked on Charlotte’s profile from there, and she instantly got greeted by the heavy elegance and unrivalled English beauty.
Princess Charlotte is beautiful, no doubt, but unlike other people who instantly feel downgraded and intimidated at the sight of other beauties, Skylar feels even more empowered. She knows she only has to settle down and get fresher, she’d floor people.
With the long legs and body curves and legal face card? She’d surpass anybody on that runway.
She left Princess Charlotte’s page and returned to her pictures, but she wanted to use the back camera when she got tired of selfies.
She began looking for where to hand her phone after setting a timer.
She set it on the truck body, but it slipped away, but another hand caught it before it could fall.
She looked up to meet El Crow’s eyes.
Her already bright face brightened even more at his sight.
“Get back on the rock. I’ll take pictures of you,” he said cooly.
She instantly jumped on the rock, striking silly but hot poses while he clicked pictures of everything.
She came down from the rock and took the phone from him, dragging him with herself.
He got what she wanted to do immediately, so he put his arms around her body, and she put her hand on his chin, cupping it while he laughed genuinely.
She snapped the picture.
When they separated, she posted that picture on her zero followers account again. Zero likes and comments, but who cares? She just wants to feel what it’s like to be on social media.
El Crow dug out his phone and sat on the truck entrance, clicking his account. He hid it since Darius’s death cos Darius was the reason he created the account anyways.
But now he has a brand new reason which made him smile.
He made the account public again and deleted everything on it…down to the pictures he took with Darius and Arturo his father.
He got rid of them all, starting afresh.
“What’s your username?” He asked Skylar as he looked up.
She stood in front of him, arms rested on her waist. “Take a guess.”
“Lamp poll?” He teased.
She hit his head with her phone, and he leaned back, chuckling.
“Just say it. I suck at guessing.” He leaned forward again, grabbing her naked thighs in front of him.
He looked up at her, caressing the thighs softly. “Tell me.”
She parted his legs and sat between them, her back resting on his chest and her head on his neck side.
He put his hand below her thighs and held the two together.
She showed him her phone screen.
Username: Fale(moth emoji)Na.
“Falena?” He pronounced it.
“As you can see,” she shrugged.
With another smile, he searched for her account on his phone and found it.
He followed her first.
As her only follower, he liked her two posts and left star emoji as comment on the first one. On the second one, he wrote PERFECTION, then he left a knot emoji in front of it.
“What’s with the knot and stars emoji?” She looked up.
“Decode them yourself.” He pulled her nose with his teeth, and she grinned before he let go.
“Your username is Stitches?” She blinked questioningly.
“Because of my scar,” he said.
“But your scar is beautiful, if you ask me..” she looked at his mouth, touching the scar. “I love kissing it.”
“You do?” He whispered.
As answer, she tilted and pressed their lips together. El Crow instantly took over the kiss, holding her neck gently while roughly eating her up.
She caressed his body, and his hand squeezed her boobs hard.
She released a moan before they pulled away from the kiss.
“So… you’ll change your username to Cocaineboy?” She teased.
“Dream on.” He frowned.
She laughed out.
“I like the nickname in private, but think of a new one for me in public just like I call you cumslut in private and Falena in public.” He shrugged.
“Fine! I’ll come up with a public nickname.” She agreed.
“And as your first follower, I deserve something…” He looked down.
“Whisper it in my ear.” She brought her ear closer to him.
“I want to fûck you by this truck window tonight…after club. I want us to get drunk and fuck while drunk. It’s a kink I’ve been wanting to fufil,” he whispered seductively.
Just that whisper was enough to make Skylar’s inner things clench with the need for sin.
She just looked at him, and her eyes were enough answer for him.
He rubbed her brows.
“So…are you ready to tell me why you looked like that when you arrived an hour ago?” She asked. “You can’t hide your plight from me…”
“I caught dad and Castle…. doing oral in his office,” he said immediately.
“Wait….” She sat up with a gasp. “Both your parents are gay?”
“They’re bixesual. They do both genders…” He clarified.
Skylar reached for his jaw, stroking gently. “So…how do you feel after seeing them like that?”
“I…dunno…” He looked into space. “I’m not against queerness, but Castle just doesn’t feel right.”
“Your father is a good father to you with what I’ve seen and he’s definitely a good Boss to your team. Don’t be too hard on the man,” she said in a convincing tone. “Ok?”
El Crow rested his forehead against hers, caressing her cheeks.
“I hear you.” He smiled.
He nearly kissed her again, but she suddenly got up and went inside to bring the bucket list she wrote.
She handed it to him, and he read attentively…
One…Find my family
Two…Get your freedom from Jethro.
Three…Be the top ARDEN model and walk private runways.
Four…Go hunting with you.
Five…Go horse riding with you.
Six…I know your birthday is upcoming. I want to ride you so hard on your birthday you won’t be able to reply to texts throughout that day.
There are twenty wishes on the list, but he had to look up after reading that number six.
He met her smiling already. He stood and hugged her from behind, camping her into his hold.
“Brayden?” She whispered.
He rubbed his hair on her neck, then his hands traced her tummy till it reached the upper part where he squeezed her free boobs again.
She rested against him too.
“By the way, I went somewhere when you weren’t around,” she confessed.
“Where’s that?” He asked, biting her shoulder softly.
“The fake parents have been on a cliff edge, locked in a car since three days ago. I went there and met them dead, so I sent their bodies over to Marisa,” she narrated in one go.
He turned her around to face him.
“You’re wicked…I like it,” he said.
“Same way I like your cruelty,” she replied with scrunched nose.
Their smiles mirrored, and she gasped suddenly.
“The kitchen restock! We’re still going to see Eden too!”
“We better get dressed.” He pulled her into the truck with himself.
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