Pretty Reckless 소설 & 이야기

Because it sounded… honest. In a dim office across the city, the same man from before sat watching multiple screens. Zayden Vale’s call log. Hotel system alerts. Internal access trails. He exhaled slowly. “He’s accelerating,” he muttered. A woman standing beside him asked, “Should we interfere?” The man shook his head slightly. “No.” A pause. “Let him dig.” He leaned back slightly. “Because the deeper he goes… the more unstable he becomes.” A faint smile formed. “And unstable people make mistakes.”

“I agree. And it is just stupid. Unsafe. Reckless.” “Gee, tell me how you really feel,” she said with a laugh.

Merigold lets out an inhuman growl “ I want every bunny here now! No exceptions! I want every prospect that doesn’t have a death wish here now!” It takes less than a minute for everyone together. The entire club. Even Anne is here and she doesn’t have to be. Merigold has gotten her breathing under control but hasn’t lost any of her fire. “ I am the Reckless Renegades Princess and I’m claiming my throne. My word is the law now. Effective immediately there are going to be changes. If you don’t like them. You know

But I couldn’t let her see that — not now. She pulled back slightly, her hands gripping the front of my shirt. “Promise me,” she said, her voice trembling. “Promise me you won’t do anything reckless.” I hesitated, my jaw tightening. Reckless wasn’t in my nature. Calculated, sure. Ruthless, when it came to it. But reckless? That wasn’t me. Still, I knew what she was really asking — that I wouldn’t throw myself into danger without thinking of her, of the baby.

“You can’t be serious.” He leaned back, fingers toying lazily with the edge of his glass. “Dead serious.” “You’re delusional.” “You’re reckless.” “Excuse me?” My voice sharpened, my pulse climbing. “You don’t even know me.” “On the contrary,” he said, tone maddeningly calm, “I know you’re impulsive. The kind of person who acts before thinking, speaks before breathing, and drags chaos wherever she goes.” “Wow,” I said, leaning forward. “Did you read that off a fortune cookie, or are you just naturally arrogant?”

His heart pounded as he ran unsteady fingers through his hair. "Maybe you should slow down-" "It's not like I acted on it! I walked away! I did the right thing!" Alex slammed his glass down. "It's not my fault she looked good in those tiny shorts. It's not my fault my body reacted. I'm a man, for Christ's sake!" A few nearby patrons glanced over. The bartender leaned in, talking lowly. "Sir, I'm going to need you to keep it down." "Keep it down? Sure. That's what I've been doing for years! Keeping it down. Keeping it friendly. And this is what I get?"

“That means he’ll swing harder. Desperation makes him reckless.” Vivian raises a brow. “Reckless is dangerous. Reckless means collateral damage. Are you prepared for that?” I swallow the sharp response that rises and instead say, “Let him swing. The messier, the better.” She studies me, her expression unreadable. “You know what this looks like, right? You’re not just playing chess anymore. You’re daring him to break the board.” I smirk, but it feels thin even to me. “Then let him. He’s been playing games with people’s lives for years. Time he loses.”

But she looked exhausted and dizzy, and I wanted her to rest while the twins were sleeping. “Who wants it slow and sweet? I want you to be yourself with me in bed, Killian – reckless, untamed, and passionate. You don’t need to restrain your urges around me.” Her words surprised me. It made my co*k swell with need. “Is that so? Don’t tell me I didn’t warn you!” I grabbed the back of her head and closed the distance between us. She gasped, realizing my intentions. I took advantage of the moment and claimed her lips in a desperate kiss – the type she demanded.

“You have to take a risk sometime. Might as well be for a ride on Jon fucking Moretti.” Sienna’s glass had been plonked onto the coffee table now, her usual calm composure frazzled as she rolled her eyes exasperatedly. “Bungee jumping and all that shit is regulated, Anja. What you’re trying to do right now is send our friend home with a dangerous fucking criminal. How can you be so nonchalant about this shit?”

"They were whores who sold themselves to the highest bidder, just like Mama." "Shut up!" Andrei exploded. "Leave her out of this!" "All I'm saying is, you are no saint, Drei. Just a lucky bastard, that's all. It could have easily been you sitting here," Leks laughed bitterly, his caustic resentment drifting through the phone. "We've both done terrible things. Not exactly surprising, after all, we came from the same rotten womb and sucked from the same titties." "Watch your mouth. That's our mother!"