Talking Ben X Speed Novels & Stories

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she looked forward in the car. Of course her gaze was set at Xavier. “He's the one that's really escorting you here,” she jolted me out of my thoughts. “Are you gonna say he's also weak?” she continued. “I can't say that actually,” I scoffed. “But I bet he's not as strong as I am.” I flexed my muscles after rolling my sleeves up and I snickered. Of course, I've got nothing up there. “You should tell me we were not followed by some strangers at the very least,” Ben made my gaze divert towards him. “That would have eased the pressure, my hands were about to peel off from turning the wheels swiftly.”

I was a beast on the treadmill—in the gym, but today I was weak. Swinging his hands, Benjamin continued his intense running on the treadmill. His sweat clung his blue compression t-shirt to his skin. “I’m al..." his pants slurred the rest of his words. “Was I supposed to understand that?” I stopped the treadmill and dropped down. Benjamin chuckled as he pressed the button, causing the treadmill to stop. “I’m guessing documents about your father’s tenure are missing?” He strolled towards the bench press. “Yes.” Trailing behind him, I settled on the resting bench, a few meters from the bench press.

He hesitated for a moment before adding, "For saving my butt." A smile tugged at Hunter’s lips—a rare, genuine moment of warmth breaking through his usually composed demeanor. "I didn’t realize until now how good it feels to have someone to talk to," Benjamin continued, his gaze dropping to his hands as he fidgeted nervously. "Is it okay if we talk more often like this?" His voice wavered slightly, the vulnerability evident in his tone.

I bite my lip, in anticipation for what he's about to say. "Jax told me about the little stunt you pulled at the racetrack. Apparently you drove at high speed." "I was being safe." "How exactly was that 'being safe'?" Xavier responds with air quotes around the last part. "Well for starters, I didn't drive at high speed." Xavier raises a brow in my direction. "Isn't 300 considered high speed?" "Not for Callisto. She can do an easy 350." "Callisto huh." "Yes! She's my favourite."

He asked. “Yeah dude. No worries. Completely understand. I’m just glad Becka was able to find some of her family in such a short amount of time.” I responded. “That’s another discussion we need to have. But it can wait for now. After all, we lose this fight and it won’t matter anyways.” Ben looked down at the suitcases in his hands and then inhaled deeply, “Anyways, let’s get moving. Not getting anything accomplished standing here.” He said as he started walking towards one of the blacked-out SUVs.

My thoughts are suddenly interrupted when Mason’s stern face is right in front of me as he shouts, “KANE!!! FOCUS!!! STOP TALKING TO OTHERS!!! YOU HAVE TO CONCENTRATE ON WHAT I’M SHOWING YOU!!!” I instantly lower my head and coward from him a bit. Instinctively, I nod my head. “I’ll stop talking to Ben. I’ll focus on the lesson.” Mason growls a little bit before he grunts, “Good. Now pay attention.” I quickly mind l**k with Ben, “Hey, I have to go. I’ll talk to you later.” Ben softly replies, “Okay. I’ll talk with you later.” I’m glad to finally know that Ben is fine.

Xavier curled his lips in a sneer, "Are you saying my words are nonsense? I told you not to come, but you insisted. What, are you afraid my dad will ask? You can't wait to report my whereabouts to him in detail?" Mr. Ben’s face turned pale as he lowered his head deeply, bending his back like a shrimp. "Sir, you’ve misunderstood me. I just care about your health and specially came to visit." Xavier glanced at the fruit basket on the bedside cabinet, his tone neutral, "Visit?! Thanks a lot! How did you know I needed this fruit?" "Uh..." Mr. Ben nervously wiped the sweat from his brow. "I came in a hurry, and the things I brought are indeed a bit humble. Next time, I’ll definitely…"

"How does it look?" Ben gave Taylor a wide-eyed, shocked look. "Jesus." "What?" Taylor plopped down next to Ben on the love seat and looked at the screen. "It's just... I don't know. It's good. It's really good." Ben was reviewing the movie in 2x speed as he continued.

It was at 140 km/h. Oh, mother of God. I lowered my voice and pleaded with him. "Benjamin, please, can you slow down. My teeth are about to rattle right out of my head." Through the rearview mirror, I saw the corner of Benjamin’s mouth twitch slightly. Then, he slowed down to 120 km/h and gradually down to 100 km/h.