Sweet Sin - S01 E02

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Sweet Sin - S01 E02

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 2

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[8PM]

The rain has stopped now, and the sparks of the street buzz is back again with people touring bars, clubs, restaurants and grills.

Cars and bikes touched the tars again, basking in the smell of after-rainfall.

Expensive company skyscrapers rose like mighty shadows, towering above other buildings.

On top of one of the skyscrapers, Wrath Investments Empire was carefully crafted in red color. This skyscraper is black, glinting with bright otherworldly lights.

It’s the only black skyscraper in this city, and that’s why it’s distinct and easy to spot, but difficult to enter.

It’s the top investment company in this city, owned by Dean St. Graves.

But right now, across the road, a matte red BMW is parked like it’s there for a intentional purpose.

And from the car backseat, a pair of threatening blue eyes stared out. The blueness almost reflected with the lights from the skyscraper as they stared at it with questionable intents.

But not for long, cos five minutes later, the car moved, rolling smoothly across the city of NYC.

The window wound up, and the blue eyes disappeared behind the glass as if they’re not interested in the city bustlings. As if they’re bored with the mundane liveliness and shit.

The car arrived at Kindred Foster Home shortly, and it zoomed inside as the gate went apart automatically.

Kindred is the largest Foster Home in the country—an orphanage for homeless orphans.

Kids ranging from 5 to 12 could be seen writing their school assignments in the open spaces, and teens from 13 to 19 could be seen chatting and laughing heartily, happily.

The car stopped in front of one of the buildings which is noticeably the Owner’s office.

The driver in front of the car rushed out, then quickly went back to open the  door for blue eyes at the back.

He stepped out in his long black coat, black undershirt, and same color of pants as if muted color is his grace.

With a resting bitch face that looks like it’s not familiar with warmth, frilly blue eyes, long tall legs, smooth hair, and leather gloved hands.

Just like he stared at the company skyscraper, he began staring at the office. The driver had to speak up…

“Father Tobias, do you want me to—”

He was cut short when a giant Doberman jumped out of the building, throwing itself at Tobias.

A sprinkle of recognition hit Tobias irises, and he didn’t even have to squat to reach the dog since it’s very tall. He stroked it’s head fondly.

“Grimm,” he hummed, voice husky, a raspy hum.

The dog whined happily, rubbing it’s fur on him, and the driver gasped.

This man is a Priest, and dogs are unclean. Why is the dog rubbing…

He made to push the dog away, but the dog sank it’s teeth into his arm, biting so deep blood hit the ground.

“Arhhh!!!” He staggered back once, falling on the ground.

Then, the dog returned it’s attention to Tobias,, wagging it’s tail restlessly, looking too excited.

If Tobias saw the wounded driver on the ground, he didn’t act like it cos he just continued stroking the excited dog’s head with that fondness.

It’s been five long years since he left this place for seminary school, five years since he left his dog and  family here in this Foster Home.

Yeah, he grew up here with his twin brother Dean, and their younger brother Saint.

They’re the St. Graves brothers who lost their parents at a young age, so their Uncle Will who’s the owner of this Foster Home took them in.

But Tobias is darkness itself. Deep, scary darkness. He’s the total black sheep of the family.

So after he graduated college at 22, Uncle Will sent him to seminary, hoping when he graduates and becomes a Priest, he’d change.

Tobias head went angled as he continued stroking Grimm’s head, and the bleeding driver on the ground looked on unbelievably.

Throughout the drive here, Tobias didn’t say a word to him. He just sat there poignantly at the backseat, unmoved. There was a moment he wondered if he was even breathing cos of his heavy, suffocating silence.

But now, they arrived here and he showed recognition for a mere dog?

The dog even bit him but he doesn’t say a word of sorry?

Isn’t he a Priest?

The new Priest of their church?

“Tobias St. Graves!” A bubbly voice said from the front of the office.

Tobias slowly lifted his hand from Grimm’s head.

Grimm whined in protest.

Tobias looked up, his eyes catching the figure of Uncle Will by the door of the office.

“Welcome back, son,” The man with classic threads of grey hair smiled with soft, satisfied eyes.

It’s his habit to call the St. Graves brothers his sons’. They’re his late brother’s kids anyways.

In few minutes, Tobias was inside his office with him, seated behind his long desk stacked with documents of orphans upkeep details.

Uncle Will sat in front of him.

“Thought you were gonna go straight to church, Tobias. The church assigned your first duty for tomorrow already. You’re officiating the  wedding of your twin brother Dean and Seraphina Redd from the Redd family!” Uncle Will said brightly.

“I know,” Tobias responded, low…almost a growl.

“Then why did you come here straight?” Uncle Will blinked.

“You don’t want to see me that bad? You’re even complaining to my face?” Tobias said coldly, reclining.

“No! Tobias, you know that’s not true! I just thought your brothers aren’t around here. Dean is at his bachelor’s night in some hotel, and Saint? You know that one can’t do without his illegal bike races for a night, so he’s probably racing as we speak.” Uncle Will quickly explained.

Tobias responded with silence, and Uncle Will smiled again, looking him up and down thoroughly.

“I can’t believe this is you, Tobias. We’ve been talking for minutes, and you haven’t said a single cuss word? You haven’t raised your voice, too. The Tobias from five years ago would have grabbed my neck right now and maybe make me bleed out of every hole in my body..” He chuckled

“How’s the company doing?” Tobias deadpanned.

Uncle Will blinked.

“Wrath Investments Empire? WIE?”

“Do I have any other company?” Tobias tilted.

“Trust Dean, he has been doing a good job developing it as the CEO since you left. Look it up online, WIE is the top company in NYC right now. Too smooth.” Will nodded.

Silence swallowed the office, just Tobias staring emptily at Will, and Will smiling softly.

The driver peeped inside to relay a message. His arm has been treated by the foster matrons.

“We have to get to the church now, Father Tobias. The sisters and brothers are waiting to welcome you.” He announced.

“You are?” Uncle Will asked.

“Jude, one of the church brothers.” He replied.

“Why would an a church brother be sent to drive a Priest? Aren’t there enough drivers in the church?”

“Father Tobias is too special as the youngest Priest the church has ever received, so it’s an honor.” Jude smiled cheerfully.

“I know, but it’s sweet hearing it from you.” Uncle Will grinned.

By now, Tobias is already standing, heading for the  door.

“You’ll meet your brothers in church tomorrow! Be careful!” Uncle Will shouted, rushing after him.

Jude followed.

Getting outside, Jude opened the door again, and Tobias hopped in.

Jude drove them away, and Uncle Will smile widened.

“Tobias? Calm? Jesus.” He grinned. “I’m proud of his progress.”

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[Savior’s Alive Church]

The sisters, brothers, choristers, and the nuns were already waiting in two lines in front of the Church, all wearing their white habits and holding the sweetest baskets of roses.

When the car drove into the wide park, their anticipation rose.

News about this new Priest has been circulating since last year, and they’ve been preparing for his arrival as he’s a special one according to the Church management.

The day is finally here.

Jude quickly opened the door again, and as Tobias stepped out, the marvels in the eyes of everyone is so obvious. He’s indeed the youngest, most handsome Priest here.

And the first blue-eyed one too.

“Welcome to us, Father!” They chorused, pouring the roses around to sprinkle on his path.

“I hate roses,” Tobias curtly said, no warmth as he walked inside.

“Drop the baskets! He says he doesn’t like roses!” Jude scolded them as he ran after Tobias whose long legs are making his walk too fast.

Everyone began dropping their roses baskets. Everyone except one of the nuns—Estelle.

She couldn’t stop staring at Tobias retreating figure, and her palms kept tightening on the basket handle.

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[Next Day]

The Church premises feels like a meeting of wealth is happening inside as different expensive exotic cars rolled into the park.

The second park had to be opened cos the first one got filled with Dean’s friends,  family, business associates and staffs of Wrath Investments. Seraphina’s family, and the staffs and management of Redd Holdings.

This is a business  wedding anyways.

Dean himself is inside his car with his Manager, Secretary, and Uncle Will.

He’s got blue eyes like Tobias, but the blue isn’t as deep, and he’s got apple chin too, but also not as deep.

That’s the only subtle resemblance. Their twin resemblance is limited.

His hair is perfectly brushed back, and he’s adjusting his tie.

“Why the hell is Saint not here ? His older brother is getting married! The fuck is that punk?” He complained.

“Even if he doesn’t appear, at least your twin brother will be the Priest officiating your marriage, that’s enough.” Uncle Will said.

“Tobias?” Dean faced him, grimacing uncomfortably. “It’s funny that you think his evilness has changed. I’m not happy about his damn return by the way, so I need Saint.”

Before Uncle Will could respond, the car door pulled open, and Saint’s head popped in fast.

He has the face of a lawbreaker, and the smile of a miscreant. Brutally handsome like his brothers, and smooth hair like them too.

Smooth hair is like a signature of the St. Graves family.

Saint wore a white singlet on his white slacks, tiny earrings, and there are multiple hickeys and lipstick prints around his neck.

“You little shit!” Dean cussed.

“Nah, you aren’t entering the church looking like that,” Uncle Will pointed. “What’s with the singlet and the hickeys and the damn lip prints around your neck?”

“I have my suit on my bike. And about my neck…” Saint laughed dryly. “My girls were thirsty for d+ck today. I had to serve c+m in their mouths.”

He stretched his hand to Dean’s suit pocket, pulling out an handkerchief.

He cleaned his neck lipstick with it and threw it back at Dean.

“One of these days, I’mma kill you and bury you in our family graveyard.” Dean glared.

“Don’t threaten me with a good time, brother.” Saint slammed door shut. “Can’t wait to see Tobias as a Priest! I still can’t believe it…that fucker was a terrifying devil five years ago.”

Inside Seraphina’s car, Allison is the only one with her, checking her makeup out for the umpteenth time.

She got her  wedding dress washed and heat-dried early this morning, and luckily, it stayed intact. And makeup covered her facial bruises.

Thanks to medical contact lenses, she won’t be needing her glasses today.

“Girl, you look hot. You know I’ve always loved your kissable lips and banging body, especially that fat a+s…Dean is lucky.” Allison teased.

“No don’t start with the hotness shit,” Seraphina chuckled, nervous. “I’m just glad I’m finally leaving that house, for real.”

“I know,” Allison nodded. “What did Dean say about last night’s lockout?”

“We haven’t talked,” Seraphina sighed, nervousness increasing.

“You joking?” Allison blinked. “No ‘Good morning My Bride, Can’t Wait To F+ck You Forever’ message?”

The door was pulled open suddenly. Dora and Kimmy showed up glaringly like Cinderella stepsisters.

“Time to go inside the Church, Talentless Frump.” Dora rolled eyes.

“Y’all are animals in that family, except Phina.” Allison scoffed.

“Of course we’re animals,” Kimmy smirked. “Wild animals who’d eat a little mouse like her for lunch.”

Allison wanted to clap back, but Seraphina pulled her.

She’s not ready to deal with her two mean sisters this morning.

At all.

She got out of the car, and Allison followed her quickly.

Genevieve and Marley are right beside the car, but no words came from them to Seraphina.

They just entered the Church, and the mean sisters followed them.

It was Allison who led Seraphina to the Church entrance where Dean was already waiting at.

Allison left her and went to join the guests row where she took her seat.

From under her veil, Seraphina smiled gorgeously at Dean.

Dean returned it softly, taking her left hand to hold. She held the flower bouquet with the other hand.

Seraphina’s smile blossomed more, and the choir voices rose in the soft holy matrimony hymns as they began walking down the aisle to the altar where the Priest—Tobias, stood.

Tobias wore his Priest vestments with the stole hanging down his neck.

Most Priest have their vestments in white, compulsorily. His own is black, but the stole is color gold though.

He stood at the altar calmly—an eerie type of calmness as he awaited the bride and groom.

Jude and the other brothers lined behind him, carrying the vow  book.

Tobias rare eyes stayed emptily on Dean. Dean’s eyes stayed on him too, meaningfully, hatefully.

But it was only for a minute before
Dean returned his gaze to Seraphina who’s still smiling beside him.

The crowd of guests stayed silent till they got to the front—to Tobias.

Then the guests started gasping, some pointing, some murmuring.

The silence went lost.

Tobias eyes stilled in their sockets.

Dean and Seraphina looked at each other, wondering what’s going on.

“That bî+ch is stained? Ew!” Kimmy shouted from her seat, staring at the round red mark on Seraphina’s bu+t.

Allison spranged up with wide, round eyes. “Phina…”

Dora bursted into laughter. “She doesn’t even know when her period is on? Such a dirty, filthy thing!”

Seraphina froze.

TBC.