Sweet Sin - S01 E40

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Sweet Sin - S01 E40

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 40

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[Valhalla Club]

Seraphina knew darkness existed at large in the world.

She saw different levels of it at the Redd Estate and even more with the dark Priest, but she didn’t expect herself to be stuck in the base of darkness today. The crook of it.

When she found herself in a cold gilded cage in the middle of nowhere, she knew she got trapped for real.

She knew she was gonna die.

Even if she’s gonna escape this place, it’s going to be through hell.

This place doesn’t look like it’s on the surface of the earth at all.

No noise. No other person.

It’s too cold and dark she could barely see her one palms.

She has been parading the cage for more than an hour now.

No time to check it, but she could feel it.

Her work and reputation at home has been sabotaged. She has nothing left except the huge piece of land in her hands. She kept the documents somewhere she’s sure would be unreachable, so even if her ex-family searches for it, they won’t get shit.

But is she really gonna die here?

The gate door opened with a scary creak which made her jump a bit.

A man stepped into the cage.

He’s one of the men who came to take her—the grilled teeth.

She recognized him at a glance.

His harsh self didn’t wait before yanking her by the hair.

She was dragged out of the cage like a lifeless, weightless doll.

He didn’t wait for her to walk with her feet, so she was on her knees as he dragged her.

Through a corridor that’s even darker than the cage she was taken from. In the dark, she could feel her scalp threatening to pull off her scalp with how hard he pulled.

She could feel the skull itself heating with pains underneath her brain. Her body met the wall a number of times, and her legs stumbled on things she couldn’t see along the way.

By the time she was dragged to the end of the corridor, she could see forms and things as some dim lights were starting to come on.

But her sight was blurring again as her lenses has long left her eyes.

Can someone get her glasses or something? Cos by the time she was dragged to a bright place, she lost her sight completely.

Just blurriness.

She was thrown down on smooth cold tiles which made her slid to a chair.

The chair felt like a throne when she touched it. She could feel someone sitting on top of it, too.

She mistakenly held the legs, shivering and scared.

“Wh…why am I here?…why did you….take…me….

“It’s true, you’re a stammerer, Seraphina Redd.” A voice what felt like knife cut in unexpectedly.

She moved back instinctively, fear creeping deeper. But not enough to not make her continue.

“I asked why I am here? Why did you take me? Why….I did nothing wrong!” She said with less stammer.

“You want this fast? I’ll make it fast. Where are the land documents you hold to your name?” The knife-smooth voice crooned, sounding like weapon in her ears.

“I knew it!” Seraphina gasped. “I knew this was my ex-family ploy! It’s all them! I bought the land with the money I brought to the sales event! Not their money! Why should I let go of the documents? I have it hidden in a place you can never find! Have fun looking for it!” Her chest bloated.

“You bought the land with the money you brought to the sales event?” The person in front of her grunted, sounding smart. “Meaning, you didn’t buy it yourself. Where did the money come from? Who’s helping you?”

“I am under no obligation to tell you shit, motherfucker!” Seraphina snarled with cold breaths.

And the breaths turned colder when someone slammed a fist into her stomach from behind.

That person is definitely the grilled teeth who brought her out.

The punch sent her rolling down the tiles till she reached the end and slammed her head on the wall.

She was hoisted up again—with her hair.

“Leave me alone!!!” She yelled, kicking fruitlessly in the unknown universe.

“To my laps,” the knife-smooth voice said.

Grilled teeth dropped her on the laps of the person.

It was now she knew whoever this person was, he’s the Leader here.

Immediately she landed on his laps, she wants to get down, but her two breasts were already in his palms before she could move.

“Get it off!!” She screamed, fighting. Arms and head and elbows. She threw them around. “Get off my body!!!! Get off my body!!! Don’t…. don’t….don’t touch….”

He tore off the front part of her dress, fluidly and effortlessly.

Then, he took the naked bre+sts and squeezed them.

Hard like he was gonna burst them.

“Agghhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!” Her scream was boundless, pained with no depth.

“Where is the land documents, and who’s helping you?” Leader asked.

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[Savior’s Alive Church]

Tobias got the workers prayers done very fast. It was roughly ten minutes, then he sent them all back.

He might have satisfied his mood by killing Loaner Boss, but this mood of his still stayed muddy.

Muddy like someone still needs straightening here.

He was walking out of the Church with Jude behind him when he received a call from a strange line.

He swiped pick fast.

“We’ve got Saint with us, Priest. Your brother is gonna get fucked up the arse, then he’s gonna be killed.” The voice of a Redneck spilled. “Bring our ten missing members, and you can avoid that catastrophe.”

Tobias hung up instantly.

He dialled Dean with dangerous calmness.

“You have thirty minutes. Thirty damn minutes, Dean. Thirty minutes, to get Saint out of the stinky faces hands. Else, I’mma add you laying down with Kelly. Difference is that she’ll remain in bed, but you’ll enter our surname forever.”

He didn’t even allow Dean to reply.

He hung up sharp.

As if the world is testing his patience, he received a text.

From his cult.

• They got her.

It was short, but he understood fast.

“These motherfuckers know I have enough burial grounds for bodies and more damn bodies. Why the fû+k do they keep trying me? They be wanting me to lick their blood off their hearts and eat their flesh!”

“Father?” Jude said behind him.

“Go get me my girlfriend, and meet me up at the park.” Tobias faced him with a side of his pitiless face.

Jude didn’t ask questions.

He left for the Rectory, got the metal box, and stepped away.

Minutes after he stepped away, Nun Ruth appeared at the threshold.

She entered easily.

Estelle is still unconscious under her room at the convent.

She’s just gonna take her time to spread herself n+kedly in bed for him till he’s gonna come back.

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[Tino’s Place]

Tino got greatly concerned about Saint’s whereabouts so much he decided to go to his house.

It’s 6pm. Race is upcoming, and that freak never jokes with their race. He should be here to get him by now so they’ll race to the asphalt together.

But he’s not here, and he’s not picking his damn calls.

He threw on his leather jacket and was wearing his protective gloves as he walked to the door.

He opened up, only to be met with two faces he didn’t except.

Father Tobias, and Brother Jude.

Tino blinked. “How may I hel—”

“J,” Tobias called casually.

Jude stepped in, punching Tino in the nose. The poor boy crashed and fell at Tobias feet unconscious.

Tobias picked out his phone and dialled a classified line.

The line rang for a heartbeat before it connected.

“Hello, this is Valhalla. We exist to satisfy your dark desires. How maw we help you?” An automated voice spoke straight.

“You might wanna get your Leader on the damn line,” Tobias looked at Tino on the ground. “I have his only son whom he hid somewhere in this city. He really thought he’d have a secret son and hide him in my city without my knowledge? When are y’all fuckers gonna stop playing at my face when you know damn well it’s a play straight to the graveyard!”

He didn’t have to wait at all after that.

“Do. Not. Touch. Tino.” Valhalla Club Leader’s voice touched the line.

“Get my temple out of your house and deliver her to the Mandate Seaside. You have thirty minutes, and listen motherfucker; for each extra minute you use, your son loses a toe. I’ll give him bloody leprosy, singlehandedly.”

Tobias hung up.

No chance of negotiation.

He never gives that chance.

On his table, he’s both the player and the chess. He plays himself, and he has never even won against himself.

Ever.

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[Mandate Seaside – 7PM]

The sound of water crashing against the pier created a playlist of dark music to Tobias ears, coupled with the loud, terrified cries coming from Tino’s mouth.

The drive from Tino’s place to this place was roughly twenty minutes, and they’ve spent nine minutes here.

If Seraphina is not here by one more minute, Tino loses a toe.

Tobias sat calmly on a chair close to the sea. His legs are inside the sea, and his long coat fell beside him, getting soaked by the water too as he waited.

Jude stood somewhere behind, and Tino? He’s on the ground.

On the sand.

He’s not tied, but he dare not move.

He could only cry when he saw the kinda fucked up scene he’s in.

“Please don’t hurt me!”

“I didn’t do anything to you!”

“Please don’t….”

When the remaining one minute rolled in and an extra minute rolled in on top of it, Tobias unboxed Mayhem.

Knife is overrated.

He loaded Mayhem with small bullets and aimed for the smallest toe of Tino’s right leg.

Tino’s heart split, but his body shook vehemently when the bullet hit that toe, blowing it off.

“Please!!!!! Please!!!!!! I did nothing!!!!! I did nothing!!!!! My…..gawd….I did nothing!!!!!!”

Behind, Jude wondered why Tino is so soft. Isn’t he the son of a very dangerous club?

Unless he doesn’t know who his father is.

That must be it.

The second extra minute was already preparing to roll in, and Tobias finger was still ruthlessly steady under the trigger, ready to blow off the second toe, dangerous calm settling over his bold features.

But luckily for Tino, a limousine kissed the seashore, leaving deep trails on the shore sand with how hard it drove in.

All the doors of the limousine flipped open.

Seraphina was taken out of the backdoor by Serpents.

Except her p+nty, the only other thing covering her n+kedness is the long towel wrapped around her body.

She was taken fast to Tobias side.

He returned Mayhem to it’s box and received her firmly.

He didn’t ask her questions at first. He felt the way her body was shaking against his palms.

He felt the way fear had settled so deep in her bones.

He felt her every shiver,

Every tremor,

Every tremble.

He unwrapped the top part of the towel from her chest to check her out. Merely seeing her red bre+sts, he got the full idea of what happened to her over there at Valhalla.

“Say it,” he demanded, gritty.

“It… it was their Leader…” Seraphina started slowly, eyes refusing to blink. “He squeezed them so hard. He touched them, bad. I…I was made to sit on his laps, he—”

“Enough.” He cut in, mouth tight.

She sucked it up.

He wrapped the towel back on her and also removed his coat, giving her additional cover with that.

By now, the Serpents already took Tino, already heading to the limousine with him.

Tobias pushed Seraphina behind himself. He picked Mayhem back up, opening angry fire on the Serpents.

Three of them got hit on their heads before the others could re-strategize and cover Tino well.

Then, they split, shooting back at Tobias and returning the fire.

The seaside became a drum of gunshots slamming hard and beating violently by split ot gunshots and cries of take-down.

Jude knew it was time to move and cover Tobias too, but he couldn’t even move before he saw wonders.

On the water, a female is riding a surfboard ferociously, water slicing with her presence, foams partying on the dark sea and beyond.

She wore black suit, and a hat.

She wore heels, too.

On a surfboard? At night?

Jude was stunned.

But then, another one appeared on a parachute.

It’s a male this time. He’s got stretchy scars on his face like tree roots.

He wore suit and a hat, too.

He hasn’t even landed on the parachute when he opened fire from the sky, too.

The female on the water didn’t wait to get off the surfboard before releasing her own fire.

With gold-colour guns.

Then, more of them began appearing.

Some on bikes.

Some in cars.

Some on a ship in the water.

Some on horses.

And they all wore suits—black undershirt and all. Hats. Heels and dress-shoes. It’s like an organized sort of shit around the sea.

It didn’t take long.

Their shootings overshadowed the shots coming from the Serpents of Valhalla. They killed off entry single Serpent standing.

Every f+kin body.

Bodies scattered around.

Tino was left unconscious beside the limousine.

Then, the people in suits began gathering, clustering.

The female on the surfboard and the male on the parachute landed last.

Now, their count is even.

They’re twenty.

But,

Plus Tobias himself, they’re twenty-one.

An odd number.

They circled him, removed their hats and revealing faces Seraphina hadn’t seen before.

Especially the parachute guy and surfboard lady.

Behind, Jude was wide-mouthed.

Seraphina held Tobias shirt tightly behind him, freaked out.

But then, their heads went down in synchronized bow.

They bowed.

“Hats off, to the First Man of Odium.” The surfboard girl thundered.

“To Wrath!” The rest chorused.

Light died from Tobias’s blue eyes.

Darkness set in.

TBC.