Sweet Sin - S01 E65

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Sweet Sin - S01 E65

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 65

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[Industrial Ghetto]

Bexley coughed back to life only after a bucket of water was poured on her at 11pm.

Her sleep was taking too long, and Dora was getting mad about it.

The water had to be poured.

Bexley’s eyes opened, accompanied with rough coughing from her closed throat.

Her nostrils burned wildly from the effects of what she was knocked out with.

Seeing she’s tied to a steel door, her gaze sharpened, snapping forward to catch a haze of unidentified faces.

Faces of hardened hitmen who stood close to the old, graffitied walls of wherever they are.

Their arms are all folded, and they stared at her like lions wanting to eat their own cubs.

Her mind spun when she was who stood in their middle like a boss queen with a weed roll burning away between her lips and big black designer shades over her eyes.

“Dora Redd?” Bexley sounded.

“Reward her for recognizing me at a glance,” Dora motioned at the men.

Another bucket of water was picked up, and Bexley received the downpour on her body. Just that, this one smells like shit.

“It was mixed with sewage water.” Dora smiled.

“You’re playing with fire, Dora. Fûck, my expensive skin. You have no idea what you’re doing!!” Bexley screamed.

“Must be a unserious fire,” Dora spread her palms. “Cos I’m not getting burned, bîtch.”

“You have no idea!!!” Bexley yelled again, kicking against the door, steel pricking her backbone. The chain ate into her skin. “You have no idea what you just did. You’ll die!”

“The sound of death makes me wet, Bexley.” Dora lowered her shades a bit with her index. “Why do you think I’m obsessed with a racer who comes from a family of graveyard addicts? And I am someone who once tried to drown herself in a tub, are you seriously threatening me with death?”

“Bitch, the streets will so enjoy the news of your death cos you won’t be drowning in a tub this time. You’ll be drowning in hell, pussyass!” Bexley dragged herself against the chains.

She felt it on her neck too cos her neck has also been shackled. The chains dragged her throat back, and she gagged, coughing blood.

“You shouldn’t have thought about handing my muse over to Rednecks, whore. Now, enjoy the results.” Dora returned her shades to her eyes.

At the snap of her fingers, the men brought in a large metal bowl of fireballs with metal thongs. They set it down and took three red-hot rods out of the fire.

At the same time, the rods met Bexley’s belly skin, and hell broke lose. She let out a scream hotter than the burn pressing her skin.

“Ohhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

Dora laughed delightedly, sitting and crossing her legs.

“Now you feel me, bitchass.” She spat, urging the men to do more.

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[Hospital – Dean’s Ward]

The envelope stated that Dean must be the only one to check the contents.

Kelly had to step back while Dean opened it up in the ward corner.

They even had to turn off the ward lights so privacy is heightened.

But as Dean opened each sin note in the envelope, he felt his chest rising. His pores opened too much, giving way for excess skin fluid. The sweat was crazy.

He wiped his forehead with the arm of his hospital gown every second.

This is black as hell.

The sins are heavy.

But thankfully, he has already committed a few, like Greed.

What he feels towards Tobias things is greed.

He always wants whatever Tobias has, and he likes that feeling cos Tobias doesn’t deserve anything good anyway

Then… Malice and Envy.

He holds a heavy malice and brutal envy against Tobias. It’s unexplainable.

Then… Lust.

He doesn’t understand how to sin that sin yet.

And Sloth? Cheating? Heartlessness?

He doesn’t know how to sin for those, too.

Then the last one, Death.

Kill one of the most dearest people to him.

Obviously, after doing that one, he’s bound to achieve the heartlessness sin. Death and Heartlessness go hand in hand.

He looked up from the envelope, and his eyes met with Kelly’s across the ward.

She stood there, staring back.

“Please tell me the sins aren’t cumbersome, Dean.” She said eagarly.

Dean tucked the notes back into the envelope, giving her a fake smile.

“I got it. It’s gonna be easier than I expected.”

“For real?” Kelly rushed over, jumping on him happily.

He held her quick, grinning.

“Meaning, we’re about to elevate? You won’t just be the richest, most prestigious CEO in NYC, but in the whole of America.”

“You know how it works, but of course.” He nodded.

“Yes!!” Kelly screamed, kissing him wistfully. Dean reciprocated mildly.

“Oh my goodness I can’t contain my happiness right now!” She broke it. “Just when I heard that we don’t have to lay low for that bitch cos of the land with her, this is another breathtaking news. Oh I love this night so fuckin much!! I love you baby! I can’t wait to marry you officially and be your wife, the First Lady of WIE!”

“You’re flying,” Dean laughed, the weight of the invite in his hands so gnawing, but he hid it behind his smile.

“I mean…my husband-to-be is about to be a Valhalla member, I’mma fly!” She shouted excitedly. “And tommorow? I’m visiting that slut in your darn estate.”

“What are you gonna do?” Dean stopped smiling.

“Secret!” She winked.

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[Daybreak – Valhalla Club]

Grilled teeth poured a full glass of tequila on the throne table before stepping away silently.

He joined Dyed hair at the base.

On the throne, Xero picked up the flute and had a short sip, then he shifted his gaze to the news on the TV.

It’s still trending.

News of the attacked church, and some are even calling it a massacre, exaggerating the number of injured people to thirty and more.

Extra news is even starting to crawl around about how the Priest is a cultist of some sort, and more news outlets are starting to pick interest in the news and rumours.

Obviously, this isn’t ending soon.

Everyone forgot about the Redd family and Seraphina saga so fast.

“Genevieve and Marley are surely working overtime to make sure this spreads as far as possible. They deserve a promotion here.” Xero dropped the glass.

“My only regret is that no one died in the shootout, they were just injured cos we didn’t get to shoot anyone in vital areas, and that’s because we were fired back by the Odds in the Church.” Grilled teeth huffed.

“That wasn’t an attack for us, nigga.” Xero tackled. “That attack was to cover for Redd family saga and make people forget about it. If I really wanna go to war with Wrath, I’d go with y’all by myself. He shot Tino on his shoulder, and he got shot on the shoulder during the shootout too. That’s enough for now.”

“That fucker got shot only because he got in front of the fire, Leader.” Dyed hair explained. “He’s planning sum'”

“I don’t care what the eff he’s planning. I’m more interested in the moolah, dawg. I’m more interested in ruining his business and raiding his safehouse, give the names of the families he’s laundering for to the cops and create heat around him, then that girl…. Seraphina? I want her, like shit.”

“You definitely have a lot planned in place.” Grilled teeth laughed.

“Yeah,” Xero looked at his palm. “I haven’t forgotten how her chest plums felt when I touched them. Soft, fleshy, full. My hands couldn’t contain the succulence.”

Dyed hair laughed. “The fact that she’s also Dean’s wife.”

“Dean doesn’t give two shits about her.” Xero relaxed.

“He told us to not hurt her too much when we visited his estate to search for the land documents. I wouldn’t say he doesn’t care about her.” Grilled teeth said instantly.

“He’s becoming a member of this grounds soon,” Xero nodded. “We’ll see about it.”

“And I still don’t understand why you wouldn’t enter Tino’s ward when we went. We should kill the mother and bring your son here.” Grilled teeth mentioned.

“You move when I say so, Teeth. Do not fuck this up.” Xero left the room, leaving the warning warm.

“You heard him,” Dyed hair said.

“Those injured Church people in the hospital? One or two has to die. That way, the news gets hotter.” Grilled teeth suggested. “I’mma have to enter that hospital.”

“And face the consequences alone.” Dyed hair nodded.

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