Sweet Sin - S01 E72

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Sweet Sin - S01 E72

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 72

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A mischievous grin spread through Marley’s lips as he stepped out from between the chair and desk, taking arrogant steps towards Tobias.

“Finally out of your little hole?” He cocked his head. “I mean…the Church you hid in like a coward.”

“I’ve been into a better hole, Marley, and the church compared to it? You don’t wanna start imagining.” Tobias responded blankly.

Seraphina looked up instantly. He’s obviously talking about her.

About last night

Her eyes met him, though she had to crane her neck a bit. She saw him in a different light entirely.

A slim cigar burned away between his fingers, and the rosary is gone, replaced by a different weirdly built necklace.

He feels like a different person. Like a businessman who’s only about his money.

She made sure she didn’t stare too long though. She can’t ruin this.

Her eyes went back to the people in front of them. Marley now stood in front of Tobias.

“What the hell are you doing here?” He queried. Even he, had to look up to meet Tobias’s eyes.

Seraphina swivelled on her heels, facing the angle. “Aren’t you waiting for a landowner?”

“And how is that your cup of tea, Frump! How!” Kimmy stumped in.

She nearly pulled Seraphina by the forearm, but an Odd stepped in-between, blocking Kimmy.

“What is this?” Kimmy chortled proudly. “A Jackie Chan productions? You got yourself guards acting like mafias and shit? Cringe as fuck!”

A black butterfly perched on her shoulder immediately.

She slapped it off with a frown.

Another one perched on that same shoulder, and before she could slap it away, another one came.

And another….

And another…

Till the room became a school of butterflies. Kimmy had to start struggling around, trying to shake them off her clothes.

The hell are they coming from!”

The one holding the butterflies black glass cage is Jude.

He stood in the middle of the Odds, closing the small cage with him.

Seeing the array around, Marley lost the remaining patience he had.

“I said,” his teeth clenched. “Why the fûck are you here?”

Tobias simply took his seat and had a drag from the cigarette, slowly. As if the world and the people around bored him to death.

“Here,” Seraphina pointed a paper at Marley who snatched it off her hand with a grimace.

Seraphina took her seat right beside Tobias. Their seats were so close their thighs rubbed under the chair.

Seraphina liked the head it created, but it didn’t last, cos Tobias created space, separating the thighs.

She looked at him. He’s not looking at anyone, just smoking.

Seraphina locked in.

“You gotta be kidding me!” Marley raised his voice, reading through the paper he’s holding. “Landowner?”

Kimmy was finally able to get out of the butterflies trap. She rushed to her father and snatched the paper.

“What!” Her mouth widened.

“You don’t expect me to believe this shit, do you?” Marley dropped the paper on the table with a thud.

“Allison told you the meeting was happening here, and you came. Now you saw the owners of the land, and you don’t believe your eyes?” Seraphina chuckled. “It’s fun to watch you lose your wings, Marley.”

“This can’t be real!” Kimmy argued. “The land has been passed down from generations to generations! And in the generations records, St. Graves wasn’t included!”

“Bitch, I am the generation.” Tobias laughed lightly. “I can’t measure your father-daughter stupidity anymore, and it’s boring. How many times are you willing to hear a repeat of the lore that I’m always hundred steps ahead, all the damn time.” He dropped his cigar ash on the table.

Kimmy and Marley exchanged shocked glances.

“You’re behind the reporters flanking the church, aren’t you?” Tobias looked up, disgusted. “You made sure every news outlet got rumours of my university days, and thanks to you, I’m out of the Church, but you should be scared. You know what it means.”

“You deserve everything you get!” Marley blew up, refusing to sit. “Being the First Man of Odium is a sin, but having anything to do with this Frump beside you? It’s the ultimate fuckin’ sin. You got her out of Valhalla Club grounds using Xero’s son as leverage? Low!”

Tobias’s hand moved into his suit with quiet precision, pulling out a wasp knife which he brought down to the table where Marley’s hand rested.

He stabbed the dangerous knife blade into the hand, and the blade under entered the table.

The hand got stuck there.

“Daddy!!!” Kimmy yelled, shaken.

“Say that again,” Tobias leaned into Marley’s face. “You said what? Frump? I’d love to hear that again.”

“I’ll kill you!” Marley groaned, his blood spreading on the table, leaking slowly out of his stuck hand.

“Too many people said that, including my own brother, but here I am. I challenge death, Marley.” Tobias shrugged, leaving the knife inside Marley’s palm. He stood.

An Odd threw him an hanky which he caught and wiped Marley’s blood away from his hand with.

Afterwards? He threw the hanky at Kimmy’s face.

“You want the land at all? Negotiate with Sera.” He angled his head at her.

He didn’t wait one more second. He strolled out of the room.

Jude collected the butterflies back into the cage and left with him.

The rest of the Odds stayed.

Seraphina turned slowly and watched Tobias’s receding back view with a little proud smile before she focused back on the issue at hand.

Kimmy helped Marley remove the knife, and when she saw what knife it was, she threw it down with a yelp.

“It’s a… it’s a wasp knife! We have to get you shots of flusher and get your blood cleansed before the poison spreads!” She rushed.

Seraphina rested her elbows on the table, leaning over like a brat.

“If I had died before today, I’d have been so mad at myself. I mean…look at you both, bleeding and scared.” She whispered. “Does it hurt, Marley? Does it fuckin hurt?”

“Wench!!!!” Kimmy roared, leaning over too to grab Seraphina, but the Odds were fast, again.

The table was flipped, and Kimmy got hit in the face by the flying polished wood, sending her to the floor.

Seraphina chuckled deeply, resting on her chair.

“Great sight.” She stopped chuckling. “I was 13 when I began menstruating, Kimmy, but Genevieve said I didn’t deserve pads, and everyone of you supported her. Every of my five period days monthly, y’all threw me in a cold cage in the estate underground cellar, i menstruated there monthly, for years….”

Seraphina smiled sadly.

“I struggled to enter highschool final year, and I thought I finally found love when the hottest boy in school confessed feelings for me. After two months of dating, he took my virginity at a cinema and took my bloodstained skirt to show the whole school cos it was all a set up. You were the one who told him to pretend to like me and disgrace me…”

From the floor, Kimmy looked like she wants to blow up, but she can’t. Even Marley couldn’t breathe properly. He held his bleeding hand as he watched Seraphina hatefully.

Seraphina stood, smiling brightly again. “So, now that I found a key to destroying y’all? I won’t fuckin’ stop till I ruin everything.”

She grabbed her white purse.

“And this land? I can only sell it to you if Dora will crawl in front of me and lick my shoes like I mentioned at the podium. You know where to find me.” She finalized and turned around to go for the door, but that was when Redds guards poured inside.

They’re more than fifteen, and their captain looked astounded to see Kimmy on the floor and Marley bleeding.

“Why are y’all just coming!!!!” Kimmy yelled as they helped her up. “Get her! Kill this bitch!” She pointed.

And for the third time today, Odds were there for Seraphina.

They all gathered in front of her, looking like danger wrapped in suit, ready to devour Redds guards.

“Stop, for now.” Marley ordered.

“Boss?” Their captain turned.

“I said stop!” Marley yelled furiously. “I’m stabbed with wasp, and I need flusher in my system!”

The guards went for him, and Seraphina left with Odds lining up behind her, following her.

Again, she fell in love with this power, and the weight of it.

But she knew the sad memories she read for Kimmy would surely take a hold on her, and it did.

She felt sadder before she got back to the car. Tobias was waiting inside, and she didn’t waste time before hugging him for comfort.

He’ll never hug back, she knows that. It’s even a miracle that he’s allowing the hugs maybe because of their deal.

She’s fine with the self-consolation.

He didn’t hug back as predicted. He just sat there, staring out of the window as if he’s unaware that someone is hugging his body.

Jude in the driver’s seat is busy admiring a gun in his palm. He’s not even seeing what’s going on.

Seraphina made sure she was stable before she pulled away from the hug.

“Sorry…” She gathered herself together. “I was just—”

“You menstruated in a cellar for years?” He boomed suddenly.

Her eyes widened.

“You were set up in a fake relationship?” He added with flat brows which made what he’s thinking so hard to guess.

“You…heard that?” She drawled, staring at his face.

He carried up a laptop from the other side of the seat.

On the screen, the footage of the coffeehouse is showing clearly.

“The coffeehouse was bugged before the meeting was set.” He cleared.

“Oh…” She nodded. “But can we not talk about what you heard?”

“Don’t get ahead, no one wants to hear your sad childhood stories. Keep yours, and I keep mine.” Tobias shut close the laptop roughly.

“I didn’t mean it that way, I swear.” She quickly said.

“You’re going to get under Dean’s skin. Get into his head, whatever tactic you can.” He told her like he didn’t hear what she just said to him.

“Get under…his…skin?” She repeated.

“You have the experience from your highschool boyfriend who pretended to be in love with you. This should be easy.” He faced her.

“You want me to pretend to be in love with Dean?” She folded her fists secretly, on the leather.

“You can’t?” He lit up another cigar, smoking slowly and letting his words weave between the smokes.

Seraphina refolded that fist. “Trust me, I can do anything. I won’t ruin our deal.” She said, cold.

“Good, and you can go ahead and do whatever the hell you want with the first land in your name.” He declared.

“You’re really upholding the promise?” She smiled, imagining her crocheting brand building on the land already. “I still can’t believe.”

“You might do if you get home and give the documents a longer look. They’re in your damn name. You promised p$ssy, I promised protection. Protection comes with the provisional bonus. Enjoy.”

Seraphina nodded.

“Of course, and…” She looked around. “I’m not seeing Yalda or Migos.”

“They’re somewhere else, preparing for tomorrow.” He replied.

“Tommorow?” She blinked.

He pulled out a black card from the backseat drawer and handed her.

It has gold butterfly carving on it, and Horror Night was blended on top.

“Horror Night?” She read out.

“7pm, Migos will come pick you up.” He replied.

“No!” She instantly rejected. “Can’t Yalda or Jude do it? I don’t like Migos’s face.”

“What don’t you understand in the sentence; Migos will come to pick you?” He gave her a smirk.

Seraphina gave up.

“Sure,” She maintained her coldness and took his cigar box. It’s a rare rectangular glass box that has to be unclasped before she could reach inside. She picked two cigars.

“I’ll take these,” she waved them at his face and left the car.

“Where to?” Jude asked.

“To the hospital.” Tobias shut his eyes as the car moved away.

He could feel the bracelet poking his skin through his pocket.

And as the car drove away, Seraphina watched from the back.

It doesn’t seem like a car she has seen before. Looks like it was made specially for him so she doesn’t know the name, or the model or shit. But it’s big, and classy, and the color is a mix of black and sparkling gold.

“How freaking rich would he be to leave a land with billions for me just like that?” She muttered.

Maybe her p$ssy is worth that much? Cos at this point, it is what it is.

He kept making it clear that he’s here for the sex, so she should get it straight and never take this beyond business and a deal.

Now, she has to pretend to love Dean just to get under his skin. No idea what he’s planning to do with that, but he always has a plan.

And she has a land. A motherfuckin’ land to her name.

She owns one of the biggest properties in this city, and it calls for a party. Also, she’s already working on a special crochet set, and this one? She’ll be selling at an auction.

She’ll have to tell Allison about Father Tobias very soon.

Everything is going so well for her now it’s becoming suspicious. She’s never had this amount of joy before, but not like she hates it.

She loves it.

And her family can start counting their days cos it’s only the start.

She entered her own car and lit up one of the cigarette, smoking gently as she drove off.

A minute after her car disappeared down the lane, Allison came out of the coffeehouse, looking pale with shock. She still can’t believe her eyes or ears or anything.

She entered her car slowly, thinking about it again.

That was definitely Seraphina Tobias—her husband’s twin brother.

She didn’t see wrong.

She exhaled, but her ringing phone interrupted her thinking.

It’s an unknown line.

“Yes?” She picked.

“Allis.” Bexley breathed heavily through the line.

“Bex? Where the heck did you disappear to?” Allison blinked. “You wouldn’t pick calls, refused to call. I went to your school hostel, you weren’t there. Are you even still going to school?”

“I knew you’d scold, so I didn’t call…” Bexley gently cooed.

“Oh, you’re sick. You’re talking gently? Tell me, is it fever? Flu? What the fûck is it? I’m already in enough shock, don’t keep me on my toes!”

“I’m fine!” Bexley snapped. “Stop being extra! I flew to Miami with a schoolmate for her birthday.”

“Miami?” Allison gasped. “Bexley!”

Bexley hung up abruptly.

Allison laughed madly, diving her fingers in her hair. “Gawd, my best friend and only sister are driving me crazy, and it’s not even funny. It’s not fuckin funny!!!”

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