Sweet Sin - S01 E79

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Sweet Sin - S01 E79

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 79

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[Simpsons Residence]

Acosta had brought Peach to see his parents since noon, and now they’re just leaving with Mr and Mrs Simpson accompanying them to the car. The black Americans look radiant to have their son around, but Acosta looks the opposite.

He made Peach enter the car before facing his parents.

“We’ll be on our way.”

“And do not forget what I said, Acosta.” Mr. Simpson mentioned.

“Can we not?” Acosta frowned.

“No,” Mrs. Simpson added. “We have to ring it in your ears so you won’t forget. You can’t get divorced. You think our family will survive it if you leave Kimmy Redd?”

“Do you even care about how I feel?” Acosta expressed. “Fûck, Kimmy is an animal, and her parents? Worse. Her sister Dora is a racist, and Peach?” Acosta nearly broke down. “Peach is losing herself. She might be suffering from identity crisis and—”

“Where is your endurance?” Mr. Simpson cut in.

“What!” Acosta sounded.

“Our culinary school is fully funded by the Redd family, you have no right to complain, Acosta.” Mr. Simpson continued.

“You know what?” Acosta nodded. “I’ve heard enough.”

He got in his car with Peach and drove off rough.

“Are you thinking of divorcing my mum?” Peach asked beside him.

“I’m not in the mood to chat with you, Peach.” He sniffled.

“But I heard your parents telling you to not divorce her,” Peach scoffed. “Even your parents are more protective of our family than you.”

“Peach!” Acosta stopped the car.

“You can’t divorce my mum!” She shouted rudely. “Oh, so everyone in school will make fun of me that I come from a broken home? I can’t believe mum is doing everything to keep us as one, but you, you’re evil!”

“I’m not divorcing your mum, Peach.” Acosta conjured a little gentility.

“You better keep to your words,” Peach crossed her legs and picked a magazine to stare at.

Acosta continued the drive with a heavy mind. After half an hour, they arrived at Redd Estate.

Peach went in before Acosta.

Getting in, they met the whole family in the first floor, including Dora.

“Where the fûck are you coming from, Costa?” Kimmy asked, crossed.

“Dad took me to hello his parents.” Peach chirped sharply.

“You did what?” Kimmy gasped. “I warned you against that dusty house! Last time she went, she got catarrh!”

“Whenever the family is going through one crisis or the other, isn’t is weird that you’re never around? Huh? Mindless monkey?” Dora said.

“Watch your mouth, Dora!” Kimmy snarled. “Monkey where?”

“You’re badluck, and it’s so fucking obvious.” Marley sneered.

By now, Peach is already in the kitchen, ordering a maid to get her an apple for appetizer.

“Go out, till we quench this fire.” Genevieve ordered. “Go!”

Acosta left the house, and Kimmy took a stressed breath.

“Geez, how’s it going?” He asked.

“The bodies are ready.” Marley responded, checking his phone.

Outside, Acosta sat beside a pillar and got his phone out.

When he saw a message from Allison on IG, he was surprised.

Allison: Now, why would Kimmy’s husband follow me.

Acosta’s reply was instant.

Acosta: You don’t like black people?

Allison: No, fûck, I’m not racist like your wife’s family! Besides, I have something else to think about.

Acosta: Care to share?

Allison: My best friend has been hiding a secret, and now I found out, and I’m hurt, and I’m mad at her.

Acosta: the fact that she has been getting help from Tobias St. Graves?

Allison: Whoa! Everyone knows but me? Seriously???

Acosta smiled before typing again…

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[Tino’s Place – Next Day]

“Dude! Why the fûck aren’t you downstairs yet?” Saint hollered immediately he bounced inside.

He didn’t have to wait longer, Mrs. Hallows came downstairs to him.

“Not the face I was expecting to see, oops.” Saint muttered.

“Why are you even friends with Tino?” The woman crossed her arms.

“Cos he’s cute, and I like his tattoo?” Saint blinked once.

“Yo, I like that confession.” Tino laughed, coming downstairs.

“I warned you against your friendship with this boy!” Mrs. Hallows faced him.

“Maybe I’ll start considering it when you tell me who my father really is, cos I’m sure he ain’t dead.” Tino said to her face and picked his helmet.

“Let’s go,” he smiled at Saint.

“Might have a way to catch the sneak who entered my house. Will tell you after the race.” Saint said.

Tino hung his arm on Saint’s shoulder, and they left together.

Mrs. Hallows leaned on the railings, mixed feelings battling in her.

“Xero isn’t someone I’ll be proud to introduce to you as your father, Valentino.” She muttered.

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[Valhalla Club – Leader’s Office]

The anonymous Intel is everywhere. Xero made sure it reached the FBI, NYC police departments, and even private road securities.

He has been distributing the news around since Tobias left the Church cos he’s sure Tobias came out of the church for business, and his job is to disrupt and destroy the business.

Any of these days, Tobias will make a transportation move, and he’ll get hooked by either cops or FBI.

Xera relaxed on his chair after sending the last Intel, and Dyed hair came in, looking disturbed.

“The bodies have been sent to Wrath’s land. They should be on the land before midnight.” He said.

“How many dead bodies?”

“Five.” Dyed hair nodded uneasily.

“Good, but what’s up?” Xero noticed.

“Teeth, he has been unreachable. This ain’t like him. He’s not even at his crib when I checked.” Dyed hair worriedly narrated.

Before Xero could respond, Frontman came in with Bexley whose bodily wounds are reducing.

Frontman dropped a box on Xero’s desk, gently.

“Found in front of your mansion. The maids sent it here.” He said.

Xero gave him a suspicious look, then he carefully flipped the box open.

Right inside, sat Grilled Teeth’s ears penis, lips and nose. The only recognizable thing about it is his necklace that’s also inside.

“Teeth!” Dyed hair yelled.

“What the fûck?” Bexley gasped, horrified.

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[Dean’s Estate – 6pm]

Dean promised to come back early from work today, and he did.

He planned to eat out with his wife today, he wouldn’t miss it.

Seraphina was already dressed when he arrived. All he had to do was get in the shower, freshen up and dress too.

He was knotting his tie when he received a call from Kelly.

“Hey, Kell.” He picked up.

“Look, do you really have to use her for lust? Do you really have to fûck her to lust?” Kelly sounded drunk.

“I wouldn’t fûck you to mark lust, Kell. I love you, so it has to be her. This will be over soon.” He assured.

“Fûck, this is weird…” Kelly groaned. “How do I sanctify your cóvk after you put it in her?”

“Anyhow you like, but for now, I gotta do what I gotta do.” Dean finished knotting his tie.

The call ended, and he received a text from Uncle Will.

Uncle: You can’t just bring a body for sudden burial without giving me proper talk about it, Dean. We need to talk. Come see me tomorrow.

Dean pocketed the phone and went downstairs to meet Seraphina at the edge of the stairs, about to descend.

She faced him in her cool green backless dress, flawless with the way it cupped her curves and told a detailed story with the rare green opal studs on the V backline.

She grew fond of backless dresses these days, maybe because of how it wraps around her body.

“Hey, you look breathtaking…” Dean complimented sweetly, taking her hand to kiss the knuckles.

Tonight, she wore her wedding ring.

“Thank you,” she smiled with the same amount of sweetness. “And you look dashing too.”

“Am I?” He chuckled, leading her downstairs gently, softly like a queen.

He opened the car door for her at the park, and she stepped in.

She got her phone out and quickly shot a text across to Sugar Father.

Seraphina: Work in progress.

She threw the phone back in her purse, and Dean joined her in the car.

The drive began.

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