Sweet Sin - S01 E91

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Sweet Sin - S01 E91

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 91

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[Wolfson Avenue – Beaufort Family Secret Hideout]

Seraphina was definitely drugged when she was taken into the police car, reason why she slept off and has no idea what happened afterwards.

Now she woke up to meet herself in this corny place that looks like somewhere pulled out of a horror book. It’s horrifying, but she only swallowed spit once while trying to look around the fully lit place.

She’s on top of a chair, bound to it by ropes she never saw before. But the chair isn’t on the floor.

It’s on top of something she didn’t recognize at first.

Looking down at what she’s on top of, her heart skipped a beat.

It’s a tunnel, and inside, there’s a liquid which looks like water, but the ooze coming out of it and swirling at the edges gave her a hint.

Hydrochloric acid.

She might have dropped out of university at year one, but she’s still conversant.

She’s on top of a chair, and the chair is suspended on top of a tunnel of hydrochloric acid?

How did she even get here? They weren’t cops? Cos if they’re cops, she’d be in a police station to explain herself rather than here.

The room is small, and when the door opened, the creak reached everywhere.

Ruth came in with her mother trailing behind her.

Mrs. Beaufort who looks like she gave Ruth her exact face.

Merely looking at them, Seraphina knew she was her mum, and she recognized Ruth as the nun who tried to disgrace her in church.

So..

This is still it?

This is still the case?

“It’s you…” Seraphina muttered, shaking her head.

Mrs. Beaufort sat on a chair waiting below the tunnel.

Ruth stood, smiling bright.

“You look good on top of that place, Slutphina.” She commented, strolling around like this is her home.

“You sent fake cops to arrest me for a sin I didn’t commit?” Seraphina tilted.

“My Mama wanted to contact the real cops, but then we thought… where’s the fun in that?” Ruth spread her palms. “So we hired fake Atlanta cops to get you from NYC, toss you in a private jet and get you to Atlanta.”

“Atlanta?” Seraphina gasped. “Did you just say Atlanta?”

Ruth chuckled, enjoying this. “Yeah, you heard that right… You’re in Atlanta, bitchass.”

“What do you want from me?” Seraphina tilted back, cautious. “What exactly do you want!!”

“I want you to pay for your sins!” Ruth yelled. “You came to Hollow University for their admission exams, and you saw Tobias for the first time. You got so obsessed with him, and when you found out I was his girlfriend, you brought people to my hostel and waterboarded me like hell. I was bedridden! Tobias broke up with me cos he thought I had an infection. It’s all you!!!”

“I didn’t even do any of the things you’re saying, bitch!!” Seraphina yelled angrily. “I never entered Hollow University, not even once, and five years ago, I didn’t know Tobias or you! Why the hell are you lying on me motherfucker!!”

Ruth picked a gun from nowhere, aiming straight at Seraphina’s face.

It’s her gold color gun that was on her body! Ruth must have taken it when she was unconscious.

Seraphina went still, gumming herself to that chair.

She shut her eyes.

“I’d have liked for you to drown in that acid tunnel below you, but at the same time, I wanna plant a bullet in you. Maybe I could do both?” Ruth sneered, arm still stretched.

Seraphina kept her eyes shut, tightly.

Ruth lowered her hand, grinning. “How I wish my brother were here, you’d have been surprised to see who he actually is, whore.”

Seraphina opened her eyes slowly.

Mrs. Beaufort stood. Maybe she decided to finally talk.

Ruth looked back.

“Mama, let’s get it over with.”

“No, I want her waterboarded too, then you plant your bullet in her, then drown her in the tunnel.” Mrs. Beaufort said easily.

“I love the idea of three in one.” Ruth smiled at her mother.

“Bring in the clothes and water!” Mrs. Beaufort ordered.

And two men who look like cooperate guards brought in a pail of water and a big white shawl.

They dipped the shawl in water, making sure it was all wet.

“Over to her head…” Mrs. Beaufort dropped the next order.

The two moved.

“I swear to Gawd, Ruth Beaufort… you’ll be fucked! Mark my words! You’ll be fucked!!!” Seraphina yelled.

“Sure, by Tobias.” Ruth shrugged, using straw to drink from a closed Stanley cup of coffee.

And that was punctured by the easy entrance of a new member of the room. The entry wasn’t forced, loud, or violent. Almost like the person build the foundation of the house with them and created the lock.

The guards with the wet shawl stopped, and Ruth’s straw went down from her lips, slowly.

“Tobias!” Seraphina gasped.

Immediately Ruth saw who entered, the cup fell from her, wasting the coffee. She turned around as fast as the wind, going for the door.

Tobias was ready with his short gun intact. He released a shot, and the house echoed with the deadly noise as the bullet ran into Ruth’s leg.

The vital part of her leg.

But she didn’t scream despite the wrecking pain that punched through her viscera. She dragged herself out of the room like that, and Tobias faced the two guards with his fire.

They got guns too, but their shots met the air, barely reaching him as he shot twice—one for each.

Their heads received the merciless metals, and their blood sprayed the tunnel below them as they fell.

Tobias looks like he’s not seeing anything with the darkness moulding his eyes and entire face.

Like he has been snatched by something far destructive than hell and choose to stay trapped.

His head screamed just one thing, and he followed the lead of the monster in there as he got a hold of Mrs. Beaufort.

He threw his gun away, squeezing his palm to a round fist. He began sending it to the woman’s face, squashing and battering.

Two after twos.

“I’ll get you arrested!!” She yelled wetly as blood spilled from her nose and mouth. Her teeth entered her gums, sending pains to her head.

“I’ll….help!!!!!! Help…help!!!!!!!!!”

She swallowed her own blood as Tobias punched it back into her mouth, throat tearing.

“Hel…..help!”

Her voice shortened, snot mixing with blood in her nostrils as she struggled under his mercy.

His punches didn’t stop coming.

He swung them with accurate mercilessness. There’s no mercy to give this idiot in front of him.

He punched her throat, and she splurged blood to his neck.

He punched her two eyes, and she lost her sight.

He punched her mouth and nose again, and the remaining life in her fell.

She went limp.

But he kept punching as if he wants to kill her dead body, too.

On top of the tunnel, Seraphina knew she had to do something.

“Tobias,” she whispered.

It didn’t even reach him.

“Tobias!” She raised her voice.

He increased his punch flows.

Seraphina gasped when she saw the suspender was getting weak and preparing to cut her off.

“The suspender…it’s going to snap!!” She yelled desperately.

That was enough.

He threw Mrs. Beaufort’s body away, and the body fell against the tunnel.

That just fastened the cut of the suspender, and Seraphina slipped.

“Tobias!!!” She screamed.

He picked out a knife, pressed it against the rope knot bounding her to the chair. Seraphina fell free from the chair, dropping into his arms.

He caught her safely, and the chair fell into the acid tunnel.

But the tunnel was tumbling hard to it’s fall, so Tobias ran.

With Seraphina in his arms, he ran. She swiftly wrapped her arms around his neck, balancing.

He raised her gun from the ground with his shoe, and as it flew up, he caught it with his second hand.

With just one hand, he carried Seraphina out in a bridal style, running till he was far enough.

That distance wasn’t enough to not make them hear when the acid tunnel fell and burned everything around it, melting them to ruins.

Tobias dropped Seraphina beside his car, and he handed her his gun without looking at her.

She took it, panting. “Thank you. I could have used the gun if I knew they weren’t real cops. I didn’t—”

“Even if they’re real cops, next time use your damn weapon! No one’s gonna bury you when you die. Not your family, not any damn body!” He snapped at her, too angry.

His ears are still red, and his eyes still hold entities she didn’t like.

He entered the car without waiting for her, and she slowly entered with him, wondering why he looks so angry. Is it because she wasted his time by making him come get her?

Or because he hates the energy he exhausted at the scene?

Her thoughts were still processing when he moved the car out of the area. He drove.

For the first time, she saw him drive, and she can’t even admire the way he drove with one hand cos she’s too occupied with his mood.

It affects her, weirdly.

He’s speeding. She could feel it in the way their car was swerving, eating too many tar per second.

The city view flashed past her behind the window like a blurry dream.

It’s 7pm, and Atlanta city is bright, but she can’t admire that too.

She looked at him.

“Are you mad at me?” She asked.

And that only made him step on the gas, more than before.

His speed became killing.

She had to hold on to the seatbelt strapped over her body.

“Tobias?” She muttered.

He didn’t blink. He added speed.

“Tobias!! Tobias, you’re over-speeding! We’re going to die!”

“Tobias!!”

“Did you kiss Dean last?” He asked the unexpected like a bombshell.

“What!” Her eyes widened. “You have to stop the car right now! You have to stop or we’re going to—”

“Did you kiss Dean? Answer me!!” He yelled, focusing on the road.

“Tobias, I don’t know what you’re—”

“Did you?” He repeated.

“You told me to go kiss him, that you wouldn’t care!” She shouted back.

“You did?” He stepped on the gas to the last level.

“No no…” Her eyes widened. “Tobias!! No no…stop!!!!”

He didn’t.

“I would never kiss Dean even if I was between life and death! I would never kiss him! I didn’t kiss Dean!” She yelled crazily.

And his hands left the steering.

The car moved on it’s own, speeding into the middle of an intersection.

Tobias’s arm stretched to Seraphina’s side, unplugging her seatbelt.

Like a human doll, he hoisted her from her seat to himself. He shoved her down to his laps, wrapping his arms around her ass.

“Tob—”

Seraphina couldn’t finish his name before his lips crashed on hers with the fervency of a madman.

Seraphina’s heart stumbled against her ribs. Her chest constricted.

Tobias’s car caused holdup in that intersection. Cars coming from right and left all got stuck, unable to move since he blocked the middle.

Every driver began blowing their angry honks for the car to move.

The road became terribly loud with synchronized honks.

And all their full lights spilled on too, like twenty cars, shinning Tobias’s car alone on the noisy road.

But inside the car, Seraphina’s soft body is still trapped on his laps. She’s between him and the steering, his big arms wrapped around her ass.

And most importantly; His mouth is on hers, and his corrupt tongue is inside her mouth, kissing her soul.

TBC