Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 107
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[Tobias’s Oddsion]
Estelle was returned inside a room to rest immediately she arrived with the bunch from the Empire operation few hours ago.
She lay in bed as the shock is still rocking her forth, but she tried to sit up when Jude entered with a cup of raw extracted lemon juice.
“Jude! Is he going to kill me? I swear I’d have successfully sabotaged all of the systems if the lights didn’t come back on! It was supposed to stay off till I was done, but it—”
“Drink this,” Jude cut in.
“This isn’t about lemon, Jude!” She cried. “He said he was gonna give me to his dog if I fucked up, and he never jokes! Am I becoming dogfood?”
“Estelle!” He cautioned.
“I don’t want to die!” She shook her head, nervous.
Jude set the lemon cup down on the bed, facing her properly.
“It was never about you, Estelle.”
“What do you mean?”
“He wouldn’t send an amateur to such mission alone, Estelle. You were merely the distraction. While Vince’s men caught you at the HR, Yalda and Migos were doing the real job at the shredding machine inside Dean’s office. You’re like a decoy.”
“What!” Estelle’s eyes went down.
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[Golf Field]
Shirtless, wearing only a low waist black jean which carved his V-line without restraints, Tobias hit the last golf ball with the stick, and the ball took off with a sick force which sent it miles away to the other side.
Grimm didn’t wait for the fetch order before it began running down the field to fetch the ball.
Tobias straightened and looked at the golf stick he held.
“Where the fûck is my best golf stick?” He asked, turning.
Yalda and Migos are behind.
“Saint took it the other day he came here, Wrath.” Yalda said.
“If I don’t kill that cat, no one will.” Tobias threw the golf stick with him away, and Migos came closer with a immaculate hanky to wipe his slightly sweaty face.
Tobias took the hanky before Migos could wipe though.
“You do too much, Migos.” He glared and wiped his face himself, then he discarded the hanky.
“What’s the talk?” He asked.
“As you suspected, Vince and Dean are still close. Vince was at the HR too, and his men nearly killed Estelle.” Migos reported.
“Of course they’re still close,” Tobias kept his monstrous calm intact. “Losers share a tight bond, always.”
“But Estelle did the decoy job so well, and we successfully planted the evidence in the shedding bin.” Yalda added with a smile.
“Now, I’m sure cops have gotten their hands on it, and investigation will start tomorrow morning.”
“Our man in the police will take care the rest, but prepare Estelle to enter the police department and plant a bribery evidence early tomorrow.” Tobias instructed.
Yalda left to get it done.
“Prepare the limousine, and get the yacht ready, Migos. Call the island, it’s time.” Tobias said.
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[Bedroom]
Seraphina was just putting finishing touches on her sketch when the door opened with a soft click.
She looked up, stretching her legs and nearly knocking the quarterly-drank bottle of whiskey.
An Odd stood by the door with a box which she dropped and left.
The door closed back.
Seraphina went for the box, carrying it to the bed. She opened up and saw a really stunning lavender dress and diamond-studded shoes.
The jewelries are there too… back chain and all others that came with it, even female needs.
She was sharp enough to pick up the fact that he wants her to dress up, so she asked the wall LED for the bathroom way.
When she was shown, she entered for her bath, and she used the first ten minutes to stare around in marvel and astonishment.
The bathroom is as huge and extravagant as the king-sized bedroom.
It’s squeaky clean too, so much she feels like dirt being in here.
She doesn’t need anyone to say it now. He’s an OCD patient—a chronic perfectionist, then why does he even allow her in his space?
He’d go that far for his game?
However, she had her bath. She spent a great time in the tub, getting clean and freshening her pores.
She could spend forever in there, but she gotta dress up, so she left for the bedroom and dressed herself up in the provided things from the box.
Five minutes later, she was picked up by Migos, and as she followed him, her phone made that familiar buzz which made her check.
• Remember you used to like the tiramisu I made? I got even better at making it. Don’t worry, I’ll come for you soon, then you can have as much tiramisu as you want, and the cobb salad too. I didn’t forget, little angel.
Seraphina tucked her phone back into her purse after reading.
Migos took her to the underground park of the Oddsion where cooler, bigger cars are.
She was ushered into a limousine, and she met him beside her immediately she hopped in.
She quickly created space between them, and the car moved.
Tobias was on his laptop throughout.
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[Vince’s Crib]
Kimmy didn’t expect the crib to be on the rooftop of a skyscraper.
She expected something grand like he has been praising himself, but she was utterly disappointed.
Vince’s guard was waiting at the base of the uncompleted skyscraper, and as there’s no elevator yet, she was led to the staircase.
She wanted to grunt in dissatisfaction, but knowing how meeting Vince is important, she killed her grunts and climbed.
The staircases are exactly five hundred, and after each hundred, she drew breaths.
She sweated from every pore of her skin and her foot. She got gripped by a dangerous headache and ache in the leg.
Her knees were already trembling before she got up two hours later.
She rested her palms on her knees, staying still. Sweat dripped from her chin to the ground, and her breaths struggled to come out of her tight lungs.
“First time climbing a staircase?” Vince’s rough voice made her rise.
Vince sat easily on a table in the middle of the roof. He placed his leg on a chair, and his walking cane beside him.
His hat is gone now, so the white suit made his green eyes witchy like an anomaly in the middle of normal.
His four men are around him, but the one who led Kimmy here joined them, completing the original five.
“The staircase was five hundred, fucker!!” Kimmy yelled, surging forward angrily. “I just climbed five hundred staircases!! You bragged about being rich, so why the fûck do you stay on the rooftop of a skyscraper!!?”
Vince picked an egg from the table, tossing it precisely at her face.
It broke on her cheek, staining her messily. Yolk dragged down her dress fabric.
“You don’t yell here, Kimora. Next time you do, I’ll be a bullet instead of an egg.” He warned, giving her a cracked stare.
Kimmy sucked up her brattiness.
“I’m sure I’m wanted by Tobias, and of course I can’t stay in a place. My network fluctuates between this skyscraper and several others. To play a bastard like Tobias, I have to be a bastard too.” He cleared.
“Why are you also a St. Graves? Are you their Uncle Will’s son?” Kimmy asked curiously.
Vince got down from the table, walking to her without his cane.
His legs look balanced now, barely.
“The real question you should be asking is what can you do for me to earn my protection.” He smiled creepily.
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