Sweet Sin - S01 E116

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Sweet Sin - S01 E116

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 116

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[Allison’s Mansion]

Seraphina let out a small breath when she came down from the Uber she came in. She had called it after she got to the public shore cos she wouldn’t possibly wait for Tobias’s limousine again.

She closed the Uber door and was about to go inside the building when the driver stepped out too.

“Miss!” He called out, making her turn fast.

“I payed on the app before you came,” she quickly cleared.

“It’s not about the pay, Miss…” He smiled nervously. “I….my daughter is a fan of you…” He confessed.

Seraphina blinked.

A fan of her??

“She watched your crocheting competition with Dora on TV, and also she watched your 9.9 popular auction. She’s a highschool arts student who has always been big on fashion but was always shunned cos we’re poor, but when she told me she found a new role model who she admires a lot, i was glad. She wants to be a crocheter too.” He explained.

“Oh…” Seraphina choked.

“Also, she’s very curvy like you, but people only wanna talk to her cos of her curves, and because of that, she has refused to make friends, concluding they’re all fake, she lost her liveliness, but seeing you boosted her morale that she doesn’t need friends to be great. Now, she took her entrance exams to the arts university just last week, and she passed.”

“OMG!” Seraphina cheered up. “I’m so happy for your daughter! Please tell her I’m so fuckin happy.”

“I will, and she’ll nearly burst with excitement if I tell her this…” The man laughed heartily. “Can I get an autograph for her?”

“Autograph? Me?” Seraphina’s mind raced with disbelief. “I’m not a celebrity, I’m just a—”

“You are a celebrity, Miss Seraphina.” He argued. “You’re still the most searched topic globally right now, and I think reporters aren’t swooning you yet cos the don’t know your house or schedule. When they get to you, you’ll believe me. Your IG gained 5million followers overnight, and you’re saying you’re not a celebrity? Who else organized a 9.9B auction before in this century?”

“Umm..” Seraphina’s mind raced faster, not knowing how to react.

“You are a celebrity, Miss Seraphina. Please, your autograph before it becomes more hard to see.” He insisted, bringing out his daughter’s diary from his Uber.

Seraphina took a pen from him too.

“Her name?” She asked.

“Annika.”

Seraphina signed her long autograph with the name, and the man took back the diary with a chuckle.

“You have a very beautiful, long autograph. I can’t believe a person can actually sign this fine.”

“You’re flattering me,” she smiled prettily again.

“No…this is majestic…” The man tapped the autograph twice. “Annika will go crazy once she sees this.”

“I love Annika, tell her that…” Seraphina assured genuinely.

“Trust me!” He got back in his Uber and drove off smoothly.

Seraphina stood there for few more minutes, thinking about what just happened. She’s a role model to someone? She’s a celebrity?

She’s…an inspiration to people?

Even as she walked to Allison’s door, she couldn’t stop thinking about it.

It momentarily snatched the thoughts of what happened at the island away from her rough mind.

Just when she was about to open the door, her phone buzzed.

She paused, dug it out, and saw another message from the animal.

• Why aren’t you replying my texts? You know how much I hate ghosting. Oh, is it because of what happened? Trust me, the skirt I gave to Kimora wasn’t even yours, and it was blood tonic on the skirt, not your hymen blood. I took your virginity, Little Angel, and it’s still the best experience I’ve ever had. I only gave Kimora the tonic-stained skirt cos I wanted to fool her into thinking I really was on her side. Sweetheart, don’t be mad at me, ok?

Seraphina decided to text him back this time around.

Seraphina: Let’s meet, tommorow night. You’ll get the location soon.

She sent that before going inside, meeting Allison just by the door with arms folded across her chest and a mischievous little smile.

“Lis?” Seraphina entered.

“Did you just sign your first autograph? What!!” Allison screamed, unfolding her arms.

“You were watching?” Seraphina smiled a little as she proceeded in.

“Since you came down from the Uber, bitch. I’ve been watching!” Allison did a little jump in front of her. “When you clocked 5M followers on the morning after your auction, I knew you’d go very far. My homegirl is a celebrity!” She jumped again.

“5M?” Seraphina sat tiredly, slumping her head back.

“You didn’t check your IG? The only five posts you made there, each of them have nothing less than 4M likes right now, Phina. And the comments are hitting 150k and above. Girl, you’ve gone far with the auction, and some networks who love you have gone to uproot your crocheting competition video with Dora, that one’s trending too. You’re a sensation to people, you’re that woman.”

“The 5M followers are probably bots.” Seraphina said, uninterested.

“What do you mean bots?” Allison pulled out her phone, clicking Seraphina’s page. “Look at her solid 5M, and most of them are celebrity singers and actors! Check your DM and see just how much love and work you’d have received. That’s why your building has to come up in two months, Acosta is already working on it, but before the building will come up, you’ll need to buy a building to work in for the meantime.”

“I hear you,” Seraphina sighed.

Allison got a grip of the atmosphere, sitting beside Seraphina.

“Babe, are you ok? Is it still because of Vincent?”

“I ended the deal with Tobias.” Seraphina threw the news.

“Are you kidding?” Allison stood, eyes popping. “You did what?”

Seraphina found it hard to go over again, but she did it for Allison. She narrated everything starting from yesterday at the auction to this night at the private island.

“Maybe I overreacted, but immediately I saw the wedding dress and ring, I was triggered. Dean appeared in my room at my family estate back then too before our wedding. He carried ring and wedding dress, and the same words… MARRY ME. I think I’m traumatized by the idea of marriage or fake love, Lis. I found out just this night.”

“And you think he doesn’t feel you? Tobias?” Allison asked.

“I don’t know, Allison. I can read him in the other parts, but his cloudy heart? I don’t know how it works.”

Allison nodded.

“Even if he wanted to make the marriage move to make Vince come out, he should have told me first instead of just coming at me with sudden proposal, right?” Seraphina asked to be sure.

“If he told you first before proposing, you wouldn’t agree too, Phina. I know you.” Allison said.

Seraphina looked away.

“Yeah, i wouldn’t. But do you think I overreacted? I left him there at the island, and he’s—”

“Worry about yourself, Phina.” Allison cut in. “I’ll be your therapist.”

“I always forgot you’re a certified therapist, but situation turned you to a event planner and a networker.” Seraphina smiled a bit.

“Duh,” Allison grinned, pulling Seraphina’s head to her chest.

“My breàsts aren’t big and pillow-mates like yours, so manage my dey consolation.” She said.

“Just keep quiet…” Seraphina chuckled slowly, shutting her eyes.

“So what are you gonna do about Vince St. Graves?” Allison asked.

“I’m meeting him tommorow.” Seraphina replied.

“No!” Allison broke the hug immediately. “No! You can’t!”

“What?”

“He’s the 9.9 star at your auction, girl. Who knows maybe his power and influence is on Tobias’s level? What if his stupid arse kidnaps you or something? Please, I can’t go through what I went through when Valhalla people kidnapped you or when Ruth took you to Atlanta.”

“I’ll be fine, Allison. I need you to trust me. If you don’t, you can actually follow me tommorow.” Seraphina said.

“Exactly what’s gonna happen!” Allison nodded. “I’mma wrap up my events fast tomorrow and go with you. Are you even aware that Marley and Genevieve are a part of Valhalla? Acosta told me.”

“I suspected it the moment I saw kidnapped by the club.” Seraphina nodded, not surprised.

“And Dean has even been initiated.” Allison added.

“Suits him, and i hope it haunts him and his new wife forever and ever and always.” Seraphina said.

“Can’t believe I was once scrambling around to get connections into the club, but after seeing what they contained, I lost interest. I don’t want richness at the expense of my peace.” Allison shook her head.

“You mentioned Acosta again,” Seraphina looked at her suspiciously.

“Nothing is going on,” Allison denied.

“No, it’s obvious you want that man. I know how you get when you want something Allison.” Seraphina teased, forgetting about her weariness again.

“He’s in charge of your building, girl, and I’m like your manager, so it’s normal that I usually meet him!” Allison rolled eyes.

“No, you want him!” Seraphina laughed for the first time in two days.

“You’re unbelievable…” Allison stood. “We met earlier, and he was with his son. His dude introduced me as Rasheeda, his client.”

Seraphina’s laughter this time was raw and unrestrained.

She laughed so hard she had to lean on the armrest.

Allison hissed as she entered the kitchen. “I shouldn’t have told you…”

“C’mon,” Seraphina stood. “Rasheeda!” She hollered, following her inside with a sprint.

At the kitchen door, she got another phone buzz.

Determined to switch off her phone, she pulled the phone out, but the text isn’t from Vince.

It’s from another number.

• We need to meet and talk tomorrow, Seraphina. It’s Williams St. Graves.

Seraphina stopped, surprised.

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