Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 140
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First Lady.
Wrath’s Baby.
Hearing the two polished titles from two distinguished members of the cult made Seraphina’s finger drop from between her teeth slowly.
Realization drowned her.
She’s all of that?
Did they just acknowledged her?
Kimmy’s screams and cries and begging became white noise to her. She pushed them to the back of her mind and focused on the echo drumming her ears.
She’s First Lady?
Feels surreal she had to pinch herself to test the originality. She wasn’t dreaming, it’s hella true.
Her eyes went forward again, witnessing the creative brutality the Odds are melting out to Kimmy.
The breast crushing moment is over. Now, they’re doing whatever they want with her blood.
Jude held a painting brush and a drawing book.
He dipped the brush in Kimmy’s blood and painted butterflies with it into his book.
One washed his hand with the blood. Another dyed his hair with it, and another one was plucking out Kimmy’s hair from her scalp.
One was even stabbing her p$ssy with a fork repeatedly.
Yalda took a giant nail and positioned the tip on Kimmy’s forehead.
With a hammer, she slammed the nail into Kimmy’s head.
Kimmy was then tossed, her chest pressing the table while her back stayed open. Tobias began the carving. He carved words on her back with a hot rod.
S….E….R….A….P…H…I…N….A.
Kimmy’s last breaths fell from her nostrils, and as her neck lulled to the side, her eyes caught Seraphina’s.
Seraphina still stood there, still watching with those satisfactory eyes.
Then she began getting the flashbacks one by one.
Back to when Kimmy poured scratching powder into her bra.
Back to when Kimmy poured sand into her dinner.
When she asked Kimmy for pills to relieve her menstrual cramps in the estate cellar, but Kimmy brought her hot water and burned her wrists.
When Kimmy lied to the whole school that she’s a bed wetter.
When Kimmy burned her ankles with a curling iron.
And several others she doesn’t even want to remember.
But Kimmy is here now, on that table, taking her last breath.
She’s here now, dying in the most gruesome way existing.
Earlier, Kimmy even begged for her help, and nothing had ever sounded more beautiful in her ears.
As her eyes met with Kimmy, she smiled softly, took few steps closer to the table.
She took the iron from Tobias and carved more words into Kimmy’s skin… BURN IN HELL.
She tossed the rod away afterwards, and it landed in the corner of the room with a disturbing clang.
“You didn’t have to get your hands dirty, baby. I’ll take all the filth.” Tobias muttered with a heave.
“I’m already in the filth, Tobias…” She smiled faintly, boldly. “I’ll do everything with you, bringing down your enemies and mine.”
A bowl of water was brought, and Tobias washed his hand clean of the blood, then he took an hanky to wipe the water before he went close to Seraphina, cornering her to the body table. She leaned back as his dark eyes drowned her whole.
“I fucking love it when you let your fangs show, Sera.”
“And I madly love it when you get wicked, Daddy.” She winked.
He leaned completely into her body, acting like he’d drop flat on top of her. Seraphina’s eyes lowered to his lips, and he made use of it.
He dropped a kiss on her throat—on top of the hickey he put there.
Seraphina bit her bottom lip.
He grabbed her right hand, and she straightened as he began taking her out of the building.
As if the night intended to bless them, it began raining, but he didn’t care.
He continued the pull, and she followed him into the rain till they got to the car where he opened the door for her, got her in, and shut the door before getting in himself.
He grabbed the wheel to start driving, and Seraphina grabbed another thing underneath.
His belt.
She flipped the leather apart from the metal, freeing his cóvk. She held the bigness like a seductress, wrapping her new brown nails around it.
As he drove out of the place, she swallowed his warm cóvk into the deepest part of her throat.
“Shit….urhg!” His eyes blurred as the guttural sound escaped his hoarse throat, responding to her mouth.
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To Be Continued..
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