Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 150
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[Sera’s Crochets – Workroom]
The workroom is times four of Seraphina’s office. Large, spacious and wide with various crocheting machines—strange and familiar ones.
Yarns, wools, needles, beads, flowers patterns and petals, pins and shines…and several other unnameable treasure designing tools filled tool bowls in every corner.
They’re literally overflowing.
And the sound of machines working filled the room as Seraphina patiently worked on her last piece for the day.
Her models have auditioned today, and she choose the best ten already. Modelling shoots starts tomorrow for her new piece.
She had to make pieces of the new design for everyone of them, unfailingly.
She only had to insert her design sketches into the machine scanner for memorization, then she inserts the right tools, and the machines makes the exact thing she wants.
She threw the last bead into the machine’s tool column and stepped away, letting the machine do it’s job.
Annika came in with a cup of night coffee for her.
A guard took it, ran a poisoning scan with a scanner and handed it to Seraphina after it showed negative.
Seraphina drank her coffee slowly.
“The take over event started five minutes ago, Miss.” Annika reported.
Seraphina lowered her cup with wide eyes, gasping. “It’s supposed to start in two minutes, I timed it!”
“He arrived ahead of time, surprisingly.” Annika smiled.
“He?” Seraphina gasped again. “You mean… Tobias?”
Annika nodded.
“Geez!” Seraphina dropped her coffee cup and rushed out of the room.
Annika ran after her, breathless.
“I’m so sorry, Miss. I should have entered to tell you earlier, but I know you hate being interrupted whenever you’re in the workroom.”
“Nothing is more important than Tobias, ok?” Seraphina faced her. “Nothing at all.”
“I’ll keep that in mind, Miss.” Annika nodded quickly.
The walk back to her office resumed, and Seraphina looked troubled throughout. Since the congratulatory gift he sent a week ago when she opened this place, she didn’t spend anymore nights at his place.
It’s been majorly video calls, audio calls, brief meetings whenever she got lunch break here, or whenever he forcefully spent night at her place, but even during those times, she made sure she never slept in bed with him.
She always found a way for them to talk till daybreak.
Not because she’s crazy, but because she doesn’t trust herself to keep holding back the emotions he has been wrenching out of her.
What if they shared a bed and she suddenly went confession mode in the middle of the night? Or what if he fucks her so good again and she goes confession mode when he cums hotly inside her p$ssy.
Actually, maybe she’s crazy.
It was hard when she hadn’t figured out her feelings, but now that it’s all figured out and madder than she thought, it’s harder to keep in.
Especially whenever she sees his eyes. Those eyes have a way of charming her, and his chin, and his skin, and his perfect body, and…
In fact, everything about him is driving her crazy, so maybe her avoidance is justified.
She eventually entered her office with Annika—a 19 year old hardworking girl she has grown fond of, and Annika turned on the TV.
The take over is airing, but in a new dimension she didn’t expect.
Vince is there!
Vincent St. Graves is there???
She stepped back.
“Get my purse, Annika, and notify the driver.” She ordered.
“Of course, Miss!” Annika quickly grabbed Seraphina’s purse.
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