Sweet Sin - S01 E151

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Sweet Sin - S01 E151

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 151

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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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[Wrath Investments Empire]

The cameras shifted closer, as though the shutters are having a hard time believing the sudden turn of events too. Now, the scene has changed from Tobias getting his glory to Vince stealing the spotlight suddenly.

And the highlight of the day is he didn’t come alone. He came with the most influential billionaires inside and outside of this NYC.

He looks like a new chandelier in the middle of old bulbs.

The Odds stopped with Tobias, and Yalda tried moving, but Jude pulled her back quickly.

“No. You’re not Migos, don’t act rashly, Firstie wouldn’t like it we’re in public, Yalda!”

Yalda was seething as she stayed back, remaining where she stood behind Tobias.

No one would guess what Tobias is thinking right now by just looking at his face. For someone whose halo was suddenly taken, he should be shocked or angry or irritated, but he carried none on his face.

He accessed Vince with his eyes as he came closer, softly pressing his walking cane to the ground, making sure his legs are unbalanced.

A testing smile perched on his face immediately he stopped in front of Tobias, and he scratched the ground secretly with his cane knife.

“No matter how hard I try, Tobias, I can never like your face,” he started. “I mean… you’re the same freak who gathered butterflies and spiders at the graveyard as a kid. Hell, you even once played with a snake inside your class and sent your classmates running out like a satanist. I’m not the least surprised that you could pull this move…” He sighed softly.

“You’ll go as far as claiming this empire as yours? The shareholders can attest to the fact that I’ve always been Wrath—the boy who was disowned by his father, but I transferred that title to Dean the moment I made him the acting CEO years ago…

“When you came staggering in claiming to be the owner of it, I told Dean to give up and announce you as the real owner which he did, and it worked…I mean…look at you….a full-blown criminal, here to claim what has never been yours…

“For a crippled, unwanted thief, you’re quite interesting.” Tobias muttered, unimpressed.

His clipped tone implied that.

“Unwanted?” Vince laughed as the cameras shifted closer again as if trying to get them blind. “Get your lexicon and check the meaning of unwanted. Your twin brother Dean is right behind me..” he pointed behind him as Dean who looks like a weed.

“Your parents didn’t even want you when you were alive, and that’s why you tried to steal my father from me by making him tutor you. You’ve always been pathetic and desperate, and I understand why you want certain things, but that doesn’t include my empire, or my woman!”

Tobias bursted into laughter suddenly, shocking everyone present including Vince himself.

Vince’s smirk died, and he began staring at Tobias blankly, expecting what’s coming.

Tobias’s laughter was dark, like a sound drawn from deep abyss. It echoed directly from his chest, and when he finally stopped, he raised his leg before anyone could get it.

He pushed Vince’s chest with his shoe, and Vince staggered.

Before he could touch the ground, he held himself and steadied his stand with his walking cane.

“You were spitting on me, Vincent, and you smell like onions. I’ve always hated mess that’s not from one particular person, so keep your distance while talking to me!” Tobias glared, poisonously.

Vince dusted his suit and smiled slightly, raising his face to Tobias again.

“Still as arrogant as I remember, Tobias, but this visitation is only a foreshadow,” he pointed his cane. “You have 24hrs to leave this Empire grounds, and the ultimatum is only because I’m considering our bond as cousins. After 24, I can’t say that I might actually do to you.”

With that, he turned around and strode back to his car, popping back in the same way he popped out.

His followers followed him, and the reporters ran after Genevieve and Marley, throwing questions like stones…

“What do you have to say about your current family crisis?”

“Why did you do such inhumane things to your second daughter?”

“You even disowned her months ago. Genevieve, are you really the mother of Seraphina?”

“Marley, please say something!”

The couple were rushed into their cars by their guards, and their cars followed after Vince’s.

Dean’s eyes met Tobias, and Dean gave him a demeaning smile before driving off too.

The Serpents also zoomed off one by one in their individual cars, and the reporters attention shifted back to Tobias…

“Mr. Tobias St. Graves, what do you have to say?”

“Did you really siphon the Empire from your cousin originally?”

“Are you willing to verify your ownership or will your cousin be taking full control?”

“Mr. St. Graves!”

Tobias was in no mood to give a silly talk.

He walked out on them and proceeded to the company.

His Odds followed him.

The Empire is empty. After the laundering case, staffs have left out of fear of being investigated too.

The Empire looks like it’d echo if someone calls a name in the middle of it.

Tobias stood at the wide black lobby and stared first, at furnitures, up at the sparkling gold walls, down at the floors and back up at the ceilings. The rotating elevators and the drifting lifts, the steep but wide staircases. The richness of the interior which reflects the wealthy air blowing around the exterior.

He took a large inhale.

He was still drawing the building plan of this place before he went to seminary. He was still gathering the ordinary ownership documents.

But when he went to seminary, Dean stole the building plan, developed it and build this place. He finalized the original ownership documents in his own name and used his fake signature to reverse the ownership of this land too.

And Uncle Will helped.

He did.