Sweet Sin - S01 E169

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Sweet Sin - S01 E169

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 169

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Seraphina’s tears turned fresh.

New rolls sprang alive and cascaded down her cheeks, a testament to her overflowing emotions and blooming feelings for this man in front of her.

He gave her her first confession.

He just told her all of these and expects her to not just slump and due of over-happines right now?

When she was foolishly following Vince around in highschool, all Vince did was told her he’d marry her in the future, and she made blood oath with him like a love-starved Dog.

No ‘I love you’

No cherishing, slightest pampering or consideration about her age, but he still managed to trap her.

Dean? His was a facade she fell in like a fool for the second time again.

His marriage and her family were the hell that pushed her to seek refuge and protection in the arms of the dark Priest in form of a dog form.

She became his dog, shamelessly serving her boby anywhere. No thoughts of attachments, but here she is, hearing the sweetest words she has ever heard all her life from him.

For the first time ever, she heard a genuine I love you from a man.

If that anxiousness in his eyes right now isn’t genuineness, then what is it? He’s staring at her like she’s her whole world, but there’s also nervousness in his stare.

He didn’t say Be My Girlfriend.

He said ‘Would You Be My Girlfriend?’

He said ‘Choose Me’

He’s putting her first, again.

He’s considering her, again.

Her face is still in the middle of his palms, and as the tears rolled down, he wiped them with his thumb, gently like she’s a fragile glass that’d crack if he touches too hard.

“You can take your time if you’re too overwhelmed right now,” he continued. “I’m not a patient man, but I can still wait for maybe one more day for your answer? And it’s ok if you decide to not choose me, that’s just gonna confirm my belief that I’m never wanted and desired. I can’t promise I won’t run insane though, cos yeah…I’m weak about you, I can’t take your rejection, I…

“Yes,” she cut in with a small, throaty voice, hiccuping. “Yes, a billion times, Tobias…” She repeated. “I choose you, only you, forever, and ever, and always. I love you a lot,, Allison knows how much I’m in love with youuuu…” She cried like a baby.

Tobias smiled widely.

“Allison?”

She nodded with closed eyes… “Yes. She knows I can’t function without thinking about you. She knows I’ve been avoiding you because I was guarding my heart. I was scared that if I confessed, you might shut me out and not talk to me again. I was so fucking scared you’d hate me if I confessed…” She hiccuped again.

“I realized it the day you told me to play Dean and act like I was in love with him. I was so hurt that the order to seduce another man was coming from you, and I….I didn’t know what to do but just follow…”

“I’m sorry you had to hear such from me…” He apologized immediately.

“No…” She shook her head again, eyes still closed. “It was our deal, and you were merely using me like we agreed to do, so it’s my fault for catching feelings, but now that you said you’ve been looking at me since the day I got married to Dean, I….”

“You’re?” He smiled.

“I’m…so full of myself. I want to go on city TV and say fûck you to every other man except you, my man. I bagged the most handsome man in this city. He’s rich, he loves me a lot, and he spoils me. He has blue eyes and chin dimple, and he’s officially my boyfriend, and I’m his girlfriend.” She replied with another sniffle.

Tobias laughed heartily, wiping the tiny tears that slipped out the top of her lower lids again.

“I can buy you the city news outlet if you really want to do that..” he said.

“I love you so much, Tobias St. Graves.” She hiccuped.

“Can you at least open your eyes and look at me?” He urged.

“It’s blurry, and I don’t want my first sight of you as my boyfriend to be blurry.” She talked.

“The lenses are original,” he frowned a little bit.

“Yeah, but I guess my eye issue is getting worse. Soon, even lenses won’t be able to make me see.” She hiccuped for the hundredth time.

Tobias pulled her head to his chest, stroking her hair and ears with an hand. He pulled his phone with the other hand, dialling Jude.

“At your service,” Jude sounded.

“New lenses, in my car.” He ordered.

The call ended fast after that.

“You have lenses in your car?” She asked in a whisper.

“Always. I carry the box around in my car.” He replied warmly.

“You’re making me want to cry again…” She pouted.

“Don’t you dare spill waterworks from those eyes again.” He warned.

She nodded.

Jude appeared with the box of lenses, and Tobias removed the ones in Seraphina’s eyes.

He picked new set from the box and wore them on her eyes.

Her clear sight returned, and she began blushing immediately she saw his face clearly.

“Cat’s got your tongue now?” He smirked teasingly.

Jude left them, and she finally moved, balancing on top of her toes.

He made it easier, leaning down and erasing the space between them.

Their lips crashed together, softly and tenderly. The softest they’ve ever had.

She wanted it soft, and he went with her pace, kissing her soft.

Soft, but deep.

Soft, but tongue curling.

Soft, but saliva sharing.

Soft, but his hand closed around her throat, choking her.

Soft, but DEEP.

His other hand wrapped around her ass behind, squeezing.

They kissed without rushing, without roughness, without impatience.

Like the assurance that they own each other is clear, so they took their time and devoured themselves, kissing through the sweetness and wholeness. They chewed each other till their lips bled their flesh.

Immediately his palm slid away from her throat, she grabbed his throat too, and he smiled into the kiss immediately that happened.

She kissed hard like a queen, and he razed her tight like a sovereign.

When her skirt was becoming a nuisance, he lifted it and touched her ass directly, cupping the flesh and squeezing sweetly everytime.

Now it’s her turn to smile into the kiss. She knows he’s obsessed with that booty, obsessed with her whole body and she likes it.

She’s obsessed with his chin and eyes too…with his whole body.

When he spanked her ass, the kiss broke with a pop.

She pulled him with herself, and they jointly fell to the ground—to the green grass.

She lay on top of him with her chin on his chest and just stared at him wordlessly.

He stroked her ear, the rare beads on his bracelet glossed.

“Are you open for a flight to France for your eye surgery?” He asked.

“Not now,” she declined. “There’s too much heat on you now, I can’t just fly out for eye surgery and leave you alone here.”

“What are you gonna do if you stay? Cut heads? Carve bodies?” He teased, kissing her forehead.

“At least I know how to shoot a gun and I know a little about knife fight. I can guard myself a little, so I’m not going to France till this is over. How dare they try to turn stories against my boyfriend, especially Vince and my family. He claimed you’re my highschool boy who impregnated me, and they claimed you aborted for me. They’re so desperate.” She said.

“I’ll handle them, on my own…” He assured frankly, stroking her brows.

“You’re wanted, Tobias. The cops have been looking for evidence to nab you for long, and they’ll jump at just anything to get you imprisoned. I’m not leaving for France.” She argued strongly.

“I’ve been to the precinct few times, and I always come out within five minutes. I have the best attorney in this city, Sera.” He tried again.

“So what’s your plan?” She asked.

“I’d rather not tell it to anyone,” he tilted slightly.

“Even me, your pretty girlfriend?” She blinked.

He chuckled, knowing she was going to say that.

She pulled her head to his chest again, whispering in her ear.

“You’re brutal!” She shouted. “I like it,” she whispered with a lip bite.

“Damn, Sera…” He laughed again.

Her eyes suddenly caught the grass they’re lying on, and she inched up with a little gasp.

“Geez! I can’t believe I made us lay on grass! Your OCD!”

“I don’t get triggered with you. You came in my mouth thrice already, and I wasn’t repulsed. I like your filth, and will always do.” He said.

She sat up, straddling his stretched long legs as she blushed again.

“Did I tell you Vince is Valhalla Club Leader? And Ruth from the Church is Vince’s sister from another mother.” He informed.

“What!” Her big eyes widened. “But Valhalla has been in existence even before I was born! How come that schmuck is the Leader?”

“He stole it. He always steals, Sera. That’s why he’s buddies with Dean.” He shrugged.

“But he’s not stealing me…” She said with a blink.

“Maybe when I die, but I’m not dying. I have a long life with you, baby.” He smiled, rubbing her hair.

She wrapped her arms on him, and he reciprocated immediately, sucking her neck and rebranding the hickey.

They stayed that way as if their embrace mattered most in the world. As if they’re each other’s safest places. Drowning in each other’s scents and solitude.

Until…

“Wrath!” Yalda’s voice tore into their middle, causing separation.

Yalda ran into the clearing, panting, sweating, dying.

She went on her knees.

“Fûck, thank fûck you’re alive! I lost my breaths immediately I was told about the accident, but something in my fucked head kept saying it wasn’t true! If you wanted to die by accident, you’d have died by the few ones you had in the past.”

Tobias stood and helped Seraphina up too, stroking her knuckles.

“It’s good that you know that,” he gave her a proud look.

“How did it happen?” Yalda breathlessly asked.

“Drove the car to the city overpass and ordered Jude to set it on fire.” Tobias shamelessly narrated.

“Just to draw First Lady back to yourself?” Yalda blinked, looking at Seraphina, then she smiled. “Fûck, Wrath, you’re so fuckin whipped, and I’m so damn happy…”

“What car did you set on fire?” Seraphina whispered in his ear.

“The limousine.” He whispered back.

“The fûck! Tobias!” She gasped.

“Don’t overreact,” he tilted his head arrogantly.

She rolled eyes, holding his arm.

Then, Jude appeared too.

“They’ve all gathered according to plan, sir.” He informed.

“We need to move now, but I have to take her home first…” He interlocked his fingers with Seraphina’s.

“I didn’t even close at my crochets,” she muttered.

“The Odds there would have closed for you by now.” He replied, giving her a slow look.

She nodded once, following him out of the clearing.

He got the car door for her, got her inside, and drove her too.

He drove with an hand though. His second hand stayed interlocked with Seraphina’s fingers, and she kept kissing the interlock, even hugging it till they arrived at his Oddsion.

They came out of the car together, and he drowned her in his hug again.

“Don’t take long,” she murmured.

“Wait for me,” he assured. “I promised to swim with you last time. Let’s do it tonight.” He said.

“I’ll wait for you them. Don’t keep me waiting, I know you got this case.” She rubbed his neck.

Tobias refused to let go.

Jude and Yalda exchanged silly glances at the back.

When they finally broke the hug after five-ish minutes, their lips met again, the kiss soft like her ass.

Then, he removed his obsidian eye necklace and wore it around her neck instead.

“You can control the Odds around the Oddsion with this, they’ll listen to you and take you wherever you want around this property.” He said.

Seraphina touched the eye pendant, rubbing it carefully.

“I’ll be waiting.”

He stroked her hair again, twice before getting back in the car with Yalda and Jude.

They drove off.

Estelle stepped out immediately, smiling sheepishly.

“Hey, Sera—”

Seeing the necklace she wore, her words cut, and she quickly covered her mouth. “I mean… First Lady.”

“I want a really warm bath mixed, and notify the others…I need a bubble jet in the pool.” Seraphina ordered aptly.

“Of course!” Estelle happily rushed in to get it done.

Then, two other giant male Odds came out, staying at each sides of her.

“We’ll escort you in, Wrathress.” One of them said.

“The fûck is Wrathress?” Seraphina chuckled.

“You know what I’m saying, First Lady.” He respectfully replied.

She was escorted in, and maids rushed out to take her bag, but there’s no bag to be taken since she left Sera’s Crochets in a hurry.

“What do you want us to prepare, First Lady? We’ll prepare anything from local to international, intercontinental dishes…”

“I’ll wait till my boyfriend comes back before deciding.” She replied.

The maids bowed again.

“Yes, First Lady!”

she felt her head swelling at this new achievement and step.

Who knew she’d ever get guards or maids asking for her wants?

Who fuckin knew?

“SarahNina!” Saint’s voice made her look up to see him coming down on the entrance lift, looking bright.

“Heyy…” She sounded.

“Hey, I finally get to see you up close!” He shouted dramatically. “I can’t believe you charmed Toby and dragged him to yourself, you witch!”

“Excuse you?” Seraphina scoffed.

“Don’t pretend, SarahNina, you—”

“And it’s Seraphina,” she rolled eyes.

“I call people whatever the fuck I want, and I choose SarahNina for you. Deal with it!” He shot.

“I have a feeling we won’t get along.” Seraphina crossed her arms.

“For someone who bewitched my brother, I don’t wanna get along with you too!” He pointed again, but his chest hurts immediately.

He grabbed it.

“Ahh!”

Seraphina dropped her arms, rushing over. “Saint? Are you ok?”

“You do know my name!” He smiled wide. “I see why my brother is obsessed. You’re fine as fûck.”

Seraphina stood straight and began going for the lift.

“We should eat together, don’t you think?” Saint went after her.

“SarahNina!”

As the main door revolved to a close behind her, Seraphina felt fulfilled.

But if only she knew…

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