Sweet Sin – Chapter 93,94,95&96

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The room fell silent.

The kind heavy enough to crash the walls and break the grounds.

A shadow crossed Tobias’s eyes, then two, then they became countless, taking endless tours around his orbs.

The walls froze along with Kimmy’s words, and the Odds seemed to receive the impact too.

The ones who were smiling before immediately stopped. Their expressions became clouded with ominous murkiness.

Especially Yalda and Jude.

Yalda’s smile was the first to fall off.

Jude’s eyes widened a bit.

Estelle’s face squeezed.

On the ground, Kimmy laughed again, and that splurged forth more blood from her shot arm, but she wouldn’t care. She still wants to talk.

“Our late grandma was a curvy bitch, and Seraphina took after her with the curves. Seraphina’s body began developing so early. At age five, the hips were already showing, and at age 8, she already grew br+sts. She began menstruating at 9. When she clocked ten? The bi+ch looked eighteen year old cos she was so f+kin thick. She lost so much weight when we began locking her up in the cellar to menstruate…” She grinned.

She held her bleeding arm for a bit before continuing.

“Her early development drew so many guys to her at school, and I hated it, so I made her uniform smell, and my parents made sure she didn’t have lady care products. She had just two panties and one bra…”

Kimmy laughed again.

“I once spread rumours that she was HIV positive, but it later came out as fake, and the guys returned to flocking around her again, so I made a plan with my boyfriend Vince to defile her. Vince did the job so well and we displayed the bloody skirt around, but the cherry on top was her pregnancy! She got pregnant, and our parents nearly killed her!”

Kimmy’s laughter deepened, ringing around the walls.

“But you know the sweetest part?” She suddenly stopped. “Our parents dissolved abortion pills and added a little bit of washing liquid soap, and she was made to drink.”

Kimmy inhaled.

“That day, I still remember it vividly… Seraphina bled like crazy, and the pregnancy got aborted, she nearly died, and my parents left her at the brink of death intentionally, then just when she was about to give up, they finally took pity on her and brought in a doctor to attend to her.”

Kimmy inhaled again.

“Mum and dad said Seraphina is our family curse who has to be hated like shit for the family to stay relevant, and we did just that. I did the most, and my parents love me!!!” She screamed madly.

“So…tell me why I should suffer by your hands just because I did what I should do?” Her voice went down. “You have no idea what’s coming for you if you touch me! My parents will find you, and Vince will find you!!”

“If we touch you?” Yalda talked with unhinged gentleness. “We already touched you, whore. Look at your arm, you’re bleeding, bitch. That’s blood coming out of you.”

“Did you get the recording?” Tobias asked, slowly, lifelessly.

He didn’t rise from that chair.

He’s not looking at Kimmy. His gaze stayed on the ground, and if he stares any deeper, he’d surely bore holes on that ground with the intensity.

His elbows rested on his knees, and he kept his gaze straight, like he was programmed to stay robotically still.

“I did,” Estelle raised the recorder she’s holding. “I recorded every damn thing she said.”

Jude took the recorder from her.

“You did…what?” Kimmy’s eyes widened. “What are you gonna do? I’m Kimora Redd, and any little move you make will surely boomerang! You have no idea what you’re dealing with! My father will end you!!!”

“Bring Grimm in.” Tobias’s next order dropped like a detonation.

An Odd whistled, and the giant dog ran inside with high hard tail, stretched furs and ears, flaring nose, and greenish eyes.

It looked devilish as it pounced it’s way in, jumping hard and bouncing.

“It’s eyes are green now,” Yalda smiled. “Must remind you of Vince—your highschool boyfriend. Think about him as you receive your last good f+k from Grimm.”

“Go get your p+sy, Grimm.” Jude urged, and the hungry dog did the last pounce forward, prowling on Kimmy on the bloody ground.

“No!” Kimmy sounded, seeming like she’s just realizing the weight of what’s about to happen to her. “No…no…no!!!! Not a dog! Not a…”

She pulled against the chains, flailed against the ground, and smashed her head on the marble in brutal attempts to get away.

But fate wasn’t on her side today. Grimm’s bloated penis entered her hole, and she went rigid first, trying to tell herself it’s all a dream, that a dog isn’t inside her, but when Grimm began thrusting like a dog that it is, she felt the brutality and harshness.

Her soul split.

“No no no no….no…..stop!!! Stop it!!!! Stop already!!! Fuckin stop!!!!!! Get away!!! Daddy!!!! Daddy!!!!!”

And worse? Every single Odd held a phone, recording live on their anonymous socials.

LIVE.

Kimmy’s screams doubled

She wasn’t only crying, she was breaking like a flung ceramic.

She felt her pride, ego and reputation slip away from her.

She saw them muddying up, and she felt her life breaking down.

A dog in her.

A dog.

Grimm’s libido was unmatched. He f+ked like he was trained to do for this moment, and the Viagra in his system was only just starting it’s work since it was pumped full.

Tobias looked at her now.

He was finally able to look.

He didn’t look before cos if he did, he’d pluck her head out of her neck before he’d be able to stop himself.

His anger issue would make him act before he even thinks.

So he didn’t look, but now that something worthy of seeing is actually happening to her, he looked.

He watched.

He enjoyed it, and at the same time, he wondered how Seraphina would enjoy it better if she were here.

But not to worry, he’s gonna make sure she watches the video.

Grimm was still f+kin’ Kimmy, and Kimmy was still crying when Tobias got up. Time for the flight.

“Leave Grimm to be on it till it exhausts all the Viagra in his system, even if it takes all day.” He faced Yalda. “And prepare good food for it pending when it’d be done. It’s going to need the food, and calming drugs.”

“Sure,” Yalda nodded. “Trust me to take care of Grimm.”

“What do we do after he finishes fuckin?” Jude asked.

“Transport her to Lighthouse Garden, I have a reservation there. Make sure she stays hidden till I arrive though, cos the city is about to shatter with the live videos of her.” Tobias said.

“Copied.” Jude nodded.

It was Estelle who escorted Tobias out, leaving the rest inside.

“He doesn’t look ok,” Jude said worriedly.

“He didn’t kill Kimmy after all the shit Kimmy spewed? Of course he’s not ok. He’s keeping it in, and he won’t be ok till he lets it out.” Yalda explained shortly.

“So, when will it be let out?” Jude asked impatiently. “I’m getting impatient, and it’s grating me. Seraphina doesn’t deserve all of that wickedness, I swear.”

“Look around you, Jude…” Yalda raised her right eye. “Every Odd is angry and impatient to kill her, see it in their eyes. But Kimmy will get her death whenever Wrath says.”

Jude looked around, witnessing the rage burning in the eyes of the Odds as they recorded Kimmy’s live.

He nodded.

“I hear you.”

—

Estelle drove Tobias to the tarmac runway that’s also inside the Oddsion estate, and as Tobias came down from the car, she jumped out too.

“How many investment proposals are at hand?” He asked.

Estelle quickly turned on her phone, shakily reading it out…

“205, sir. And all are small-scale business owners who need urgent capitals. The highest amount is two billion.” She nodded.

“Relay my message to the handlers….no meeting would be set, they have to go to the safehouse, start signing the contracts online and giving out the Investments. Everyone would be invested on, and make sure the return policy and ultimatum is clear enough. If anyone plays or jokes with my damn money, I’ll end everyone they know.” He instructed.

“Of…of course..” Estelle nodded.

With screwed jaws, Tobias went for the open jet, and Estelle quickly ran out of the tarmac, holding her chest.

She looked at her phone, making sure she read the info well.

“F+k, I nearly died alone with him on that tarmac.” She muttered, going online to check Kimmy’s IG.

Kimmy’s bio says; Apple of Marley’s Eyes. Genevieve’s Favorite. Acosta’s Darling Wife. Peach’s Momma.

Estelle scoffed, shaking her head.

“How could you do that to your own sister?” She muttered. “Soon, you’ll become apple of death’s eye.”

She was laughing as she returned to the car and drove off.

—

[New Building]

When Seraphina arrived since thirty minutes ago, a lot of things have already been put in place.

The decorators got here before her, and they’ve been working, so she only sat and crossed her legs.

Her nail appointment is today, and the female beauticians whom she invited here are already working on her nails—two two of them.

She has a date with Tobias tonight, and it’s imperative to get the nails so he’d kiss them again.

As the beauticians worked, she sipped her wine and supervised her building decorators at the same time.

Tobias promised to call every half an hour. He already called before she left the house, and now she’s expecting his second call.

She kept staring at her phone screen, waiting for it to lit up.

It lit up at two minutes earlier than when it should do, and she quickly picked it up.

It’s a new notification about her coming goods from China.

They’re still scheduled to reach NYC tonight, unfailingly.

“That’s what I thought,” She turned off the phone with a sigh.

“Miss,” one of the beauticians looked up nervously.

“You have something to say to me?” Seraphina blinked.

“Yes!” The girl stood fast. “Can I be one of your models, please? I really, really, need to get in.”

Seraphina dropped her phone.

“Aren’t you already a beautician?”

“But I’ve always wanted to be a model. Being a beautician was because no agency took me in.”

“Are you kidding?” Seraphina gave her a critical look. “You’re fine.”

“Thank you, but they said they needed more than fineness.”

“You know what?” Seraphina sighed. “I’m holding an audition this weekend, link to sign up would be out tonight on my page. Sign up, and I’ll be the judge at the audition, let’s see if you’ll impress me.”

“Really?” She smiled. “OMG thank you! Thank you very much you’re so kind! I won’t disappoint, I promise!”

The call time finally came, and Seraphina picked the phone even before it began ringing.

It’s a video call, so the beauticians stepped aside for her to pick.

His face came on screen, and she smiled very wide.

“You landed already?”

“Yeah, and I’m on my way to the White House.” He replied, sounding tipsy like he just had alcohol.

“I’m on my nails right now. You’ll see them when you return.” She informed excitedly.

“No. My có+k will see them first. You wrap them around it while you suck on it.” He rawly said.

“Yeah… sounds delicious already…” She bit her lip, noticing he hadn’t smiled his boyish smile. “Tobias, are you…ok? You’re moody.”

“You can detect my moodiness now?” He talked lightly.

“You aren’t smirking or chuckling evilly or raising your brows or tilting your head or giving me the boyish smile. You’re just….flat. of course I know something is wrong.”

“You should be an analyst, Sera.” He replied, lightly again.

She saw him entering a car.

“What’s wrong? Hm? Tell me…” She urged softly.

“Keep calm till I get back,” he said.

“I’ll wait for it then, and when you arrive, you’ll see my building design too. It’s so chic.” She bragged.

“You better make it worth the wait.” His gaze softened.

“Trust your pretty baby.” She promised, ending the call.

The beauticians came back to resume their works, and Seraphina decided to take her time to step online.

She had to shift on her seat cos there’s a huge chaos going on.

The first daughter of the Redd family… Kimmy Redd, getting f+ked by a dog? And it was was posted by twenty one anonymous accounts?

Now, it’s going viral.

Not just that, but also a video of Kimmy’s confession of what they did to Seraphina’s pregnancy.

Seraphina stood abruptly, startling the beauticians who stepped back.

“Miss, are you ok?”

“Miss, are you ok?”

The questions came from all of them, but Seraphina wasn’t hearing.

Her round eyes are on her bright phone screen.

—

[Washington DC – White House]

The White House stood authoritatively with black iron fencing and towbeering columns gleaming beneath the afternoon sun.

Armed agents and discreet surveillance stood fixed.

Tobias’s black SUV rolled to a stop at the designated visitor entrance after his credentials had been cleared in advance.

Secret Service agents met him immediately, confirming his identity, scanning him through security, and escorting him through a series of controlled corridors where every door required authorization to open.

Staff members moved urgently, barely sparing him a glance as they carried folders and spoke into earpieces.

Once the formal checks were complete, a White House staff aide greeted him with a courteous nod.

“You’re requested to wait a few minutes, Mr. St Graves. The President has a visitor right now.”

Tobias didn’t argue.

He’s too silently angry to engage in any conversation right now.

So, he sat, and waited.

—

[President’s Office]

The office was spacious without being ostentatious, and every detail projected history and authority.

Warm sunlight cast a soft glow across polished hardwood floors and a neatly arranged seating area with cream-colored sofas.

American flags stood proudly in the corners, while framed portraits and historic paintings adorned the walls, lending the room an air of gravity.

Vince sat facing the President behind his large desk, and it’s obvious they’ve been in a heated conversation before now.

Behind Vince, there’s Ruth who sat on a wheelchair, looking as pitiful as she could make herself look.

“I still can’t believe you’re talking this way, Your Excellency,” Vince relaxed. “Ruth’s mother was your younger sister who was tragically killed by a criminal. When they found her at the hideout, she wasn’t only shot dead, but parts of her was burned with hydrochloric acid.”

“And how did she get there?” The President sighed. “How did she get to the hideout in the first place? She hired people to act like Atlanta police and kidnapped someone from NYC to Atlanta. It’s not a crime in your diary? Huh, Vincent?”

“But Ruth is now powerless!” Vince shouted. “I still have my father around me, but Ruth? Ruth’s father has always been absent and obsessed with touring the world. He didn’t even attend mother’s funeral!”

“What do you want me to do about that, Vincent?” The President asked classily, sophisticatedly.

“It’s your job as the President to protect the citizens,” Ruth spoke up. “I’ve been cheated, and I want…”

“Justice?” The President cut in.

“Yes,” Ruth nodded.

“And you’re saying one Tobias St. Graves from NYC killed my sister,” the President added. “But the cops are doing their job, and nothing found led to the man.”

“But I saw him! He shot at my leg and killed mother all for that trashcan girl from the Redd family!” Ruth shouted in the large space.

“Now you’re admitting that you kidnapped her from her city and took her to Atlanta to kill?” The President relaxed. “If no one came to do the saving, she’d be dead.”

“You’re supposed to be on my side, uncle…” Ruth cried.

“I am the President, and yes I have family like you, but that doesn’t make me less human or less empathic,” the man cleared. “I cared about your mother when she was alive. She was my sister after all, but she got what she got because of her own deeds. I’ll never step in.” The President vowed.

Ruth tried standing from her wheelchair for a better confrontation but she fell back quickly.

Her broken leg returned her.

“I hate you!!!!” She yelled, veins stretching on her neck.

“I want the investigation on Wrath Investments Empire to end, at least.” Vince said alternatively. “The money laundering was never Dean’s deed, it’s all Tobias’s plan.”

“And why would you be concerned about the Empire?” The President asked, getting bored.

“Because it’s mine,” Vince stood. “I wouldn’t fight for the Empire if I don’t own that bitch!”

“Are you sure?” The President reclined and increased the volume of the TV, tuning in to NYC business.

The current news is that Dean St. Graves released an announcement that Wrath Investments Empire belongs to Tobias St. Graves.

Statement released ten minutes ago.

Slowly, Vince stood, eyes fixed on the TV like he wants to enter and kill everyone who aired that statement from Dean. How dare Dean?

He slammed his fist on the table and dashed for the door.

“Wait for me, Vincent!!” Ruth quickly pushed her wheelchair after him.

—

[Lobby]

The aide reappeared after ten minutes, and Tobias stood.

“This way, Mr. Tobias.” He gestured at a polished hallway.

Without another word, the aide led him through walls lined with historic portraits and understated décor.

Just when they were about to bend the curve, Vince appeared from the other door, pushing Ruth’s wheelchair aggressively.

They didn’t see each other though.

Tobias took the first door, and Vince exited through the side door, so their eyes never met.

Tobias stayed stony until they reached the President’s office.

The aide knocked twice, waited for the response from inside, then opened the door and stepped aside.

“Mr. Tobias is here, Mr. President.”

Only then did Tobias cross the threshold and entered.

—

Outside, Ruth was already breathless, trying to get Vince to push the wheelchair with care, but it seems he’s pouring his anger on the chair.

He wouldn’t budge.

She wondered if he even knows she’s still on top of the chair.

“F+k! Stop!!” She screamed when she couldn’t take it anymore.

At the park, Vince stopped, pushing his hair back. He stumped the ground madly, grunting.

“The President would be murdered, I swear it!” He thundered. “He’ll die in his tub, but first, Dean has to be schooled on how to not mess up. How dare he announce Tobias as the owner of WIE!!!”

“Why the f+k are you shouting on me!!!” Ruth yelled. “I’m not the President, and in not Dean. I didn’t get what I came here to get either!”

Vince’s men rushed out of the White House too, and one of them handed him his ringing phone.

It’s ‘Daddy’ calling.

“What’s going on?” Vince picked.

“The Foster Home…” Will said. “My Kindred Foster Home…it’s gone.”

“What do you mean?” Vince’s voice went low. “What are you saying?”

“Redd Holdings bought the district and marked it for reconstruction. All buildings were destroyed including my Foster Home, and the government are on his side, even the Mayor. Two orphans died, Vince, and several others were injured.” Will cried.

“Marley…??” Vince cracked his neck, evil lurking. “Marley touched that Foster Home? He did?”

—

[Inside the Office]

“You sabotaged the company, Tobias.” The President said immediately Tobias took his seat.

“Yes, I did.” Tobias admitted. “It shouldn’t be a Issue, given that it was destroyed by me—the owner.”

“No, don’t underestimate Vince, Tobias…” The President leaned on his desk. “He’s dangerous. He’s my sister’s son, and I’ve known him for years, even before he was disowned by his father. Don’t underestimate him.”

“I don’t give a f+k about anyone, and you know that,” Tobias nodded. “He’s dangerous? I’m the danger itself, and he should be scared, but I still see him running around. He’s aiming to set traps for me? The only reason he’s still alive is because I still haven’t decided how I want him to die. I need another creative death different from the ones I’ve been using. How dare he put a baby in her womb!! She was only fourteen, fuckin fourteen!!”

He leaned on the desk too, breaths turning harsh, a little of the rage leaking out of his eyes.

“Put a baby in who?” The President frowned slightly.

Tobias pulled back, grinding his jaws and deciding on silence.

“He kept saying he owns the Empire. I have no idea why he has been saying that, but it surely means something. You know he goes way back with Dean.” The president informed.

“I know,” Tobias inhaled crankily.

“And that’s why you have to be very careful, Tobias. Again, don’t underestimate him. He wanted my grip on you, but he didn’t get it, so he left angrily. Dean’s action made him angrier, I think.” The president said.

“Dean’s action?”

“Dean announced you as the owner of Wrath Investments Empire, revealing the original ownership documents he had been hiding. They carried your stamp, signature, and picture. It has been confirmed that you’re the real boss, and now the laundering case is on your head.” The president explained.

Tobias laughed like he just heard the funniest joke of the year.

“Dean…” He exhaled. “I thought he lost his brilliance, turns out it was only sleeping.”

“There are so many agendas against you, Tobias. Thread carefully.” The president advised. “When your late loving parents told me about you that year, I promised I’d make you great cos you’ve always had the potential. Now you’re already great, though I don’t support your crooked ways, but I won’t watch you get hurt.”

Tobias went silent.

“Yeah, I won’t watch you get hurt.” The president repeated.

Tobias’s phone rang, and he picked on his seat.

It’s Yalda.

“Saint got attacked at the Memorial Estates by some hitmen, we’re still investigating who was behind them, but the most important part is that Xero’s son was there with him, and during the shootout, he shot Saint. Now, saint is hospitalized and unconscious. Tino is nowhere to be found.” She reported.

“I warned him,” Tobias sighed. “He thought I was joking when I told him to cut his friendship with Tino?”

“I think Tino’s kill time finally arrived.” Yalda cleared her throat. “You wanted Saint to see for himself, and that’s why you didn’t disrupt the friendship since then, right?”

“Get Tino, and lock him in a cage with Grimm for hours. Let them play together first.” Tobias ordered. “Xero still hasn’t payed for touching my baby inappropriately, it’s hightime he payed for that sin.”

“On it, and there’s another thing…” Yalda quickly said. “The younger sister of Seraphina’s best friend—Bexley, was there too at the Memorial Estates during the shootout. I interrogated her, and she mentioned Saint actually took the bullet for her.”

“I’ll handle it, and send two of you to Saint’s hospital ward. There’ll be no entry except for the doctor.” Tobias said resolutely.

“Sure.” Yalda hung up.

—

[NYC – Hospital]

Bexley paced around, restless, digging her nails into each other.

Since she brought Saint here last night, she had been kept out. She can’t enter the ward.

She could only pace around restlessly like this and chew on her nails.

She removed two with her teeth already as a result of anxiety.

It all happened in a blur last night she couldn’t even register things well.

She had brought food for Saint.

She met Tino with him.

Tino wasted the food and slapped her, then he kissed Saint.

Saint punched him.

She slapped Tino twice.

Then hitmen came in, and in the shootout, Tino shot Saint.

After Tino did the shot, he fled.

The masked Memorial Estates staffs took Saint here with her, and since then, she had been locked out.

No access to Saint at all.

The Estate staffs filled the hallways, and they won’t even let her an inch close to the ward door.

She’s like a stranger here. The only person who actually talked to her was a female cop who said she was Yalda and asked questions from her since like an hour ago.

After then, she stood uselessly here, and her mind has been racing.

Why the fû+k would Saint take that bullet in the first place?

The doctor came out of the ward, and she ran forward.

“Is he stable? Tell me something at least!!!” She yelled.

They didn’t respond to her.

“Where the hell is Saint’s ward?!” A new person entered the hall.

Bexley turned, seeing Dora Redd walking in like a bî+ch.

—

[An old Reservoir]

Tino’s nails are in his mouth here too, but he’s also crying profusely.

He had escaped the Memorial Estates narrowly last night after he did that shot and hurt Saint.

And it wasn’t intentional.

The shot was meant for that bi+cha+s Bexley. Why would Saint take it?

Is he ok?

Is he stable?

He’s not dead, right?

He has been trying to make answers for these questions, but they’re not forming at all, and he’s worried.

Also, he’s scared.

Saint has two rich brothers, especially the scary ex-Priest.

If that one gets his hands on him, he’s surely gonna die.

He already kidnapped him once, and he doesn’t wanna experience it again.

Getting cellotaped? No.

He removed his shoes and looked down at his incomplete toes.

He had shot two of his toes when he kidnapped him back then, and now he has three toes on his right leg.

If he gets him again this time, he’s surely gonna shoot his face.

He thought of calling his mother, but Mrs. Hallows would judge him like crazy, so he dialled the line of the only person who wouldn’t judge him.

Xero picked immediately.

“You called,” his voice came.

“I need your help, dad.” Tino sniffled.

“Send me your address, now.” Xero replied instantly.

—

[Redd Estate]

Once again, the estate is in chaos.

Kimmy’s video is everywhere, and the couple have been making calls to the media, hackers, cops, trying to get everything under control.

But it’s far out of their control now.

Kimmy’s dog f+k video is brutal.

Kimmy’s confession was loud and definitely not under pressure.

The media marked it as true.

Now, the family is under fire from the public for doing that to their daughter. The public are demanding answers, urgent answers.

Kimmy is still not found.

No one knows who took her.

The twenty-one anonymous accounts that posted the video are still under search. They haven’t been found.

And the family is in a crisis huger than anyone they’ve ever been in.

Press-con wouldn’t settle this one, and now they’re scared to go out.

They could only control the team searching for Kimmy from here.

Acosta is in, making every effort with them on the search, but inwardly, he couldn’t be happier.

Peach sat on a couch, crying. She saw a little part of the dogfuck too, and no one has been able to stop her overflowing tears.

“Call the cops again!!” Genevieve faced Acosta. “Call them!!”

Acosta stepped back to make the call, and while the line rang, he looked back at the stressed couple.

Since they disowned Seraphina, things have been going awry for them. From one crisis to another.

And the funniest part?

They aren’t noticing.

—

[Seraphina’s Mansion]

Seraphina received her own share of the public attention too, but in a good way. She’s receiving sympathy.

Pity.

Fans flooded her DMs.

“I’m so sorry you had to go through all of that, Seraphina.”

“You’re out of their grip now, I’m so happy for you, crocheting beauty.”

“Must have been so traumatizing. You’re a strong woman, goddamn of auctions.”

“You’re loved by your supporters, always remember that.”

“I love you, and I’ll always be your hardest fan.”

“We won’t rest till the Redd family goes down for that they did.”

“You have a family of fans that’ll always be here for you.”

“You’re the prettiest woman alive, Seraphina. You deserve every good thing alive and the purest love ever.”

“You’re a gem, Seraphina.”

Seraphina was driven to tears as she sat in bed, reading the comments.

She had to rush home from her building when the whole online shit started about Kimmy’s confession and the weird dogfuck.

It was posted by 21 anonymous accounts—an Odd number.

She just knew it was Odium behind it, and she was nearly driven to tears.

Tobias did this for her again?

Yeah, again.

Cos he has been doing much.

She wasn’t even expecting it, but here it was, shocking the hell out of her.

Out of all her secrets, the pregnancy was the one she buried deeper in her chest, hoping she’d grow the strength to let it out someday.

She didn’t even tell Allison.

She told no soul, cos each time she thought about it, she felt ashamed that she had abortion at 14.

Fine, she was forced to have it, but she still had it.

She wiped her face, thinking she had cried, but no tears.

She’s not crying.

Maybe she’s stronger than she thought. Maybe her fans were right.

She continued reading the comments.

Annika: You’re precious, Seraphina. If you were my big sister, I’d cherish you. I wish you were family, but even if you’re not, you’re still like family to me. I’m your number one fan, and thank you for surviving your family.

Seraphina frowned, thinking she knew this name.

“Oh…” She sounded. “The Uber driver daughter…” She smiled.

“Phina!!!” Allison’s screams filled the house from downstairs.

Seraphina rushed out of the room and climbed downstairs, meeting Allison in the living room.

She’s crying so much, face wet and snot coming out of her nose.

“Come here, silly.” She dragged Seraphina into a instant hug.

“Mamacita,” Seraphina muttered, hugging back slowly.

“How could you cut out that part? How could you not tell me he got you pregnant? How could my first born pass through so much and still stand so strong? How could…”

One would think Allison is the victim. She cried so hard her voice seized. She kept rubbing Seraphina’s back, petting her like her child.

“Abortion pill mixed with liquid soap at 14? Gawd…I’m traumatized…” Allison cried again. “I hope Kimmy dies, I hope Dora dies, hope Genevieve and Marley dies catastrophically and may their bodies never be found foreverrrr…”

“Calm down, Mama…” Seraphina rubbed her hair. “Calm down, I’m fine. Really…”

“No you’re not…” Allison sniffled. “If I had met you in highschool, I’d have killed Kimmy for you…”

Seraphina smiled fondly. “Of course, I know you love me.”

“I love you so much, Phina. Watch me protect you more from now on…” Allison broke the hug.

She wiped her own tears and hiccuped. “You’ll become so big that they’ll have to crane their necks to look at you. Their family is already falling, and it’s just the start.”

The doorbell rang, following her rushed words.

Seraphina got the door, and Jude’s face came to view.

“I was instructed to bring you to Lighthouse Gardens, Miss.” Jude said with a little now.

Her eyes brightened, her smile formed. “Tobias is back?”

Jude nodded once.

She rushed back inside, and Allison understood immediately.

“I’ll wait here till you’ll be back. Even if you spend the night with him and won’t come back tonight, I’ll still be here when you return tomorrow morning.” She promised.

Seraphina blew her kisses, and Allison returned it as Seraphina rushed upstairs to dress up.

—

[Valhalla Club – 8PM]

The meeting abandoned its usual ritual tonight.

No ten o’clock starting time or the eleven o’clock late start.

No glasses clinking against tables.

No laughter echoing beneath the vaulted ceiling.

Everyone’s already present.

Marley, Genevieve,, and the other Billionaires.

Dean arrived last, and moments later, the doors opened again.

Xero stepped through, sealing the room shut behind him.

Marley talked first, his voice lacking patience…

“Wrath took Kimmy. I want my daughter back before dawn.”

A dry, mocking chuckle slipped from Dean. “You’re worrying about the wrong corpse, Marley. Your family’s already bleeding to death. Kimmy’s videos are everywhere.”

Genevieve shot to her feet. “Shut your filthy mouth, Dean!” He didn’t even look at her as she snarled.

“Your daughter should really be the least of your nightmares,” Xero cut in from the throne. “You two touched Kindred Foster Home?”

Genevieve slammed both palms on the table, standing. “My daughter is missing! Why should I give a damn about some miserable foster home?”

“Because that ‘miserable foster home’ belonged to my uncle.” Dean shot. “And do you know who his son is? You don’t wanna know.”

“And Dean…” Xero muttered. “You actually announced Wrath as the owner of the Empire.”

Dean blinked innocently. “He wanted my head, but i handed him his own head! What other way should I have handled it? F+k!”

“And now the company is out of your hands? Can’t believe I was intending to connect you with Greece! You’ll get punished for this!” Xero pronounced.

“The company was never mine,” Dean shrugged. “And now even after I announced Tobias as the owner, it still doesn’t belong to him. He’d be shocked.”

Marley stood again.

“My daughter has vanished. The internet is watching her degradation. And somehow…” His stare settled on Dean. “You’ve managed to make this meeting about your business.”

“The world doesn’t stop because your family is collapsing!” Dean spat.

Marley lurched from his seat, ready to attack him, but a sound interrupted him.

Not a loud sound, but the slow groan of doors opening.

Every conversation suffocated, and every eye shifted.

A strange figure emerged from the darkness beyond the entrance with echoing footsteps.

Xero rose immediately from his throne.

The figure continued his unhurried walk through the black corridor until the light finally found him.

Deep green eyes.

Xero lowered his head.

“Behold…” His knife-smooth voice carried through the silence. “The true leader of this club.”

He lifted his gaze toward the man who just entered…

“Vince St. Graves.”

Not a single person breathed as Vince stepped fully into view.

—

[Lighthouse Gardens]

The building looked abandoned from the outside, stripped of life.

It held only a single room buried behind layers of silence.

Seraphina didn’t walk, she ran.

The moment Jude’s car stopped in front of the building, she broke into a sprint, her heels striking the pavement with frantic echoes.

Her lungs burned.

Damp strands of hair clung to her temples as sweat gathered along her neck, but she never slowed.

Every heartbeat pounded one name into her ribs.

Tobias.

She shoved the door open so hard it slammed against the wall.

The room was dim, lit only by a pale shaft of evening light.

He’s there, sitting alone, motionless.

Not drinking. Not even looking around, just staring into empty space as though he’d been trapped inside his own mind for hours.

“Tobias…” The whisper escaped her before she realized she spoke.

Tobias’s striking eyes lifted, and when they met hers, everything else disappeared.

The room, the silence, and the world.

Her pulse stumbled, and Tobias’s breathing grew heavier, almost imperceptibly.

His chest rose a little faster.

Heat rushed beneath her skin until it settled in her cheeks and fingertips.

Her throat tightened.

His gaze never left her face—not for a second. There was grief in his eyes, and fury so painfully restrained it looked like it hurt.

She swallowed against the lump in her throat and took a hesitant step forward, then another.

She stopped before him and started lowering herself toward the chair opposite his own.

“No.” His voice was quiet, but it stopped her. “Come here,”

She looked at him, and he gently patted his thigh. “Sit with me.”

Her heart fluttered painfully.

Without another word, she stepped closer and carefully settled onto his manly lap. Her arm instinctively wrapped around his shoulder to steady herself.

He held her perfectly carved waist, firmly and protectively as if letting go wasn’t an option anymore.

Their foreheads hovered only inches apart, and their breaths tangled.

Warm against warm. Oud and thick whiskey against the soft scent of earthly pomelo.

Every inhale she took brushed his lips, and every exhale from him ghosted over her trembling skin.

His fingers tightened slightly around her waist, and she could feel the restrained tremor running through his body, then he finally spoke.

“Why didn’t you tell me, Sera?” His voice was low. “Why didn’t you tell me you got pregnant… after he took your virginity?”

The words shattered something inside her, but her lips parted immediately.

“I didn’t want to look wayward. I didn’t want to…”

She couldn’t finish when his hand slid to her cheek, caressing it.

“So what?” His voice lowered even more. “You’re my baby, Sera.”

She froze.

“You think that would’ve changed the way I see you?” He scolded.

His jaw clenched so tightly the muscles trembled.

“It’s only going to make me want to kill him in a more gruesome way.”

There was silence after that statement. Dead silence.

Then, barely above a whisper, he talked again.

“Why would you go through all of that……and keep it inside, all alone?”

Seraphina stared at him, looking madly emotional, then something caught her eyes.

Moisture.

Moisture gathered slowly beneath Tobias’s lashes.

One tear threatened to fall, but he blinked it back.

Seraphina’s entire body went still.

No.

Not Tobias.

Not the man who made the government nervous. Not the man whose name alone made people shiver. Not the man everyone feared.

He was crying because of her, crying because she’d suffered alone.

Her heart lurched so violently it almost hurt.

Without thinking, she raised a trembling hand and brushed her thumb beneath his eye, wiping away the moisture before it could fall.

Tobias closed his eyes for a brief second, leaning into her touch.

Then, without warning, he pulled her into him, hard.

His arms wrapped around her with desperate strength, holding her so tightly she could hear the rhythm of his heartbeat through his chest.

She melted into him. “I’m sorry, Tobias,” she whispered warmly against his shoulder. “I’m sorry I kept it from you, I’m very sorry.”

She held him just as tightly as he held her. “And I promise that’ll be the last secret I’ll ever keep from you. Forgive your pretty baby.”

Neither of them moved after she said that. The room remained silent except for uneven breaths against each other’s shoulders.

Minutes passed, or perhaps hours. Time had stopped meaning anything inside that embrace.

Then, a curtain on the far side of the room slowly parted.

The m scrape of metal rings sliding across the rod sliced through the silence, and a table came to view.

A table with a squirming human on top of it, and the human is none other than Kimberly.

Used. F+ked. Bleeding. Crying.

Slowly, Tobias got up, getting Seraphina to her feet too.

He slid a hammer out from under the table and examined it like doctor examining his patient. He didn’t even give Seraphina a heads-up began he charged forward to the new table.

He raised the hammer without mercy, bringing it down to Kimmy’s right breast, crushing the flesh.

Seraphina stood behind him.

Motionless. Watching. Pitiless.

Even as blood and breasts matter flowed out of Kimmy’s boobs to the table and to the floor, she had no empathy in her eyes.

Kimmy’s screams curled with the night, louder than the ones she let out during the dogfuck.

This was rawer.

More painful.

More hellish.

Her screams rattled the area.

Tobias faced Sera with bloodstained hands, and when their eyes met, she saw satisfaction in his ravenous eyes.

Like he had been wanting to do this but was restraining himself, and now that the time is here, nothing would stop Kimmy’s hell and punishment.

“I’ll kill every single person who has a hand in your miserable past. I’ll make their bodies drop and carve your name on their skin…” He promised.

Seraphina’s eyes darkened, but at the same time she smiled, satisfactorily, inserting the tip of her pointer finger nail into her mouth

“You’re so f+king sweet, Tobias.”

Tobias turned around—to Kimmy’s table, and the second hammer crush landed on her second boob.

The pop was loud.

“Seraphina!!” She screamed. “Seraphina! Please! Please tell him to stop! I’m still your sister no matter what! Seraphina! Please save me!”

Tobias laughed sickly.

And that was when the Odds came in, led by Yalda.

Yalda slammed a heavy punch to Kimmy’s bleeding p+sy.

Kimmy’s breaths seized.

“Call First Lady’s name with that rotten mouth again, and I’ll make your death faster.” Yalda barked.

Jude’s kick met Kimmy’s mouth in that table, and her lip tore.

“How dare you mess with Wrath’s baby!” Jude raged.

TBC.