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Sweet Sin – Chapter 117&118
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By Naomi Cindy B.
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Even after the confirmation of his returned memories, Seraphina couldn’t stop the tears from falling.
Even after he called her baby and told her he was sorry and said please countless times, she couldn’t stop.
If felt like the tears were connected to her lifeline, like she was gonna die if she ever stopped tearing up.
She was hiccuping, and her chest kept rising and bloating like a blown balloon, nose leaking too.
“Sera,” Tobias whispered guiltily, her tears scaring him so much. “Sera, please…stop crying and look at me. I’m here now, I’m back to my senses now. Please, stop crying…”
And that was when her tears increased. She’s not even looking at him, she’s looking at the floor, and he had to bend his knees to wipe her tears. “Sera, please…. please….”
He begged like a homeless wretch, but she wasn’t ready.
He wiped her hot tears with his thumb as they fell, even the wetness that crawled out of her nose.
“It’s all my fault, Sera. Ok? It’s all mine. I’m the jerk who forgot you, and you can use your fists on me or slap me again no matter how many times you wish, I’ll take it…”
Her folded palm came up immediately, slamming against his chest very hard.
He stopped talking, staring at her damp face and hoping she looks up. She can keep hitting him for however long she wants it, but she has to look up at him and stop crying.
“Sera,” he repeated, and he received another hit on his chest from her fisted palm, harder than the first.
“I’m sorry, and I know sorry won’t cut it for me daring to forget you, but tell me whatever you want, and I’ll do it. Anything, please… just talk to me.”
Seraphina looked up slowly, tears rolling down her eyes as another sniffle left her nostril.
“You think you’re rich enough to do anything?” She muttered. “Your arrogance didn’t die…” She hiccuped.
Tobias smiled a little, wiping her cheeks with his thumbs again..
“I’m only arrogant when it’s about you, baby. Mention it, I’ll get you anything. You want my heart dug out as a souvenir for you? Say it.”
“If I dig your heart out as a souvenir, what will you love me with?” She muttered, mouth barely opening.
“I’ll love you with my kidneys, liver, and my c+k.” He teased.
She looked at his eyes, fighting the laughter that’s struggling to break out of her racing chest.
“You’re so silly,” she sniffled.
“Only for you too, Sera. You know these things. You’re the only one who pulls out these hidden parts of me, and I’ll never get tired.”
“You’ll never get tired of me too?” She mumbled holding his vestments by the sides of his body.
“I’d rather die a million times than get the slightest bit tired of you.” He swore immediately.
Seraphina quickly covered his mouth with her palm.
“Don’t curse like that again, we’re in a Church….”
“It’s only dangerous if I’m gonna break it, but I’m not gonna break it. Besides, what Church? Same one we defiled and corrupted?” He said as he threw a look at the altar.
He took her palm away from his mouth and placed his lips on the fingers, kissing them one by one.
Her tears fell again, and he pulled her into an immediate hug which made her squirm into him.
She hugged him back, sobbing, hiccuping and sniffling, doing the rest of her emotional deeds into his shoulder.
He eventually lifted her into his arms bridal style and began walking out of the church with her eyes closed.
He pressed his lips to her forehead, keeping it there while she relaxed totally, circling her arms possessively on his broad shoulders.
The church door closed after them.
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[Uncle Will’s House]
Kelly and Tino are standing behind Vince now, and Vince himself held his walking cane to his laps, staring at Uncle Will who’s sitting in front of him with a resting bitch face.
“What are you doing in my house, Vincent?” The man asked.
“Your third time of asking this question today, and I find it offensive, by the way.” Vince reclined.
“That’s because you’ve been here for other ten minutes now, just staring at me like I stole something of yours!” Uncle Will snarled.
“You revealed my club’s secret documents to the public, Dad.” Vince smiled. “The only reason I’m not killing you is because I still value that Dad title, and you better pray I continue valuing it, cos the moment I stop putting value on it, you’re dead!”
“Well, kill me then!” Uncle Will stood immediately. “Kill me! I’ve sinned by birthing a monster like you, so death is nothing, Vincent. Kill me!”
“A monster like me?” Vince looked up slowly, eyes clouding.
“You heard me right, Vincent…” Uncle Will pointed. “Not only did you poison Dean’s mind against his twin brother, but you also gathered wealth by dubious means! You killed Madam Shine to take over her wealth and become the Leader of her demonic club? Same club that makes people do stupid criminal things? You connived with Dean to take Tobias’s Empire too! The hell is your issue?”
“My issue is their late parents!” Vince glared, standing. “They looked down on you constantly! You were their father’s older brother, and their father was the brilliant one while you were the dullard, and because of that fact, both husband and wife made you their slave!
“You once worked as a staff in their garden, Dad! I watched you weed the graveyard daily, and they only gave you little breakfast!
“The breakfast was the only food you shared with me back then! They believed dullards like you deserved to grow up bitter, and I got that mentality from them,
“So I studied their twins and approached the weak one—Dean. I planted the mentality in him too and began using him against his brother!”
Vince laughed at the point, swinging his walking cane around.
“And it worked! I penetrated so hard into Dean and ruined him totally! I’m on my way to ruining Tobias too and take what’s mine from him! I’m doing all of this for you Dad, but your ungratefulness is breaking my heart!”
“You ain’t doing shit for me, Vincent!” Uncle Will shouted. “I was ok with being a worker in the St. Graves family graveyard! What do you even know? Yeah, I’m their late father’s older brother, and we were both sponsored to school by our parents.
“Their father took his studies serious, but I didn’t! I became a delinquent who only fucked girls and did drugs till I dropped out. Then our parents died, and I had nothing to my name cos I had refused to go to school! I’m suffering from my own waywardness, I deserve everything!”
Vince breathed in.
“Leave Tobias alone, I’m warning you. You’ve done enough to Dean!” Uncle Will warned.
“Enough?” Vince grinned crookedly. “Dean isn’t even in jail like his fellow Valhalla criminals cos he successfully payed the family of his secretary to drop the charges against him.”
“But won’t be for long, and you know it!” Will glared. “If the government revisits his case, he’ll soon get arrested again and jailed longer than the rest of his co-clubbers.”
“I don’t care about Dean anymore, Dad.” Vince sat back. “Tobias has Wrath Investments Empire and Black Rose Capitals now, and he has my woman too. That’s improper.”
“Vince….” Uncle Will grunted.
He looked up, smiling.
“I’m going to go for Tobias one more time and bring him down properly, and you’re going to help!”
Uncle Will tried to move closer to him, but Tino and Kelly held him back from behind.
“You both better run for your lives! He’s gonna use y’all as bulletproof vests and dispose you both!” Uncle Will warned loudly.
“You’re gonna help us,” Vince sighed softly, breathing deep.
“I’m not rendering any help to you!” Uncle Will snarled.
“I knew you’d act stubborn,” Vincent shrugged. “So…the last kid that ate at your amusement park restaurant tonight, I made sure he was poisoned….” He smiled.
Uncle Will went cold.
“What!”
“Yeah, but it’s a mild poison though…” Vince sighed. “In three days, the poison will finally take action and kill him, and when autopsy is done, it’ll be confirmed that your restaurant food did it.”
“Vince!!!” Uncle Will broke free from Tino and Kelly.
He went for his son and pulled him up from the couch by his collar.
“How dare you hurt a kid just to make me obey you?”
“Calm down, dad ..” Vince blinked. “I don’t like kids dying too, that’s why the poison has an antidote. In two days, help me plan my entry into Tobias’s Oddsion, and you’ll get the antidote, give it to the kid, he’ll live, and everyone will be happy.”
“Plan your entry?” Uncle Will laughed. “I’m so full of guilt for the past six months I’m too ashamed to meet him, and now you want me to meet him? You sound stupid!”
“You revealed the sin documents of my club to the public, and till now I’m wanted, so he trusts you, it should be easy to penetrate. Just act like you came to apologize for making Dean marry Seraphina, easy peasy.” Vince shrugged again.
“You think Tobias is a fool?” Will scoffed. “If he was, he’d have died.”
“You saved him from the snakebite back then, he wouldn’t kill you! He might act like he hates you for trying to replace me with him, but he wouldn’t kill you! I know he sees you as a father even if he doesn’t show it! You will enter him, and do it!” Vince ordered again, pointing behind him.
“Kelly has a slash on her head from him, he also killed her parents, she wants revenge. Tino’s father died by his hands, and Tino wants revenge too. Also, he wants Saint for himself just the way I want Seraphina in my harem. You’re gonna help, dad.”
Uncle Will gulped.
“You’ll help, or that kid dies, and you become a jail rat!” Vince smirked.
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[Hospital-Allison’s Ward]
Allison is able to sit up again with a pillow behind her back, and she looks tired as she pressed the TV remote repeatedly, searching for the right show to watch on TV.
She has her phone on the other hand, and Seraphina’s line is on screen. She has been trying it for ages now, but Seraphina ain’t picking.
Saint said Yalda came to pick her fron her house, and she’s dying to hear the outcome already.
The door opened softly, and Peach came in carrying a tray of fruits.
“Heyy, you didn’t have to!” Allison dropped her remote and phone.
“But you’re becoming my new mummy soon, I should take care of you.” Peach said as she came in.
“Aw, that was fast…” Allison chuckled, taking the tray from her.
Peach sat beside her in bed.
“But you’ll have to manage a daughter who always comes second place in her class though.”
“Second place is cool, Peach, believe me!” Allison got serious.
Peach blinked.
“You think?”
“I know,” Allison blinked back. “I used to be second and third place in class too, and back then my parents bought me ice cream each time cos they were proud of me. I mean…my competitors were strong, so me getting second or third place was pure gold.” Allison narrated.
“Really? My competitor is strong too,” Peach smiled. “It’s a scholarship girl who’s so brilliant. Pops told me to make friends with her, and I did, and it turned out she’s a cool girl. We’re BFFs now.” She smiled wider.
“See?” Allison stroked her face. “So far you try your best always, just leave the rest, princess.”
“But your parents bought you ice cream each time you excelled in class?” Peach said. “What happened to cars or phones?”
“I grew up in a poor family, Peach. My parents died of ulcer, in fact.” Allison said sadly.
Peach quickly grabbed her hand. “I’m so sorry, Allison… I mean….mummy-to-be.”
Allison chuckled, “you’re so cute…”
“And you’re so beautiful,” Peach smiled. “I wish when you have a baby for my pops later, they’ll be as smart as me and you and dad, so they’ll be absolute genius.”
“Aw,” Allison blushed hard.
“And when you get married to dad, I’ll be your little bridesmaid.” Peach added. “I’ve always wanted to be someone’s little bridesmaid.”
“You’re moving very fast!” Allison laughed. “I and ebonyheart haven’t even started dating yet, but wedding?”
“I’m just impatient, I want to go on mother-daughter shopping spree with you.” Peach confessed.
Allison calmed, kissing her hair.
“Soon, ok?” Very soon.”
“And…. about Aunt Seraphina…” Peach said with a tight mouth.
“Yes?” Allison blinked, picking an apple from the tray.
“You know I lied on her on the podium, and I know she has every right to not want me around…”
“I’ll talk to Phina for you, you can count on me.” Allison promised.
“Seriously?” Peach gushed.
“Promise!” Allison winked, and they stuck palms loudly.
Acosta who has been by the door listening to everything finally came in with a large smile and a large flower bouquet.
“Ebonyheart!” Allison chuckled, but she blinked her eyes when he handed the flower bouquet to her.
“Ok?” She took it, looking up at him.
“You wanna try dating me?” He said in a low voice. “I know I’m not rich enough right now to buy you cars monthly, but I’m rich enough to get you whatever you ask for. I’ll give you my time too, and I’ll be attentive, caring, loving, and of course I’ll f+k you good.” He rushed.
Allison bursted into laughter, and Peach ran out of the ward, covering her ears from her dad’s dirty talk.
Allison had to bite herself on the lip to make her laughter stop, but she began breathing heavily.
“You’re too much, Acosta.”
“Ain’t do it right?” He blinked fast. “You know I love you, Allison, and I take good care of whatever I love. Peach wants you too, and I….want you more. I’ll be both parents for you and support everything you do. I know you’re crazy, but I love crazy, and I’ll… never betray you. Let me take care of you, be your perfect gentleman, your black candy…”
Allison laughed loudly again, the sound reaching the four walls.
“Come here,” she lifted her hand, and he leaned down, allowing her to hook her fingers on his jacket.
He pulled him close with that, and when their lips met with a sickening crash, the flowers fell from her to the bed, and her arms went to his shoulders to wrap up.
He picked her up from the bed, wrapping her legs around his waist as the kiss deepened.
She was playing with his beards as they kissed, and he caressed her scalp with her fingers, sucking her mouth.
The entry of Yalda made the kiss stop, and they lips separated.
“F+k! Yalda?” Allison breathed high, still not coming down from Acosta.
“Wrath is back,” Yalda announced without waiting.
“Oh my goodness!” Allison shouted. ” Oh my God! He’s really back?”
“You can stop worrying about First Lady and take your healing seriously, though it looks like you’re already healing, considering that I met your lips on his lips.” Yalda scoffed.
“Don’t say it like that, mean bitch.” Acosta said playfully.
“Whatever,” Yalda waved it off. “So, First Man will never say sorry for what he did to you both with the belt. So far, the only person he said that word to is First Lady, and it’s gonna remain that way. But….if there’s anything you want him to do for you both, he’s available for requests.”
“I want soo many things…” Allison came down from Acosta’s arms. “First, i need more dignified event planning deals, and I need him to introduce me to the President.”
“You’re flying, Allison.” Yalda said.
“You never said I couldn’t!” Allison raised her shoulders.
“I only need one legit building contract out of this country, i know he can do it.” Acosta said.
“Fine,” Yalda sighed. “I’ll make sure to relay your messages. You can go back to eating each other.”
She left the ward, and Allison hugged Acosta tight, grinning.
“I’m so happy for Phina!”
“So am I, sugar, so am I.” Acosta chuckled.
“Sugar?” Allison looked up.
“Cos you’re sweet!” He smiled.
She stood on her toes to kiss him again, but that was when Peach came back inside, ruining it.
“Someone’s here.” She said.
Behind her, Bexley came in, and Allison immediately disengaged with Acosta, eyes changing.
“What the f+k are you doing here, Bexley Rebecca Hart!”
Bexley bursted into tears again.
“Please don’t chase me away too! You can’t chase me away too! Everyone have been avoiding me and you can’t do that too! You’re my sister!”
“Oh, now I am?” Allison scoffed. “You didn’t know that when you decided to join the stupid club as a Delilah to dance naked for dollars?”
“I’m sorryyy….” Bexley cried loudly. “I know you’ve been trying your ultimate best for me…”
“I tried more than my best, Rebecca! Not only the tuition or allowance or wardrobe changing part! I bought you cars too, Bexley! I haven’t changed my car in two years now, but I’ve changed yours twice! The Cadillac and sports car! I spoil you with money, literally! I water you like my delicate little flower, but what did you do? Disgraced me! Your pictures are everywhere, naked!”
“It’s Bexley, not Rebecca…” Bexley cried. “Anytime you call me by second name, I get scared. Please don’t push me away too…. I’ve learned my lesson, and I’ll….”
“Go away, Rebecca.” Allison cut in.
“Allison…”
“Go away!” Allison shouted crankily.
Bexley rushed out of the ward, and Allison let out her tears.
“You can’t cry, Allison…” Acosta held her tightly.
“You won’t understand, Acosta…” She turned her face away. “Our parents died of hunger, and since then, I promised to never let that befall us the kids too. I did my best for Bexley. From highschool to the Minds University that she’s currently in, I sponsored her and never for once ignored her demands,
“I told her to fell me if she needed anything. I once borrowed bank loan to buy her first car, Acosta, how could she repay me with this shame, Acosta, how? I was already looking forward to her graduation with first class so I can get her a good job with the little connection I have. She’s a fuckin’ brilliant girl, Acosta, how could she do this to me? Why?”
“Calm down…” Acosta wiped her tears. “Yeah, she did bad, but at the end of the day, she’s still your sister….ok? She’s your…”
Allison hugged him before he could finish, and he just hugged her backs deciding to pet her for now.
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[Tobias’s Oddsion – Private Bathroom]
Seraphina looks like a jellyfish as she sat naked in the dazzling tub. The clearly treated water reached her upper chest, and her legs are spread.
Tobias is behind her, outside the tub, tying her hair with a band till it stood in a messy bun.
He moved back to the front and sat on the edge of the tub, taking the soft sponge and starting the wash from her chest, scrubbing slowly.
The water rippled silently, lather fell into the surface in small portions, and their eyes locked as the bathroom felt like their own personal universe with no distractions.
“Samantha and Sander?” He talked first, voice low as he rubbed the sponge gently on her br+àsts.
“I made sure to pack their remaining little bones to your family Memorial Estates. They were buried in the VVIP mausoleum, and it’s a pity that I didn’t even get to meet them.” She muttered painfully.
“I’m sorry I wasn’t here to console you, sorry you had to go through the pain of grieving alone.” He whispered, running the sponge to her neck, to her back, and armpits.
“You’re here now, and that’s all that matters,” she sniffled.
There was silence afterwards, and he slid the sponge to the back of her ears, down to her arms to the legs.
He lifted her left leg from the water and scrubbed it, rinsed it, then took the toes to his mouth to suck.
“That tickles!” She gasped, chuckling.
He sucked harder, running his tongue on the under-space and the healthy clean nails.
“It’s ticklish!” She chuckled again, throwing her head back, slapping the waters with her palm.
“Tobias! I said….it’s….”
She laughed out loud, trying to take her leg from him, but he took the second leg too, continuing.
“Tobias! Stop!… I’m….f+k!” She laughed till her stomach hollowed.
Tobias stopped, staring at her as she laughed to her heart’s content, but before he knew it, she pulled him by his shirt sleeve, and his body left the edge, dropping into the tub with her.
Lather splattered with water around the bathroom, and he became completely wet even in the face.
“Now we’re even,” she laughed louder.
Tobias dabbed his face with his palm, smiling like a lovesick bastard.
He took off his shirt alone and threw it off, then he lifted her, so he slept in the tub and placed her perfect body on top of himself.
“Do you hate your parents?” She asked the question again, using her fingers to trace I LOVE YOU repeatedly on his chest.
“I don’t hate Carolina and Gary St. Graves. I’ll never hate them. They didn’t see me, never gave me attention, but they didn’t hate me. They’re not my best people, but I don’t hate them, never.” He said.
“You’re the sweetest man I’ve ever met, Tobias.” She murmured.
“Only your sweet man, bitter to others.” He smiled.
“And I like it that way. Soft only for me, cos you’re mine.” She traced the twentieth I LOVE YOU on his chest.
He kissed her nose tip.
“After they died, I realized they’ve been telling the President about me, and they told him to protect me, and he’s been doing that.” He said.
“Your parents were so twisted.” She raised a brow.
“Can’t expect less from people who ran graveyard business.” He said.
She sighed. “And Uncle Will? He’s the one who told Dean to marry me for Vince’s sake.”
“I’ve never hated him, he’s only been disappointing me over and over. His destroyed Foster Home is enough punishment. If I decide to punish him any further, he’ll die.” He said.
“Don’t kill him, ok?” Seraphina quickly said. “Having a son like Vince is enough punishment too.”
“I won’t kill him, rest assured.” He promised, kissing her nose tip again.
She traced the thirtieth I LOVE YOU on his chest, and he gave her a really wide pretty boy smile.
“I missed that smile.” She smiled back, touching his dimpled chin.
“I love you, my girl.” He whispered.
Her smile deepened, and she closed her eyes as his lips came closer, pressing tightly on hers.
She expected a long, deep kiss, but her stomach rumbled, indicating her hunger immediately their lips touched. He pulled away.
“Your meal should be ready by now.” He whispered.
She kissed him lightly, holding his chin to deepen it.
“I missed our kisses.”
“If I kiss you with this hunger in me, Sera, you’re going to pass out. You need food, baby.” He responded.
“I’ll listen to you.” She smiled.
He carried her out of the tub, and while walking to the bedroom with her, he noticed her thumb.
Her right thumb.
It has a little cut.
He stopped immediately, frowning deep. “Give me a name, baby. A family name, preferably.”
“No one did it to me!” She laughed. “When I was missing you, I’d constantly bite myself on the fingers….this is the result.”
“So it’s me…I’m the cause…” He smiled lightly as he entered the bedroom and placed her in bed.
He was about to grab her towel when she pulled him by the collar suddenly, bringing his face close.
“Would you kill for me?” She asked with all seriousness.
“I already did.” He deadpanned.
Total silence.
“Not once, not twice. Want me to continue the count, baby?”
She laughed shortly, looking spoilt. “That was an intentional question just to hear you say it.”
“You’re spoilt.” He smiled.
“You caused it.” She rolled eyes as he finally picked the towel.
“Did they grow bigger? Or is it my eyes?” He pointed at her chest.
“Measure it.” She pushed her chest out readily.
He cupped the bre+sts in his palms, and as usual, they filled it up and his palm couldn’t even take it all.
But it’s heavier now.
“They swelled…” He commented, taking his hand down her hips.
He rubbed them too.
“Same here….” He smiled.
“That’s because you haven’t touched them for long. They missed you.” She pouted beautifully.
“Oh you have no idea the plans I have for them.” He teased.
“Oh I can’t wait.” She winked.
He went down, kissed her n+ples, the hips, and the pink p+sy in-between.
Then he came back up to give her another light kiss.
He dressed her up in the oversized pyjamas again and carried her to the dinning room.
As expected, meal is ready.
Appetizer, main course, and dessert.
Appetizer: pie.
Main course: guacamole, steak, and spicy talames.
Dessert: tiramisu cake.
She refused to sit alone, and he wasn’t even planning to let her sit alone. She sat on his laps, and as he fed himself, he fed her too.
They ate together with the same fork, sharing sweet soft kisses and smiles and giggles throughout.
The meal took roughly thirty minutes, after which he carried her back to the bedroom, and she slept off right on top of his chest.
Their heartbeats merged like clockwork, syncing together.
His fingers traced the back of her neck, and his lips kissed her eyes in repeat, body warmth mixing.
He planned to have a party to bring Vince out of his hole, but now he doesn’t wanna look like he’s using his reunion with her to reel trouble again. He wants to enjoy this moment to the fullest with her without hitch.
He looked at her sleepy face and kissed her lips.
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[Next Day – Dean’s Estate]
The house is dead except for the sound of bottles of alcohol rolling around the living room floor.
Rolling around Dean.
Dean sat in the middle of the room, on the bare floor, staring at the last full bottle of alcohol with him.
He has been drinking and sleeping for three days straight now, never leaving this room.
He’s practically rotting here.
No child hope.
No hope of ever spawning and making his own babies.
He has been feeling out of the world, and the thought of killing himself crossed his mind multiple times already, but he kept pushing it to the back of his mind with the hope that maybe there’s still hope.
He’s forcing himself to believe.
He popped the last alcohol open, and at the same time, the doorbell sounded. It’s the first sound he heard in there days, and it made his ears ring as he got up grudgingly.
He staggered to the door and pulled it open with half-lidded eyes.
Three cops showed up. One with an arrest warrant, one with a gun, and the third with handcuffs.
“Mr. Dean St. Graves, you’re under arrest for—”
He didn’t even let them finish. He stretched his conjoined wrists.
“Take me away.”
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[Saint’s Mansion]
At 10am, Saint was ready to leave the house. He has plans to go solo racing for an hour before going to the Oddsion to meet Tobias.
He drank the last of his morning coffee before stepping out, carefully wearing his helmet.
“F+k! I missed you!” He kissed his bike handlebars deeply before mounting it, only for a Uber to show up in front of the house.
Annika came down, and the driver drove back down the street.
“Anita?” Saint blinked.
“It’s Annika,” she corrected. “You forgot your jacket in the Uber yesterday.” She pointed the jacket.
“I have a bad habit of forgetting things, geez.” He shook his head and took her jacket from her.
She looked at his bike.
“Solo racing.” He told her.
“Oh…” She nodded.
“Wanna come?” He asked.
“My boss is still resting, so…..Sera’s Crochets isn’t open yet. I have lots of time….yes.” she nodded.
He threw her the second helmet, and she caught it clean.
She wore it on herself and climbed behind him on the bike.
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[Tobias’s Oddsion]
Seraphina woke up to the gentle sensation of a soft flesh over her lips, and that prompted her eyes to open fast, taking in daylight.
Tobias’s head came up, lips parting from hers, and she gave him a drowsy stare.
“You were kissing me in my sleep?”
“Couldn’t resist. I kissed you all night.” He stroked her eyebrows.
She puckered her lips, and he kissed her again, deep.
“Tell me bout your night,” he brushed her hair away from her face.
“Slept like a baby, you should know since you watched me.” She gave him a drowsy, babyish smile.
His phone dinged, and he picked with a scowl. It’s a text from Jude.
J: Everything’s set for the party.
“What party?” Seraphina asked immediately.
She read it with him, actually.
“I was planning a business party tommorow to celebrate the success my two companies, and the plan was to lure Vince out with the party, but now that you’re back, I’m rethinking. If Vince appears, it’s gonna get bloody and loud again, and we’re only just reuniting, we—”
“Do it, Tobias.” She cut in.
Silence.
“Are you sure, baby?”
“Do it,” she repeated. “Anything to end the son of a bît+ch. I can even add the opening of my crocheting headquarters to the celebration.”
“And then we can add the opening of your lady-care company.” He announced.
“My what??” She blinked.
He reached for his drawer, drew it out, and pulled out the heart of NYC land documents and the paperwork of the lady-care company that has been built on it.
“It’s already in your name, you only have to sign.” He said.
“Tobiasssss….” She drawled, getting emotional again.
“They locked you in the cellar monthly for your period, but now, you can control and protect the period flow of ladies properly. You’ll remain in the hearts of females forever, cos the pad products is superior. I selected them myself.” He explained gently.
She drowned him in a hug immediately, peppering his face with kisses all around. Lips, nose, eyes, jaws, chin, head, and everywhere.
“I love you so much, love of my fuckin’ life … I love you Daddy…”
“I’m still Daddy?” He grinned.
“You’re forever Daddy, with boy toy and sweet man as the icing.” She dipped her face in his chest, laughing.
“What do you want for breakfast? I’ll have the maids start work.” He asked.
Before she could reply, her phone buzzed alive.
She took it, only to see an unknown number. She picked anyways, and a flood of tears invaded her ears.
She recognized the voice immediately.
“Bexley?”
“Seraphina, I know I’ve never treated you well, and I know we’ve never been in good terms. I know I’ve never been good to you or said anything nice to you, but that was then. Now, I’ve realized how stupid and senseless I was, and I’m sorry….”
“Breathe in, and talk to me without crying…” Seraphina said.
“Allis doesn’t want to see me. I know she has all right to be mad at me for disgracing her, but…I can’t take it, and I feel like dying. I swear I’m not a prostitute. I only danced nakedly at the club, but I wasn’t touched. I’ve never had sex before, I swear. Please believe me and help me beg Allis. I…. I’m not a slut.”
Seraphina sighed, nodding.
“I get you, Bexley.”
“You believe me?” Bexley sniffled.
“I do.” Seraphina said.
There was silence afterwards.
“I’m with my man right now, and I don’t think I’ll be seeing Allison till noon. But I promise when I see her, I’ll talk to her. Today, unfailingly.”
“Thank you, Seraphina.” Bexley appreciated.
The call ended, and Seraphina left the room with Tobias after they cleaned up their mouths at the bathroom.
As they went down the lift, Odds were smiling, beaming.
“Mrs. St. Graves!”
They began hailing again, and Seraphina just clung to Tobias’s arm, smiling at their voices.
“Wrathress!” Estelle shouted.
“First Lady, Good morning.” Jude gave her a slight bow.
“Hey, Jude.” She waved.
“And we can’t wait for tommorow’s party, and the hot blood that’s gonna actually flow like water.” Zaine snapped his fingers fast.
“Why is everyone talking to her and not me?” Tobias smirked, and they all began laughing.
“Your Odds are mine now, Tobias. Don’t get jealous.” Seraphina teased.
“Good morning, First Lady.” Yalda entered with a little smile. “And I guess you slept fine, First Man.”
“See?” Tobias pointed with a lighter smirk. “The only person who actually cares to talk to me.”
Yalda grinned.
“You have a visitor, sir.”
“A visitor?” Tobias frowned.
“Uncle Will.” Yalda said.
—
[A Silent Road]
Saint has been riding with Annika behind him for an hour now.
He planned an hour, but now he doesn’t mind extending it by thirty minutes. He missed driving his bike.
Behind him, Annika just held his shirt by both sides.
She never wrapped her arms around him throughout like she was keeping the boundary uncrossed.
But her squeals and screams and words pointed she’s enjoying this too.
“This is so therapeutic!” She shouted again as Saint flew the bike across another bend on the tar.
“I’m trying to say!” Saint laughed. “Nothing beats racing, Anita.”
“It’s Annika, for the love of noodles!” She shouted.
“I call people whatever I like, Anita.” He laughed, but he suddenly stopped the bike with a screech.
“For the love of noodles? You love noodles too?” He asked fast.
Annika took off her helmet and got down from the bike.
“My best food, especially if it’s garnished with veggies!”
Saint took off his helmet and threw it somewhere, gasping.
“Everyone has been saying I’m weird for having such favorite!”
“Weird?” She gasped. “Garnished noodles is bae, especially if the carrots is raw!” She laughed.
“Raw carrots?” He held her hands with wide, amazed eyes “You love raw carrots too?”
“Yes!” She jumped cheerfully.
And that was punctured by the arrival of a taxi on that road.
Someone stepped out of it, wearing a nose mask and cap, but when she took the both off…
“Bexley?” Saint scoffed.
Bexley rushed over breathlessly, getting in-between them.
She faced Annika sternly.
“I’m planning to s+duce him and make him mine, Annika James. You don’t have a chance. Back off.”
TBC.
