Sweet Sin – Chapter 97,98,99&100

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First Lady.

Wrath’s Baby.

Hearing the two polished titles from two distinguished members of the cult made Seraphina’s finger drop from between her teeth slowly.

Realization drowned her.

She’s all of that?

Did they just acknowledged her?

Kimmy’s screams and cries and begging became white noise to her. She pushed them to the back of her mind and focused on the echo drumming her ears.

She’s First Lady?

Feels surreal she had to pinch herself to test the originality. She wasn’t dreaming, it’s hella true.

Her eyes went forward again, witnessing the creative brutality the Odds are melting out to Kimmy.

The br+st crushing moment is over. Now, they’re doing whatever they want with her blood.

Jude held a painting brush and a drawing book.

He dipped the brush in Kimmy’s blood and painted butterflies with it into his book.

One washed his hand with the blood. Another dyed his hair with it, and another one was plucking out Kimmy’s hair from her scalp.

One was even stabbing her p+sy with a fork repeatedly.

Yalda took a giant nail and positioned the tip on Kimmy’s forehead.

With a hammer, she slammed the nail into Kimmy’s head.

Kimmy was then tossed, her chest pressing the table while her back stayed open. Tobias began the carving. He carved words on her back with a hot rod.

S….E….R….A….P…H…I…N….A.

Kimmy’s last breaths fell from her nostrils, and as her neck lulled to the side, her eyes caught Seraphina’s.

Seraphina still stood there, still watching with those satisfactory eyes.

Then she began getting the flashbacks one by one.

Back to when Kimmy poured scratching powder into her bra.

Back to when Kimmy poured sand into her dinner.

When she asked Kimmy for pills to relieve her menstrual cramps in the estate cellar, but Kimmy brought her hot water and burned her wrists.

When Kimmy lied to the whole school that she’s a bed wetter.

When Kimmy burned her ankles with a curling iron.

And several others she doesn’t even want to remember.

But Kimmy is here now, on that table, taking her last breath.

She’s here now, dying in the most gruesome way existing.

Earlier, Kimmy even begged for her help, and nothing had ever sounded more beautiful in her ears.

As her eyes met with Kimmy, she smiled softly, took few steps closer to the table.

She took the iron from Tobias and carved more words into Kimmy’s skin… BURN IN HELL.

She tossed the rod away afterwards, and it landed in the corner of the room with a disturbing clang.

“You didn’t have to get your hands dirty, baby. I’ll take all the filth.” Tobias muttered with a heave.

“I’m already in the filth, Tobias…” She smiled faintly, boldly. “I’ll do everything with you, bringing down your enemies and mine.”

A bowl of water was brought, and Tobias washed his hand clean of the blood, then he took an hanky to wipe the water before he went close to Seraphina, cornering her to the body table. She leaned back as his dark eyes drowned her whole.

“I fucking love it when you let your fangs show, Sera.”

“And I madly love it when you get wicked, Daddy.” She winked.

He leaned completely into her body, acting like he’d drop flat on top of her. Seraphina’s eyes lowered to his lips, and he made use of it.

He dropped a kiss on her throat—on top of the hickey he put there.

Seraphina bit her bottom lip.

He grabbed her right hand, and she straightened as he began taking her out of the building.

As if the night intended to bless them, it began raining, but he didn’t care.

He continued the pull, and she followed him into the rain till they got to the car where he opened the door for her, got her in, and shut the door before getting in himself.

He grabbed the wheel to start driving, and Seraphina grabbed another thing underneath.

His belt.

She flipped the leather apart from the metal, freeing his c+k. She held the bigness like a seductress, wrapping her new brown nails around it.

As he drove out of the place, she swallowed his warm c+k into the deepest part of her throat.

“Shit….urhg!” His eyes blurred as the guttural sound escaped his hoarse throat, responding to her mouth.

—

[Valhalla Club]

The shock is still yet to soak into the bodies of everyone.

It’s been ten minutes now since the introduction, and Vince already took the throne from Xero while Xero stood beside him like a guard.

The Billionaires are still staring at the throne like a thief suddenly robbed it from their grasp.

Vince didn’t talk either, like he was waiting for them to realize just how doomed they are before he’d make any contribution.

“Vincent?” Dean talked first.

Xero marched to the ground floor, lifted his arm on Dean and swung a slap to his face.

Dean spranged up, pushing a punch towards Xero, but Vince’s men came in—the real Serpents of Valhalla.

One punched Dean in the face, and the other kicked back of his knees, bringing him to his knees.

“The right word is Leader. You’ve lost the right to call him by his name from now on.” Xero instructed.

Dean touched himself on the lip, seeing the lip is bleeding, he let out a sharp scoff, looking up.

“Vincent? You made me bleed?”

And that was followed by a slicing punch to his face which made his inner mouth bleed to his teeth.

The other Billionaires kept their mouths shut in their heads, watching the unfolding speechlessly.

Dean groaned, supporting himself by resting his palms on the floor.

“What do you mean by true Leader?” A Billionaire stood.

“We deserve an explanation, don’t we?” Another said.

“This is so unexpected. You mean we’ve been getting deceived?”

“I won’t exactly call it deception,” Vince talked finally, voice travelling dangerously across the room. “I loved touring, travelling around to expand my wealth and strength, so Xero had to act as the Leader in my absence.”

“How come you’re the leader of this Club?” Marley talked. “We’re all older than you here, and this club has been in existence before you were born!”

“The real Leader and creator of this Club was old Madam Shine Pattinson, but I killed her.” Vince grinned. “Y’all thought she died of old age and handed the club to Xero, but the truth is I killed her, and then sent Xero here to act Leader till I’d be back, now I’m back.”

“You killed Madam Shine?” Genevieve spranged up with wide eyes. “How the hell were you—”

“Was I able to do that?” Vince laughed, enjoying this. “She was the richest woman in this city, and of course she had the best guards and agents around her, but I entered easily…” Vince stood.

“When my Daddy disowned me, I left the house and became a driver for Madam Shine. Within a year, I learnt her quirks, habits, schedules, likes and dislikes, down to how many breaths she took her minute. I drove her into a bridge and killed her in an accident. She had no child…

“The lonely, bored woman willed her wealth and Club to me which was surprising cos I was initially planning to steal them all after her death, but even her death was on my side. I didn’t only take her Wealth, but her one hundred guards who’re the real Serpents of this club.”

“Impossible….” Marley shook his head, still in denial. “Impossible.”

Vince’s grin disappeared. “I’m close to interrogation and explanation right now. Time to pronounce verdicts on the sinners in this room.” He pointed his walking cane at Dean.

—

[A Slick Road]

Tobias’s car full lights came on on all sides, but Tobias didn’t even bother to kill any of them as he drove with Seraphina’s mouth around his có+k.

Salivary sucks.

Deep-throating.

Bouncing head.

Nasty tongue,

And wet unrelenting mouth.

Squelching like she’d eat that dick for dinner if care is not taken. She didn’t suck this hard when he made her kneel on top of a dead body to do it. She didn’t do it this masterfully.

Her tongue worked like she was born for this…born to be his personal slut…his personal whore.

She squeezed his balls in her palm, narrowed her tongue to the base, then back up to the crown where she slid her mouth back on the c+k, strangling it in her throat.

“Sara….damn!” His left hand grabbed her hair, holding it as anchor as her sucking went out of control.

The way her head bounced? Never seen before. She was ruining him, and he was allowing it.

Sweat cascaded down his chest, his throat felt dehydrated, his head empty and his sight a blur.

The rain thrummed the car window and wetting the streets is unheard right now. He’s lost—terribly lost.

She moved her head to the left, to the right, then held his thighs when she navigated to the center.

His c+k entered her throat again, and the piercing ring choked her, gagging the life out of her.

Tobias’s head shot up, his nape resting against the headrest as he saw stars floating across his sight.

“F+k!” His body went rigid, grip on her hair tightening, but he’s still conscious enough to not hurt her.

“Baby….” His face took a really interesting shape as his brows came together in the middle, his ears boiled, his lips tightened, and his eyes took the tipsy shade. “Oh….fu+kk…”

His right hand tangled in her hair, and the left guided the steering.

He didn’t lose control of the car, he merely stopped it beside the road as his body prepared to burst.

He began growing in her mouth.

He became madly hard, bony, thicker, bigger and hot.

Seraphina’s mouth didn’t slow.

She became a bigger seductress and held the crown of his có+k between her teeth, licking the ring and teasing his pee-hole till he let it flow.

He came, so hard into her throat, shooting straight into her stomach.

When her head came up, he shoved her closer, staring drowsily at her wet sinful mouth.

She smiled slyly.

“I love when you cum in my mouth, Daddy. Nothing compares.”

“No.” He stroked her neck. “Nothing is gonna compare to when I cum in your p$ssy. When you feel the warmth flooding through you, the liquid mixing with yours, your stomach clenching around it, and your body asking for more…”

She smiled intoxicatingly.

“Come here,” he grabbed her neck, shoving her to himself and kissing her lips hard, tasting himself.

She returned the energy, licking around his mouth as they took turns to suck each other’s tongues.

A rumbling thunder in the sky made them separate.

Tobias stepped out of the car with her, both entering the rain only to find themselves at the center fountain in the city.

A fountain that’s only open whenever it rains like this.

Tobias took out a bottle of whiskey, and before he could pop it open, Seraphina was already going to the fountain with open arms.

He followed, liking the rainfall now.

He never liked the rain as a youngster. Rainwater triggered his OCD, and the day rainwater mistakenly touched him, he stayed in his tub for hours, washing.

But with her, he wants to try new things. New, insane things.

He had a sip from the whiskey bottle and gave it to her.

She was having a sip too when he took he suddenly pulled at her dress in the front. Before she knew it, he already ripped it off her body.

“Tobias!” She gasped, looking around. This is a public road for f+k’s sake.

“No car will drive past for the next ten minutes,” he assured.

And when he saw how uncertain she still is, he brought her hands to his shirt, giving her the go ahead.

“Rip it, too…”

She didn’t wait.

She ripped his shirt off too, and at the same time, they pulled away their underwear, throwing them in the fountain at the same time too.

Tobias went on one knee and spread her ass apart, kissing the pink middle.

“You have no damn idea how obsessed and addicted I am with this fat ass…” He spanked it loudly, and it gave him the soft bouncy response.

“It’s all yours, Daddy…” She breathed throatily.

He raised her right leg to his shoulder, and his face went up, mouth opening, then closing around her p$ssy.

“Oh my God!” She cried.

In the rain. In the middle of the city road fountain. As naked as the day they were born, he ate her like a madman, and she trembled, wrapping her hands around his hair.

“Yeah…. Yes! Ohhh….mmm…”

The rain drowned her moans, but that never stopped her from letting them out as her keh on his shoulder went completely stiff.

Her back arched against the fountain, and as water from the fountain joined the rainwater to bath them, she opened her leg wider, dripping into his mouth, and he rewarded her by inserting two fingers.

“Ahhhhhh!!!….” Her moan went insane. “Eat harder…. please harder….don’t stop eating….”

“I love your mouth so much…”

“Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Don’t….oh my…. Tobias!!!”

Her scream shook the night, and she felt herself dripping again.

She opened her blurry eyes, looking down at him between her legs.

No scene ever looked more beautiful.

She had never dreamt of getting her p$ssy eaten in the rain under the fountain, but here she was.

Likewise how she never dreamt of getting sexual on altar.

This man kept unlocking new sides to her, and at this point, she doesn’t even know what to think anymore.

Will she be able to survive it if he decides to .. end this one day?

No.

“Drip down my starving mouth, Sera…” He growled into her p$ssy. “Make more mess on my face…I’m so fuckin hungry…for it.”

Her eyes snapped shut as he fingered and ate her p$ssy at the same time.

Her fingers tangled in his hair.

Her body vibrated, and her juices wet his lips. She squirted so hard, her bre+sts hardened to infinity.

—

[Valhalla Club]

“You can’t do this!” Dean growled, still down, held tightly to his knees by the Serpents. “You have no right to pronounce punishment!”

Vince came down from the top and swung his walking cane at Dean’s neck. A really sharp blade protruded from the base of the stick, giving him a cut on the neck.

“Agg!” Dean’s hands flew up to his neck, clutching it as blood trickled down the skin. His eyes widened.

He looked up at Vince with newfound fear, wondering if this is the same Vincent who formed a bully gang with him in school and always went after Tobias with him.

Dean was cruel back then too, but not this much. Not to the point of slicing him with a blade.

“The only reason you’re still alive is because of the bond we shared when we attended the same elementary school.” Vince squatted in front of him. “You were ordered to marry Seraphina, keep her without touching her sexually, but maltreat her a little so when I finally come back for her, I’d look like a knight in shining armor who came to save her, but you failed!! She got into the havda of Tobias, the bastard I hate most in this world who once stole my father from me! Not only that, but you yourself also fell for her… seriously?”

“If Tobias was that stoppable, you’d have stopped him and killed him in elementary!” Dean snapped stubbornly, still clutching that neck. “You talk like he’s someone I can actually tame! We tried a lot in elementary, we took all means, but that bastard never bent! He knocked a nail in your knee m+therf+ker!”

“Ouch!” Vince nodded tauntingly at himself after that statement.

“And me falling for Seraphina? That’s only normal…” Dean continued. “Look at her… take a damn look at that lady and tell me why I shouldn’t grow attached, Vincent. You hurt her, you ruined her, you impregnated her, and her family ended up terminating it at 14! You traumatized her, and now you’re back for what?”

Vince nodded again, curling his lips. “That’s why you announced him as the owner of WIE out of the blues?”

“I don’t wanna talk about that part ..” Dean huffed.

Vince rose, and for the second time, he sent his came to Dean’s arm, giving him a deep cut.

Dean’s blood spread on the floor, and he fell on that floor, groaning.

“You dared to proclaim your feelings for her in front of me?” Vince laughed. “You dared…say something about how it’s impossible to not fall for her? You think I can’t kill you? Our childhood connection was able to stop me from killing you till now, but you better be careful. I lost all patience, and if you test me one more time….” He pulled a gun.

Dean held his breaths.

“If you test me, I’ll take your head…” Vince finished, gritting. “I’ll make you trend by announcing it around that you killed your Secretary!”

Dean’s eyes widened, but Vince didn’t stay with him anymore.

He faced Genevieve and Marley.

“You didn’t only destroy my Daddy’s Foster Home, you both, but you also killed my child in Seraphina?” He smirked. “If that child was left to come alive, she’d have no reason to follow Tobias at all, but y’all ruined everything! Every fuckin thing!!”

“I never knew you were our Leader, and I definitely didn’t know Will St. Graves had a son!” Marley snarled.

“But you killed my child! You killed my child!!!” Vince yelled. “My blood, my baby….he has supposed to be the love bond between Seraphina and I, but you both ruined it!!”

“What are you gonna do, Leader?” Genevieve stood. “What do you plan to do? Just get it over with!”

“Do y’all know why Madam Shine formed this club and made seven the seven sins compulsory especially the killing of your loved one?” Vince walked back to his throne.

“Why?” One of the frozen Billionaires at the back asked.

“Because she was a lonely woman. She lost her whole family in a plane crash, y’all heard the story, so she wanted as many people as possible to feel it too. She wanted to destroy as many families as possible, break as many families as possible, and y’all are just unfortunate fools who happened to get in her web.”

“What!” Marley grimaced.

“Yeah, y’all got more wealthy. Some of y’all went from millionaires to billionaires, and some flew from ordinarily wealthy to billionaires, but how’s your family doing now? Definitely not in a good shape.” Vince grinned, sitting back on his throne.

Silence reigned again.

He allowed his words to sink in first before continuing.

“Madam Shine would have kept your secrets safe if she were alive and still ruling. She might be a heartless bitch, but she was a loyal one, but me? I’m nothing close to loyal, and that is why the rules are going to change…”

“What are you talking about?” Dean asked breathlessly.

“Y’all are going to become my errand toys from now on. You breathe when I give the order, you pick my calls before they even start ringing, you risk your lives at my orders. In one word, you become my slaves.”

“Impossible!” Genevieve shot up.

Vince snapped his fingers, and a Serpent threw a muting pin at Genevieve’s throat.

The pin hooked her throat, holding her cords down.

She couldn’t speak, couldn’t move.

“Gene!” Marley panicked.

“Everything y’all do from now on will be for me,” Vince continued. “I don’t care about your lives, don’t care if y’all die or fall into calamity, but y’all will obey me. Everything we do from now on will be towards two things; Getting my woman back, and destroying Tobias totally.”

He looked at everyone, then he smiled slowly.

“I made myself clear enough, right?”

No one talked.

“Your secrets aren’t safe. A record of evidences of who y’all killed is in my hands, and a little misbehavior from anybody will mean you wanna have your life destroyed, especially you both Genevieve and Marley.” Vince faced the couple who’re now mute.

“I made myself clear enough. Right, slaves?” Vince repeated.

“Yes, Leader.” They chorused.

Vince smiled.

“Now we have a deal.”

—

[Tobias’s Oddsion – 11PM]

Tobias had the maids cook dinner immediately he arrived with Seraphina thirty minutes ago.

Now, the meal is ready. Late, but still worth eating as they’re both seriously famished. They didn’t get it to the bedroom, Tobias wanted them to eat at the dinning, and the maids set the dinning to the taste of the two.

The two came down on the lift with Seraphina holding his arm and resting her head on it.

She wore his shirt which barely covered her ass. Front buttons are only half done too.

They sat across each other and dug into the dishes, eating richly, but Seraphina struggled with her dish.

“It’s a special pasta. You have to roll it with your fork and dip it in the thick red sauce.” Tobias helped.

“Haven’t had it before,” she replied shyly, doing just as he told her.

She had a forkful, gasping.

“It’s good!”

“It’s that good?” He gave her a look.

“Seriously, it melted in my mouth…felt like I was eating memories..” she inhaled.

“Now you’re exaggerating,” he scoffed. “It’s not all that.”

“But it’s delicious!” She argued. “Don’t talk about my pasta that way.”

“Your pasta?” He frowned.

“Yeah!” She blinked.

He had a sip of his wine and returned to his meal, chewing slowly.

Seraphina looked up, smiling when she saw how cold he already looked.

“Fine, I was joking… it’s not that good. Nothing can be as good as you, of course. And the only mine is you, not the pasta.” She said.

He had another sip from his wine.

“Come on,” she touched his arm.

He gave her a blank stare.

“Come on nowww, Tobias…” She pouted cutely.

“Shit, I can’t even get mad…” He loosened up.

“You were jealous that I said the pasta was good and that it was mine,…” She laughed shortly, lifting a forkful of salad to his mouth.

He opened up and took it, chewing modestly again.

“You chew like you’re studying the taste, it’s interesting to watch.” She commented, grinning.

“I’m indeed studying it…” He smiled boyishly, making her blush.

“Gawd, I love that smile too…the way it makes your chin dimple deepen.” She gushed like a fan girl.

“You’re silly,” he smiled again, sipping again while peeking at her.

“Now don’t act like you don’t love my compliments the way I love yours…” She teased again. “That chin dimple doesn’t only deepen when you smile, it also depends when you cum.”

“Does it?” He smirked.

“Very,” she laughed.

“Have you always been this talkative?” He dropped his fork. “I can’t even eat in a breathe.”

She chuckled, drinking water.

“There’s just a lot to talk about you, and I can’t stop myself, especially after the insane head you gave me at the fountain. Now everytime I drive past that fountain, I’ll get flashbacks.”

“I like that,” he gave her a intentional state which made her blush.

She returned to her food, deciding to focus and get it over with.

Tobias didn’t bother picking his fork anymore. He relaxed, holding the wine glass still in front of his face.

Instead of continuing his meal, he watched her eat, taking large spoonfuls which filled her mouth.

She doesn’t shy in front of him, and it’s an interesting watch too.

Her hair kept falling inside her plate though, and she kept brushing it back till he got up and brought out a hairband from his pocket.

He rounded the table, went to her and packed her hair in a palm before banding it.

She didn’t even look up. She continued the meal peacefully till he returned to his seat and resumed his wistful watch. He didn’t miss a single one from her little movements.

The way she chews with big cheeks, and the way her big eyes are almost covered by her lashes when she chews. The way her small lips stay a little bit greasy, and the way she darts out her tongue to lick it.

It made him smile without even knowing.

For someone who has been through hell like her, he wants to her see get everything she wants. If she wakes up one day and decides she wants the sky to fall, he wouldn’t hesitate to drag the clouds from heavens.

He’d bring it to her in a gift wrap and deliver it at her feet.

He’d do anything, for this woman. Anything to make sure she never cries sadly again for the rest of her life. The only time she’d cry is if he f+ks her too good and she can’t take it.

He’d do Anything to make sure she has a reason to smile always. Anything to make sadness remain a past tense for life.

As he thought took the last sip from his wine glass and dropped it, her head came up slowly.

“You’re not eating anymore?” She asked innocently.

“I’m full,” he stood.

“Me too!” She dropped his fork and rose to her feet too after drinking enough water.

He took her hand, and they climbed the lift again, proceeding back upstairs. She rested her head on his arm again, closing her eyes.

He took her fingers, brought them to his lips and kissed her new nails.

“Thought you forgot,” she opened her eyes delightedly.

“I’ll kiss your nails after every nail appointment, from now on.” He stated frankly, and her smile deepened.

They didn’t stop staring at each other till they arrived at his room.

He made her sit on the bed edge and raised her legs, kissing her new short toenails too, deep.

“Every part of you.” He looked up, kissing her eyes too. “Will be worshiped, cherished, and adored.”

She melted, again.

“Tobias,” she whispered, emotions getting the best of her again.

He pulled her up and took her into a breathtaking hug which she reciprocated immediately.

Her arms went around him too, and his lips went attached to her neck again, rebranding the hickey.

Her eyes went shut, and she greedily inhaled him as much as he’s doing her. Her knees turned to jelly.

Her heartbeats became sporadic.

She just knew this already went deeper than she could control.

This is more than ordinary.

Far from ordinary.

This man is engraving himself in her, and she’s loving every bit of it.

—

[Daybreak – Hospital]

Bexley still hasn’t been allowed to enter the ward.

In fact, the protection over Saint in the ward has doubled now.

One would think it’s the President’s son inside.

But Bexley isn’t the only waiter in the hall, there’s also Dora who has also been waiting since last night.

She didn’t leave, and Bexley didn’t say a word to her. Dora kept up the energy and just sat, awaiting when the doctors would let her in.

She’d have used her influence as a Redd family member, but her family is still in crisis and receiving heavy criticism from the public.

In fact, they’re only a notch away from getting arrested, so she could only wait here without a fight.

The doctor appeared at 8am, entered the ward, and came out after about ten minutes. The girls rushed to him.

“How’s he doing!” They asked at the same time.

“The doctor ignored them both and took the other way.

“I brought him here!! I shouldn’t be treated like this!!” Bexley yelled.

“Aren’t you a big piece of badluck?” Dora faced her. “He’s been operating fine, but you appeared, and he’s suddenly shot?”

“Dora Redd or whatever,” Bexley faced her angrily, glaring. “I’m not in the mood to talk to madhouse patients right now, bounce!”

“You’re full of guts it’s disgusting,” Dora snarled.

“Of course I’m full of guts,” Bexley scoffed disgustingly. “I’m free of police charges, and my family isn’t a criminal family who did cruel things to their daughter!”

Dora’s face squeezed.

“Liquid soap? Abortion pills at 14?” Bexley shook her head. “I can’t believe I once hated Seraphina. Y’all deserve to be in rehab in that family, I can’t fuckin’ stand you…”

Bexley grabbed her bag.

“Yunno what? Stay here with him and let’s see if you’ll be let in. I’ll come back whenever he wakes.”

She walked out, and Dora bit herself deeply on the tongue.

—

[Xero’s Mansion]

Tino stood by the drawn curtains of his room, nails in mouth as he stared outside the window, troubled.

His father came for him since yesterday, and of course he feels safe in this house, but he’s worried about Saint. Too worried to rest.

He can’t sleep nor eat. Bathing is even a problem for him right now.

He but into the flesh of his nails, and blood erupted a little.

He withdrew the finger with a little wince, and Xero entered.

Tino turned.

“Dad?”

“The maids said you told them you’re not gonna eat breakfast too. Valentino, you didn’t eat dinner too last night.” Xero said worriedly.

Tino sat in his bed, brushing his hair away from his face slightly.

“I wonder how Saint is doing…”

Xero sat beside him. “The junior brother of the St. Graves?”

Tino didn’t reply.

“I’m not the real Leader of Valhalla.” Xero confessed.

Tino looked at him.

“You know Williams of the St Graves family?” Xero continued.

“You mean their Uncle Will?” Tino responded.

Xero nodded.

“His son is the real Leader. That cruel motherfucker is our real boss, and I’m just his right-hand man.”

“Place his cruelty and the cruelty of Tobias on a scale, which is heavier? Who’s more scary?” Tino asked.

“I honestly can’t say….” Xero sighed. “I guess we’ll just wait for them to play it out, and it’s soon gonna happen.”

Tino nodded.

“You want to to send someone to secretly watch how Saint is doing and report to you?” Xero asked.

Tino gasped.

“You can do that?”

Xero smiled. “Son, I mightn’t be the club Leader, but I’m not completely useless. I can even take Saint for you completely and get you both married if you want, then I’ll send you both to Vietnam even if it means crippling him so he won’t be able to run.”

“You can really do that?” Tino spranged up eagarly.

“Just promise me you’ll never, ever call or go back to your mother.” Xero implored.

Tino gulped, nodding.

“I promise.”

—

[Redd Estate]

Peach’s tears still hasn’t stopped. She refused to go to school too.

Her mother is still nowhere to be found, and the whole family is at the verge of getting arrested.

Acosta had to pretend like he’s concerned and carry red eyes around while consoling Peach, but inside, he’s the happiest here.

Since Genevieve and Marley returned from the meeting last night, they’ve been acting like rats in water.

They haven’t left their penthouse, and no one has seen them.

They’ve even stopped trying to direct Kimmy’s search, and Acosta just knew something went wrong.

And online, Seraphina is receiving massive love. Her followers increases every minute, and her fans.

Today, she’s opening her branch too. Looks like while this family is drowning, she’s surfacing.

At 8:30, the gateman rushed inside the estate, screaming.

“Madam! Madam!! Boss!!!”

Acosta heard it first.

He stood and lifted Peach to his arms, riding the elevator down to meet the gateman in front of the building.

Merely seeing his sweaty face despite the cold morning, Acosta knew there was trouble.

“Outside the gate, sir. Outside the gate!” The man shouted.

Acosta followed him, and immediately the gate opened, letting them out, his eyes widened.

Kimmy’s body lay outside the gate.

Unrecognizable. N+ked.

Breasts, gone.

Midsection, gone.

Like her vagina was scrapped away.

Hair? Gone. Looks like it was forcefully pulled out cos she’s bleeding from the scalp.

Her nails are gone too, and on her back, SERAPHINA & BURN IN HELL was carved in her flesh.

Her body looks like it a ritual sacrifice, drained of blood.

“Shit!” Acosta sounded, going sidewards to vomit.

Peach fell from his arms to the ground, fainting.

Genevieve and Marley came out of the gate, and they weirdly didn’t look surprised or shocked.

Like they’ve been expecting this.

“Pack her up, for burial.” Genevieve muttered, looking sick.

“Huh?” The gateman blinked.

“Pack her up!!” Marley yelled.

The gateman moved.

“Peach!” Acosta shouted, picking the little unconscious girl up.

—

[Tobias’s Oddsion – 9AM]

Jude was dabbing his face with a disinfected wool as he came out of his room, wincing after every little contact the wool made with his face.

Estelle lifted her back from the wall where she waited at for him, and his eyes blinked at the sight of her.

“Why are there? Wait…. Firstie needs me?” He rushed.

“Calm down,” she rolled eyes, lifting her hand to his face.

Jude shifted back. “What?”

“You went behind bars to kill the commander of the police department, and your face was battered so much. It’s normal for me to care. When Yalda beat me, you cared.” She said.

“You don’t have to pay back. We’re like family here, I didn’t do it for you to pay back.” Jude led the way out.

“You’re an asshole sometimes,” Estelle followed with a hiss.

They met Yalda upfront, causing them to halt together.

“Yalda!” Estelle waved.

Yalda cringed.

“What are you? A kid?”

Estelle lowered her hand immediately.

“So what’s the update?” Jude asked.

“The safehouse money is all gone into Black Rose Capitals investments. We’ve successfully invested it all. The handlers are working too hard.” Yalda smiled.

“For real?” Jude gasped excitedly.

“Yeah, Wrath knew what he was doing when he launched BRC,” Yalda nodded. “At the end of the year when the investment returns starts coming back, I swear he’ll become a spirit…I mean the money will be immeasurable. He’ll start carpeting this place with money, and I might strat menstruating with money.”

“What a good news to start my morning…” Jude grinned.

“What about the families he’s laundering for?” Estelle asked.

“Profits are split into four, and they only get one, he gets three.” Yalda shrugged casually.

“Wow!” Estelle blinked.

“And Wrath Investments Empire?” Jude asked curiously.

“New laundering deals are starting to come in, and the Empire will get busy too once the case on it gets cleared.” Yalda informed.

“And when will it be cleared?” Jude asked.

“Give it a week, Jude.” Yalda shrugged. “The case will be closed as mis-investigation with the help of the President.”

“The President is even behind him?” Jude asked.

“Visit the handlers office at the second floor and see things for yourself, Jude. Damn, stop asking questions.” Yalda glared.

She left them there.

“She’ll never stop being mean.” Estelle muttered.

Jude smiled as they both followed Yalda to the handlers office at the top.

There, they met Seraphina emerging with Tobias. She’s all dressed up in a body-tight white dress, ready to leave for work, but her fingers are interlocked with Tobias’s.

An Odd carried her bag behind them, respectfully.

“Good morning, Mrs. St. Graves!” Jude teased with respect.

Seraphina smiled prettily, knowing the Mrs. St. Graves is not for Vince or Dean. It’s for a different person.

She looked at Tobias, and he caressed her knuckles fondly.

“I’ll call you when I get to work,” she promised.

“Not even a minute late,” he mandated.

“Not even a minute late.” She nodded, stood on her toes and gave him a very light kiss on the chin.

He let her go, and the Odd carrying her bag followed her with two other Odds who’ll drive and guard her to her brand office.

“Saint is improving a lot, news from the doctor.” Yalda reported. “And Tino is still yet to be found. He’s probably with his father, but knowing Xero, he won’t hide him in his main mansion cos he knows we’d come. I’m still trying to get a list of his other mansions in this city.”

“Well make it quick. Don’t make me give you ultimatum or do it myself.” Tobias warned gravely.

“I got it.” Yalda nodded.

“Now that Kimmy is out of the way, what’s the fate of the other members of the Redd family and Vince himself?” An Odd asked.

“And how many times do I have to repeat that I want him to come to me by himself?” Tobias glared. “He’s gonna make a move, soon.”

“After we end this chaos successfully, Wrath. Can we hold a Odd Party? It’s been long.” One of them asked.

“After we end the chaos.” Tobias turned his back.

Everyone smiled.

“But for now, focus on getting Wrath Investments Empire back.” He added. “And starting a building on the heart of NYC land, it has been cleared.”

“What building would be constructed on the land?” Jude asked.

“A Lady Care company.” Tobias responded, clearly.

—

[Dean’s Estate]

Dean sat in his room, again.

He has refused to talk to Kelly since he returned from the meeting yesterday.

His plan was shattered last night, and he’s still not over it.

His plan was to end Xero and smashed the club to pieces.

He even took a poison spray to the club in his pocket, intending to visit Xero’s office and make the death fast, but plans was ruined…

Totally.

Xero isn’t even the one he needs to kill, it’s Vince, shockingly.

The same guy he thought was his big brother and friend.

He’s the Leader of Valhalla.

He hasn’t stopped trying to process it.

Now he feels cornered, cos now he has to do all of Dean’s wishes, otherwise everyone will know he killed his Secretary.

He’d have escaped this if he wasn’t greedy for more power, right?

He dropped his phone in bed and brought out Seraphina’s picture again. Same one from the other time.

Even at times like this, he needed his stimulation.

He lowered his pants and was about to start pumping himself on her face with the door opened.

Kelly entered.

“Hubby, you’ve been quiet since you….

Her words stopped, and her eyes grew tragically wide.

“Dean!!”

—

[Sera’s Crochets]

Seraphina didn’t open the door by herself when she arrived.

The Odd who drove her here opened the door for her, and she was quided out like a queen.

She made to take her bag back, but they refused.

“Wrath said we must take your bag to your office, wait with you, follow you everywhere, then drive you back to your house, always.”

“He said that?” She smiled widely, allowing their lead inside.

Inside, there’s a even larger surprise.

Dangerous-looking ladies and men in suit lined the main entrance like wildflowers, bowing for her as she walked past their middle.

There are ten of them.

“Good morning, Miss Seraphina,” the one who looks like their Captain said. “We’ll be your additional guards from now on, convoying with you everywhere you go.”

Seraphina gasped.

Then, a cute tall girl stood at the far end of the line, matching with the suits of the guards too.

“Good morning, Miss Seraphina, I’ll be your assistant from now on, my name’s Annika.” She smiled.

“Wait…” Seraphina gasped.

“Yeah, the Uber driver’s daughter. My dad gave me your autograph and I framed it in my room! I was looking for a part-time job and I was suddenly picked up for this job by Black Rose Capitals, I’m so happy to assist you, role model!” She gushed.

Then, the cleaners, the sales representatives, the managerial team, the transporters and marketers.

Every sector is filled, at they’re all sent by Black Rose Capitals.

Seraphina couldn’t even talk, cos when she arrived at her beautifully designed office, she met another man I’m suit waiting in front of her desk, holding a single black rose.

He handed it to Seraphina who took it slowly, confusingly.

“Congratulations on becoming a CEO, from Wrath.” The man smiled.

Seraphina noticed something on top of the rose, hanging loosely…

A note written with Tobias’s blood.

“From Your Boy Toy”

Seraphina bursted into tears immediately, covering her face as she sat on her chair, unable to hold it.

“Miss!” The man who delivered the rose gasped.

Allison entered the office, and the delivery man left.

Allison held Seraphina’s shoulders, stroking the two.

“It’s ok, Phina….”

“I just….” Seraphina looked up, still crying. “I haven’t received this kind of… pampering and spoiling before, Allison. I feel so special I don’t even know how to describe it. He filled this building up with people, Allison…he sent everyone. I even have someone carrying my bag, I….”

She shook her head, crying more.

“I can’t control my feelings anymore, and I feel like I might just burst if I don’t express it. How could he…”

She hiccuped.

“How could he do all of these and expect me to not….”

“Shh, Phina.” Allison held her hands….”I know how you feel, I understand your rush of emotions for this man, but thread carefully, ok?” She advised. “You have to be sure he feels you as insanely as you do before you confess, ok? Don’t make another costly mistake”

Seraphina nodded.

“And besides, you deserve every good thing you get, sweetheart…” Allison stroked her cheeks.

“And congratulations on becoming a CEO, bestie for life.” Allison stroked her cheek again as two men carried in a classic crocheting machine.

“I bought three already, Allison.” Seraphina stood.

“So you’re going to reject this?” Allison rolled eyes.

Seraphina hugged her with a large smile, grinning.

“Thanks a lot, Allison.”

“You’re welcome, Seraphina.”

—

[Vince’s Main Crib]

Ruth sat on her wheelchair inside the main living room, staring at the TV and barely watching.

She’s only staring absentmindedly.

Uncle Will appeared in the living room too, standing wordless.

He joined the spacing out routine.

The silence continued, till Vince himself came out to them, standing behind Ruth’s chair.

“I won’t try to warm you again, Vincent.” Will said. “From now on, I’m just gonna watch.”

“Exactly what I want, Dad…” Vincent gave him a hard glare. “Watch me.”

“When is it starting?” Ruth asked, voice dry than her face.

“Sooner than you expect.” Vince’s expression sharpened with the lights.

—

[A Week Later – Wrath Investments Empire]

It’s 7PM, the start of the night, and the start of the takeover event.

Three days ago, the laundering accusation against the Empire was dissolved by the government as mis-investigation, and the reopening was authorized, thanks to Tobias’s stretch of power and influence.

Tonight is the night he’s taking over completely, and the walkway in front of the Empire is a beehive of people right now. The press, reporters, cops, security guards, business influencers, associates and curious people who’re eagar to see what the new CEO really looks like in person.

Cameras are like swarm of clustered bees, set and ready to capture just one person this night.

Tobias St. Graves.

The new CEO.

At exactly 7:10, a long convoy entered the walkway in a long line.

From the tenth car to the second car, the doors burst open at the same time, and Odds disguised as guards came down from them.

Dressed cooperate, including Estelle.

Yalda opened the door of the first car, and Tobias stepped out.

The cameras got to work immediately. Blinking, capturing, making sure they got a clear take.

“Fuck, he’s as handsome as they say.”

“Is he really a twin brother to the former CEO? He’s far more attractive.”

“Holy fûck.”

“Is he married?”

“He can’t be single, not with that expensive face.”

“First time seeing him in person, and I’m gagged, respectfully.”

“Isn’t he also the owner of Black Rose Capitals?”

“How rich is he?”

Odds shielded him from all sides, looking like shooting stars around him as he made his first real public appearance in his existence.

He has never really faced cameras before. Not as a kid, not in Hollow University, not in priesthood.

The camera flashes reminded him of his promise as a kid that he’d be great no matter the ways.

He looked around cockily, seeing the gag on the faces of people.

His lower lip bent in a smirk, knowing his baby girl is watching him on TV right now.

The halo shifted from him suddenly though, cos just as he was about to enter the Empire, another convoy rode into the walkway.

Serpents disguised as guards came out of the last eight cars, opening the first car door for their boss.

Vince’s walking stick came out first, then he stepped out too.

Not alone.

Genevieve, Marley, Dean, and the other Billionaires came out of several parked cars around him. Then the shareholders of the Empire.

“Newsflash, Tobias…” Dean announced. “This Empire was sold to Vince St. Graves the moment you went to seminary. Uncle Will sold it in your name, so…those documents you hold to it? They’re ineffective.”

Tobias’s steps halted, and he looked back over his shoulder, eyes glinting with something darker than inferno.

“What’s up, Tobias m+therf+ker St. Graves.” Vince’s voice boomed when their eyes met, locking.

Blue clashed green.

TBC.