Agatha was a raven-haired beauty with a small waist and perfect natural breasts. She stood at a height of 5'9" with beautiful black eyes. She was clad in a black embroidered bodycon midi dress that only accentuated her beauty.
Kiba hugged Agatha for a long time, but when she saw he had no intention of letting go, she had to give a small cough to remind him.
"I'm sorry, Agatha," Kiba said as he released her from his hug.
"You don't seem sorry," Agatha replied with a smile. She knew exactly the kind of man he was.
"It's been such a long time, so I couldn't help myself," Kiba said with an apologetic expression.
Agatha didn't say anything but stared at him. She remembered the night of the party when he seduced her.
She thought of the passionate love they made that night at the party itself, in the female washroom.
"It seems you had a run-in with my husband today," Agatha said after some time.
"It was a mistake. I didn't control my strength," Kiba replied with an awkward expression.
"You didn't control your mouth as well, seeing how you told him to be grateful for my pregnancy," Agatha said, her voice containing a faint hint of displeasure.
"I thought I was the father so... I mean, you became pregnant around the time we made love."
"Really? You forgot you used a condom?"
"I used a condom? I forgot... I mean contraceptives do not guarantee..." Kiba said, embarrassed.
"And I remember you saying you never forget any details of the moments you spend with a woman. It seems you were bragging," Agatha said with a teasing expression.
"Haha... I am sorry," Kiba said, trying to think of ways to divert the conversation.
"I know why you used me to anger Jack. You want him to make a move against you in anger, which would affect the schemes White Angel Corporation has made against you," Agatha said, the teasing expression on her face disappearing.
"I..."
"It is not like I don't understand, but I hate when people use me. I'm sure you are the same in that regard," Agatha said, sounding clearly displeased.
Kiba stopped thinking of trying to divert the conversation. He knew he had hurt her, even though she had done no harm against him.
Agatha assumed Kiba had insulted Jack so that the latter would make some wrong move in anger. White Angel Corporation would have some schemes in secret against Kiba. She assumed Kiba wanted to ruin those schemes by making Jack cause irreconcilable damage in anger. Even Hank assumed the same when Kiba was insulting him an hour ago.
What Agatha didn't know was that Kiba didn't really care for the schemes of Hank or Jack or anyone. He did it because he enjoyed insulting people at the top!
"Agatha, I apologize. As a sign of apology, I promise to help you one time," Kiba said with a sincere expression.
Kiba was no saint who would risk his life for a woman, but neither was he a demon who took pleasure in harming innocents. If he could benefit, he usually didn't mind harming others, but otherwise, he didn't enjoy harming those who hadn't offended him.
He had known Agatha for a long time and knew her well enough to know her true nature. She was pure-hearted with no nefarious thoughts, unlike others in society. This was why he didn't mind giving her the promise of help.
Agatha was rather surprised by the promise. She knew his promise was a great benefit for her, even though it also meant she could not use it in situations that would harm Kiba.
"Wow. You actually have a heart!" Agatha exclaimed.
Kiba turned towards the western direction of the city.
"A few minutes ago you said that you wouldn't mind telling me about your past," Agatha reminded him of his words.
"What is it you want to know?" Kiba asked.
"I know my limits, so I won't ask what I shouldn't. I just want to know why you always gaze in that direction with a sad expression," Agatha replied.
Agatha had always thought he was a strange man. She had seen him enjoying women, wine, food, and everything that came with a rich lifestyle. And yet, often he would have a downcast expression as if he felt empty, especially during the parties like the current one.
It was a strange behavior as far as she was concerned.
"I used to live in the western slums when I was a kid..." Kiba explained with a bitter smile.
"Slums?!" Agatha was stunned. She never imagined he was from the slums, which were never considered a part of the city due to their terrible conditions.
Every year, as a part of PR management, the people from high society, including her, would host a charity gala for the benefit of the slum dwellers. So she knew living in slums was no easy feat.
Could his parents have been...?!
"I am sorry for your loss," Agatha expressed her respect. She assumed his family had died, which was why he felt sad when he gazed in that direction.
"Loss?" Kiba was surprised.
"Your family... I shouldn't have asked you," Agatha replied with a guilty expression.
Kiba was silent for a minute after which he started laughing as if he had heard the most ridiculous thing in the world.
"Family? Parents? I never had them so why would I feel sad for something I never had?" Kiba's expression contained both sadness and anger.
"I..." Agatha was shocked into silence.
"My parents discarded me after I was born so why would I feel sad about losing them?"
Agatha felt loneliness and grief in his voice. For the first time, she felt he was more than what he let the world think.
She hugged him from behind, as if telling him that he was no longer alone...