Chapter 111 Tired
"What is going on?" Kurtis couldn't believe the state of Akshobhya. Just a minutes ago, he was a healthy middle-aged man filled with vigor and vitality.
Now, in the span of a minute, he has transformed into an ancient man. His body was rotten and filled with wrinkles while his eyes were cloudy.
CRACK~!
Kurtis looked above and his eyes turned wide in disbelief. The dome was cracking apart and from what Kurtis could tell, the dom has undergone vicissitudes of time.
Sssss
Kurtis looked down and saw the floor similarly cracking in fragments.
He then remembered how the dome and floor were connected to the blood cubes and crystal platform, which in turn, were linked with Akshobhya.
"Such powerful decaying force," Kurtis was further horrified as he saw the storage beads on Akshobhya were similarly rotting away.
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The dark expanse of outer space was cold and desolate but it has its own beauty and charm. The twinkling of the stars and the outline of the planets were mesmerizing to the soul.
Alas, Kiba couldn't enjoy this celestial sight. He hovered above Earth's orbit surrounded by a golden column of light.
His eyes were closed as blood trickled out of them. His face was pale with exhaustion and droplets of sweat oozing down mixed with blood.
"Phew~" Kiba has never felt so worn out in his life. He opened his eyes and turned around ignoring the burning sensation.
He gathered the final bit of his strength to rush back home...All he wanted was to rest after confirming the safety of those who mattered to him.
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The wasteland only had one intact piece of landmass but now even that was destroyed. Far above, the sky was filled with dark clouds and golden lightning creating indomitable pressure on the ground.
Currently, 25 people were standing in what used to be a landmass before. Now there was just groundwater.
"There is no sign from Kazir and others," Liam said with a frown.
"Are they dead?" Morgan has an unsightly expression on his face. He didn't dare believe the deaths of so many investigators in such a short time.
Just some 14 hours ago, the main team has arrived but five of them died. Even 15 of Morgan's team died.
The only consolation was that he survived by being absent from the wasteland.
"I should be grateful to that kid called Zed for sending the sons of my colleagues to the hospital," Morgan bitterly thought, "If not then I would be here on duty and definitely die. Who would take care of my children and wife?"
SHUA~!
Morgan, Liam, and the rest looked above. The dark clouds and golden lightning started fading away.
"Just what is responsible for this?" Morgan muttered.
BOOOOM
A deafening explosion reverberated in the air above as the dark clouds disappeared and a golden column of light dashed towards the ground.
"What is that?" Liam was startled.
He felt a life-threatening force from the golden column of light. Just as he decided to back away, the column of light faded away in mid-air.
"I'm regretting this mission," Morgan said.
"...same here," Many of the teammates agreed.
Liam wanted to rebuke his team members but didn't. He knew they were here mostly due to the benefits involved instead of duty.
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Section I, Dream Rise House.
Kiba teleported inside the lab. He was in a complete mess with his clothes being ripped apart in the return journey.
[[Are you fine, sir?]] Claudia asked.
Kiba opened his eyes and saw some of the equipment damaged. Most of the lab was intact thanks to the force field protection but signs of explosions were present on the wall and few damaged equipment.
"I'm sorry," Kiba apologized.
He could imagine Claudia must have a hard time neutralizing the Section IV after his disappearance.
[[Sir, the damaged equipment could be replaced. There is no need for you to worry so much.]]
Claudia was glad to see her master safe. She has closed Section IV after his disappearance so the scale of destruction was within her capacity.
"Have I done more damage?" Kiba sat down on the floor trying to relieve his strained body.
[[Lady Felicity and Lady Agatha are in no danger.]]
"You don't have to make it sound pleasant for my sake," Kiba just wanted to sleep on the floor without any care but he knew there were things he has to do, "Did I harmed them?"
[[Lady Agatha wasn't harmed since she immaterialized herself. But Lady Felicity fell unconscious with faint external injuries.]]
"Where is she?" Kiba tried to stand up from the floor without success.
[[She is resting in the villa. I won't recommend you to see her in the current state.]]
"Yeah," Kiba nodded his head, "I have never felt so exhausted and tired like today."
[[I seem to recall you were in a similar state of exhaustion after you spent a night with ten women.]]
"...." Kiba was completely caught off guard by the remark.
"Claudia."
[[Sir?]]
"That type of exhaustion is pleasant to the body, unlike my current state."
[[Pain is pain no matter how you look at it. If you can enjoy one type then why not the another?]]
"..."
[[Would you like to have your body checked in detail?]]
"...Yes," Kiba said.
A humanoid droid offered him support and brought him on the glass examination table.
Half an hour later~
[[Data would be ready in few minutes]]
"Sure," Kiba took a glass of energy drink from a droid.
[[Have you identified the enemy?]]
"No," Kiba shook off his head, "I did invade his consciousness but couldn't get anything much since he was more expertise than me in psychic ability.]]
[[What have you got?]]
"I saw a giant golden wheel with eight spooks," When he invaded Akshobhya's consciousness, he saw the outline of the main entrance to the monastery.
Later on, he couldn't get more information since Akshobhya was on guard after the formation of the reverse link.
[[You mean a Dharma Chakra?]]
"What did you said?" Kiba asked startled.
[[Dharma Chakra.]]
A virtual screen appeared in front of him showing multiple images of Dharma Chakra.
"Yes, this was what I saw. That monk has great reverence and fear towards this wheel."
[[I have some minor details about Dharma Chakra if you would like to know.]]
"Not now," Kiba tapped on the screen and the data of his body appeared, "I am dead tired."
[[No signs of any abnormalities in the body. No abnormal activities in the brain either due to the psychic attack.]]
"Is that so?" Kiba asked.
[[Are you feeling something odd?]] Claudia asked.
"Nothing besides the exhaustion," Kiba sighed as he stood from the examination table, "But I just remembered what you said about my ability warning me this as a life and death crisis."
[[I presume you came close to death seeing you went to orbit and exhausted yourself.]]
"Honestly speaking I didn't felt close to death at all," Kiba took a set of clothes from a droid, "I did strain my body to its limit but it was not life-threatening."
In a corner of his brain, a small gray particle lied dormant undetected by the technology of men...
Chapter 112 Never stop the adventure
Inside a bedroom, Felicity was lying on the bed. She has recovered from the external injuries she suffered previously.
On a chair besides the bed, Zed was sitting.
"Are you truly fine?" Felicity asked.
"Yes," Zed nodded his head, "I'm sorry for worrying you."
"What happened back then?" Felicity stared into his eyes to make sure he doesn't lie.
"A psychic mutant attacked me," Zed knew he has to state some truth, "Rest assured he would never trouble me again."
"I see," Felicity brought a pillow from the bed and without any warning, struck Zed with it.
"I didn't lie," Zed backed away with a sore face.
"Now you didn't but what about the time at the cafeteria?" Felicity stood up from the bed.
"I could explain," Zed tried to reason. He was fully exhausted after his other form spent all his energy.
"I don't want an explanation," Felicity said as she took another pillow.
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Evening.
Agatha's apartment.
Kiba was lying next to Agatha on a bed. She was reading a book with complete concentration.
Kiba's eyes moved from her face to her stomach. He placed his hand on her belly.
"Hope, I'm sorry for putting you in danger," Kiba muttered in his heart, "I would kill everyone who was responsible for today's incident."
After thinking about the incident with a calm mind, he was sure the initial target was Zed and not Kiba. He mainly guessed this due to how the monk acted when Castor Damon's memories were played.
"There is something strange though," Kiba contemplated further, "He sounded like he knew about Hope even before my transformation, but yet he was startled by my transformation. Only after the transformation, he became greedy about my power."
"What are you thinking?" Agatha placed the book on the table.
"Nothing much," Kiba moved back, "Would you like to go out for a dinner?"
"Not today," Agatha stretched her hands, "I'm tired."
"We should just order delivery," Kiba said.
He knew she was tired after using her powers in the morning when the pressure from dark clouds arrived.
Even he was tired but he has injected multiple energy serums to stay awake. He wanted to spend some time with Agatha before taking a rest.
"Yeah," Agatha looked at him, "No hunt today?"
"...No," Kiba felt awkward by the words.
"I don't want you to confine yourself," Agatha traced a finger in his hairs, "Otherwise you might resent me and our child for stopping your pursuit of dreams"
"I never would," Kiba disagreed.
It was his own decision to give priority to his role as a father more than the dreams he carried. He has a long lifespan and he believed he has all the time in the world to fulfill his dreams.
Even if he could not, it would be fine as long as he could become a good father.
"Maybe not," Agatha said with a smile, "But believe me parents do resent their children for their incomplete dreams."
"....." Kiba understood her words.
He would be lying if he said he hasn't thought about the effect of having a child on his dreams. Perhaps not today but maybe tomorrow he would resent them for binding him down.
The will of people change with time. The well thought out decisions of today might become regret of tomorrow.
There was no telling about the future.
"The biggest adventure you can take is to live the life of your dreams," Agatha repeated the words he has said when he shared his dreams with her, "Surely you are not going to stop the biggest adventure of your life?"
"..."
"Besides there are husbands who are waiting to become good husbands," Agatha said with a teasing smile, "At least for their happiness don't stop your adventure."
Kiba's eyes turned wide in astonishment.
"Or was it making a wife into a good wife?" Agatha continued in a teasing tone, "You want a wife to complete her promise of making her husband happy, right?"
"...You know?!" Kiba's face was soaked with sweat.
He has never given her the business card of Wife Pleasuring Service Pvt. Ltd. He was shameless but not so shameless to give her the card during their affair or even before it.
They have known each other for years even though the affair occurred a few months ago. He knew her personality and she was rather good to him long before, so he couldn't bring himself to use the card.
"Yes," Agatha brought out a crystal card from a drawer, "You do have a gift with the words."
"...Thanks?" Kiba didn't know whether it was an insult or a compliment.
"There are four promotional videos with that blonde woman," Agatha activated the crystal card, "I was most impressed with the one reserved for fiancee."
"..."
The videos were directed at husbands, new wife, patron wife, and fiancee. Each video was shot with Natalie as the host who would try to recruit customers for Wife Pleasuring Service Pvt. Ltd.
She would use her sweet voice and 'facts' to lure customers to their non-profit venture. A service which offered endless benefits and that too free of cost.
Even Natalie was flushed red when Kiba brought the idea for fiancee. She had a hard time shooting the video with a straight face.
"There is something I wanted to ask," Agatha placed the crystal card back.
"Yes?" Kiba was relieved she wasn't going to play those videos.
"I could understand your dream of sleeping with every beauty out there whether she is a virgin or not," Agatha looked at him in the eyes, "But I don't understand your dream of stealing others wife for an affair while their husbands die of envy and shame."
"..."
"Is there a reason why you have this specific dream?" Agatha asked.
She knew he hasn't truly started pursuing this dream of his. So far he has only had affairs in secret with husbands being ignorant most times.
This dream was almost impossible to fulfill so she wondered why he would this dream in the first place.
"There is a reason," Kiba said as he remembered a meeting with an auburn-haired woman, "Do you truly wish to know?"
"Yes," Agatha listened carefully as he shared a story of the past...
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The monastery, State of Avalon.
The once peaceful and serene monastery was now filled with chaos as monks rushed from one place to another. Most of the buildings in the monastery were now showing signs of cracks as they suffered sudden vicissitudes of time.
Inside a camp-like structure, Kurtis was seated in a chair next to five monks. Some distance ahead, Akshobhya was sleeping a few feet above the ground.
Three monks were continuously generating a force field to make sure Akshobhya doesn't touch the ground.
The once revered Psychic Hunter was now an ancient man on the verge of death. His body was decayed and rotten filled with diseases.
Even with the force field, others could smell the foul stench his body was releasing.
"Are you not going to share the details?" A monk named Asahi asked. He was the second in command of the monastery.
"I already told you what I knew," Kurtis said with a frown, "And I'm in no obligation to share the task Akshohya was carrying out."
Asahi was annoyed by the attitude but he didn't dare use force due to the involvement of Dharma Chakra.
"You should be pleased I'm not asking for compensation," Kurtis continued further, "My payment of Dharma Chakra coin and mutated fruits has gone to waste."
"How dare you!" One of the monks stood up in anger, "Don't you see the destruction you have caused in the monastery? We have lost our ancient treasures!"
"None of my business," Kurtis said.
"Enough," Asahi turned his face towards the three monks, "Has the force of decay settled down?"
"Yes," A monk answered.
"Good," Asahi stepped towards Akshobhy and signaled the monks to remove the force field, "I would enter his consciousness to decide our next course of action."
"We understand," the monks stepped back.
A few minutes later, Akshobhya was placed on the ground. Asahi placed a finger on Akshobhya's forehead.
Swoosh~!
Rays of light enveloped their bodies as Asahi's consciousness entered Akshobhya's consciousness.
The body of a person is mortal but consciousness, on the other hand, is immortal. Even a person on death bed would have his consciousness as strong as the day he was born.
Most people in the world call consciousness as the soul. The eternal existence which would exist even after death.
When a person's consciousness is attacked, there is no destruction or damage. Yes, memories could be wiped out, or a person might be put to coma or vegetative state.
This is not due to damage to consciousness but in fact, it is damage to the brain. It is brain where consciousness resides and any attack to consciousness damages brain.
This is why Asahi wanted to directly enter consciousness to know the truth of the incident. He was a psychic just like Akshobhya so he knew about the workings of consciousness better than the others.
"Impossible!" Asahi muttered in horror after entering the consciousness of Akshobhya.
All his life he has believed the consciousness is different from the body. It was eternal and couldn't be harmed like body but now his entire belief was shattered.
The consciousness of Akshobhya was decayed just like his body.
No!
His consciousness was still decaying, unlike the body which has stopped decaying any further.
Even the pain of losing a limb couldn't compare to the slightest injury to consciousness. The pain receptors which are responsible for pain sensation were connected to the brain which in turn is linked to consciousness.
From this, it could be imagined the sufferings one would undergo if the consciousness was harmed in the slightest.
Now the consciousness of Akshobhya was slowly corroding. It was like a drop of acid was regularly dropped on the consciousness to make sure the pain never ends.
"It is an eternal torture," Asahi dreaded the misery his friend was undergoing, "He is alive but in a worse condition than someone who is in a vegetative state."
A person in a vegetative state would show no sign of awareness. Akshobhya was in a similar state but the corrosion of the consciousness made sure there would be only torment and discomfort till the time he dies.
"His body has aged and decayed but he would survive for few years," Asahi contemplated, "If I was him, I would rather prefer death."
What he didn't know was that Akshobhya has tried to choke himself to death but failed under the pressure of golden ripples. Akshobhya has realized Kiba's intention when the latter transmitted his power from the satellite.
Asahi cautiously avoided the corrosive force inside Akshobhya's consciousness. He sent his mental force around and noticed all memories were wiped out by the corrosion.
"No! There is one memory!" Asahi was delighted.
He was sure that this memory should be very important seeing how Akshobhya's consciousness has safeguarded it till now.
"Maybe this memory is a clue to his current state?" Asahi thought as he linked with the memory fragment.
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"Sometimes you should follow what you preach about greed," Kurtis said as he offered mutant fruits to Akshobhya for the task.
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"That's it!?" Asahi wanted to curse.
What was so important in the preaching about greed?
Is this really supposed to be the cause of his current state?!
113 Share Details!
The next day.
Dream Rise House.
[[How are you feeling?]] Claudia enquired after Zed freshened up.
"Good," Zed took out a white shirt from the closet, "A night of peaceful sleep can do wonder."
[[Of course. But you wouldn't know since you don't use the night for its intended purpose.]]
"..." Zed gave a deep sigh as he moved on for the breakfast.
He has slept for 14 hours which was truly a record for him. He would at most sleep for 5-6 hours thanks to his busy schedule.
"Anyways, what do we know about Dharma Chakra?" Zed asked after taking a seat in the hall while two droids served him the breakfast.
[[We don't know much. Only that Hank and many other top corporates are desperately trying to gain the favor of Dharma Chakra.]]
"Favor? Is this an organization of sort?" Zed enquired.
He believed he could get more information about the monk from Dharma Chakra so he wanted to know what he could.
While he was sure the monk would be in no state to create any trouble for him, he still wanted to find why was he targetted in the first place.
[[I'm not sure. What I shared was from the records inside White Angel Corporation and other corporations from whom we regularly 'borrow'.]]
"So we are clueless," Zed said as he took a bite of coffee cake.
[[Yes. There are no details inside the records besides every powerful figure trying to earn the favor of Dharma Chakra. ]]
"Maybe Eva knows something," Zed decided to inquire with her later.
She was the one who has helped him build his financial resources and also the one who helped him smuggle few of the lab equipment.
[[Good idea.]]
Claudia has tried to spy on Eva but rarely would she succeed. Of course, she wouldn't tell this to him.
"Any new targ---I mean customers?" Zed asked.
[[There are five customers for Wife Pleasuring Service Pvt. Ltd, four for Mistress' Massage Centre, ten for Maiden's Love Circle and six for Naughty Bunny Corporation.]]
"So many?" Zed felt far too much burden on his young shoulders, "Just a few days of absence and the workload increases."
~beep~beep~
[[An urgent message for Kiba.]]
Claudia was planning to retort her master for his earlier comment about workload but the message notification stopped her.
"What is it?" Zed asked intrigued.
[[An interview with the police.]]
"Oho~" Zed wasn't surprised, "Seems like the time has come."
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The headquarters of Delta Police Force was located in the Central District. It was in the form of a seven-storied building fully secured with the latest technology.
Hundreds of battle droids and drones were constantly on guard along with human officers. An invisible barrier surrounded the building to prevent any intrusion or sudden attack.
Inside a room on the sixth floor.
The room was spacious with sofas and couch along with a coffee table. At the corner was a glass cabinet where multiple trophies were placed.
In the center was an office desk opposite to which a woman was sitting on a chair.
She was wearing a black blazer on a white shirt.
"Have you messaged Kiba for an interview," The woman spoke on an intercom.
"Emily, we have emailed Kiba," a voice answered from the intercom.
"Good," Emily said after which she disconnected the call. She took a tablet from the desk and opened a file to recheck the details.
Emily was in her late thirties with a height of 5'9". Blessed with natural caramel blonde hairs, misty blue eyes, and rosy pale skin tone; she was a fantasy to most men.
"He is a playboy," Emily muttered while reading the report on the tablet, "But he is supposed to be the third strongest mutant in the city as well."
"That was in the past," Emily placed the tablet back and closed her eyes, "The city is now full of more powerful mutants from the government."
Emily stood up from the chair and walked around the room to make preparations for the interview.
"Could he be involved in the disappearance of Lisa Rey?" Emily wondered in her heart, "I guess I would find out soon."
An hour later~
Kiba entered the room escorted by a female officer.
"My name is Emily," Emily shook his hand as she introduced herself, "I'm glad you could entertain our request at such a short notice.
"It is the least I could do as a citizen," Kiba said in a polite tone.
"Please have a seat," Emily pointed towards the seat opposite to hers.
"Thank you," Kiba took a seat.
He gave a quick glance to her gorgeous body before bringing his eyes to her hands.
"She is not married or engaged," Kiba thought seeing lack of a ring on her fingers, "Maybe she has a boyfriend but that would hardly be any problem."
Kiba was awestruck by her beauty ever since he entered the room. He didn't let it show on his face or in his actions but in his heart, he has decided to give her priority over the customers waiting for his service.
"What are you thinking about so deeply?" Emily curiously asked. She has noticed his expression of deep contemplation.
"Nothing much," Kiba answered, "Just trying to think of crimes I might have committed for me to be in the company of a special investigator."
"You have not committed a crime," Emily said in a professional tone, "I just wanted to ask you a few stuff related to an investigation of mine."
"That is a relief," Kiba said, "So what is it you wish to know?"
"Are you acquainted with Lisa?" Emily asked in a calm voice while gazing at the tablet screen.
"Who is she?" Kiba asked with a blank expression.
"You don't know her?" Emily looked at him in disbelief.
She has checked the security footage from White Angel Corporation and from what she could tell, he and Lisa were together for an hour or so in a private room.
"I never said I don't know the woman you are talking about," Kiba clarified, "I only asked her identity since Lisa is such a common name."
"Lisa Rey," Emily mentioned her last name with her attention back on the tablet.
On the screen, the heartbeats and blood flow of Kiba were displayed. These parameters usually can tell whether a person is being honest or not.
"No idea," Kiba shook his head, "I rarely give any attention to the last names."
"...." Emily wanted to think he was lying but the readings on the tablet made her sure he was stating the truth.
The sensors in the room were advanced and undetectable. They were almost impossible to deceive and even if they could be deceived, she has a further check waiting for him later on.
"I only remember a person by their deeds and not by name," Kiba further explained.
"An image should help you remember," Emily clicked a panel on the desk and a virtual screen appeared in front of Kiba. The screen displayed an image of Lisa.
"The M Lisa!" Kiba muttered loudly, "You should have said so."
"The M Lisa?" Emily repeated in confusion, "What is M?"
"Masochistic," Kiba patiently explained the meaning of M.
"...Do you know her?" Emily asked after suppressing her astonishment.
"Yes," Kiba nodded his head, "If I remember it right, she is from the government. We were acquainted at White Angel Corporation."
"I see," Emily then proceeded with the next question, "When and where was the last time you met her?"
"About a month ago at White Angel Corporation," Kiba answered.
"Did you had a private meeting with her?" Emily asked further.
"I'm guessing you already know the answer so I don't see the need of such pointless question" Kiba continued with a sigh, "I'm assuming something happened to her seeing how you are enquiring me but seriously you are wasting time by asking what you already know."
"You are right," Emily agreed, "I want to know the details of your private meeting with her."
"That I can't," Kiba shook his head, "I can't dishonor her by sharing private details."
"You have to answer," Emily said in a deep voice, "She has disappeared and I have to know everything that happened the day she went missing."
"I understand your dilemma," Kiba said with a sigh, "But surely details of the private meeting are no interest to you."
"They are," Emily said in a serious tone, "They might have clues of her disappearance."
"If you say so," Kiba looked at her, "Do you want me to share the full details?"
"Yes," Emily nodded.
"I put my hands on the back of her dress," Kiba started sharing the details, "While she unzipped my jeans."
"WHAT?!" Emily was shocked, "What are you talking about?!"
"About Lisa and my meeting," Kiba answered as if it was obvious, "Didn't you asked me to share the details?"
"....I," Emily didn't know how to respond.
"I already told you it was a private meeting," Kiba continued, "But yet you were adamant even after my refusal."
"..."
"The word private is called private for a reason," Kiba has a confused expression on his face, "So why are you acting like this after asking me for full private details?"
"....."
How am I supposed to know a private meeting would be so private?!
Chapter 114 Awkward
"You said my private meeting with Lisa might hold the clues to her disappearance," Kiba looked at Emily, "So I don't understand why you are suddenly shouting?"
Emily didn't know how to answer. Indeed, when she thought back, it was her who was fully adamant to know the details even after he declined by saying it was a private matter.
"My apologies," Emily regained her composure, "Did you two only had sex and didn't discuss anything else?"
"Yes," Kiba nodded.
Emily was not embarrassed to use the word sex. She wouldn't even have reacted in a strange manner before if she wasn't caught off guard.
Murder, sex, and violence were an everyday matter for an investigator like her.
"So you two only had sex without any conversation?" Emily's eyes were on the tablet.
"Obviously we had a conversation during sex," Kiba answered in an obvious tone, "How can you have sex without any conversation at all?"
"...I mean conversation not related to sex?" Emily's forehead was covered with dark lines.
She would have thought he was playing around but the readings on the tablet made her realize he was being serious.
"We did at the end," Kiba said as he tried to remember details, "She asked me if I can participate in an experiment for her."
"Oh?" Emily was intrigued. She has read Lisa's history and knew she was interested in getting powerful specimens for her experiment.
"Obviously I refused," Kiba continued, "I'm not interested in being a lab rat."
"I see," Emily agreed with him. No sane man would agree to be used as a specimen.
She recalled Lisa has hypnosis ability but it seems either she didn't use her ability or it proved useless on him.
"Maybe he has a strong mental will," Emily contemplated in her heart, "Or he is using some drug or chip to prevent psychic intrusions."
The greatest fear for any person would be to be manipulated by someone else especially in the current era of mutants. Therefore, scientists have created drugs and other enhancements to overcome psychic intrusions.
These drugs and enhancements were very costly and also, they could offer protection to a certain degree only. If the attacker was of Akshobhya level then they would prove useless.
"Perhaps she had sex with him to make him volunteer for an experiment," Emily further thought.
From eons, seduction has been a very powerful tool used by women to control the men. After all, the greatest weakness of men was their thirst for sex.
Seduction was not just sex but offering a man something greater: the chance of owning an extraordinary work of God.
This was even a greater weakness than sex. It involved the vanity and ego.
Which man wouldn't like to own a beauty for himself? A beauty desired by everyone but only reserved for him?
A woman who can manipulate this desire could make a man do anything no matter how bizarre. It was the peak of seduction and even the concept of love failed in front of its power.
"Obviously Lisa wasn't an expert in seduction," Emily concluded in her heart.
"Are there any more questions?" Kiba asked.
"No," Emily shook off her head, "But I want you to check your memories of that meeting."
"You wish to barge in my brain?" Kiba's gaze turned cold.
"Of course not," Emily quickly clarified.
It was illegal to barge in someone's consciousness to check their memories. Only in the worst crimes could this be allowed and even that there needs to be sufficient evidence.
"You have to imprint memories of that event in a memory crystal," Emily added.
"Do you have court permission?" Kiba enquired. Even imprinting memories couldn't be done forcefully.
"Yes," Emily clicked a panel on the virtual screen to display the necessary documents.
"Fine," Kiba agreed after verifying the documents, "I'm ready."
"Thank you for the understanding," Emily took out a memory crystal from a drawer, "Please inscribe the memories."
Kiba took an orange crystal from her hand. The crystal was in the form of a bead the size of a pigeon's eye.
Kiba closed his eyes as a connection with the memory crystal was established.
"It is possible to deceive the sensors but not the memory crystal," Emily thought, "Unless one can manipulate own memories. That would require the help of a very powerful psychic mutant."
A few minutes later, Kiba returned her the crystal.
"Please wipe out the memories after you are done," Kiba said in a sincere tone, "It involves the honor of a woman."
"You can rest assured," Emily was impressed by his conduct.
The readings on the tablet further ensured her that he wasn't pretending to be a gentleman.
"Thank you for understanding," Kiba expressed his gratitude in a polite tone.
Emily placed the crystal inside an orb on the desk. The memories then were displayed on the virtual screen from Kiba's POV.
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"I have wanted to fuck you from the moment I saw you," Kiba said as his hands moved on the back of her dress.
"Same here," Lisa said as she unhooked his pant, "We are going to have a long meeting."
Kiba was seated on the sofa after they were both undressed. Lisa opened her mouth to take him inside her...
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Emily's face turned red as she saw the memories. She then understood why Kiba has called Lisa as an 'M' seeing how she was asking to be spanked.
Emily swiped forward the memories and saw the last part. After verifying it matched his previous statement, she switched off the screen.
She was now sure he wasn't responsible for the disappearance of Lisa Rey and her team. Since the things were already confirmed she deleted the memories from the crystal.
But then things turned awkward with both of them looking at each other blankly. There was absolute silence in the room.
It was her first time to be this embarrassed in her entire career as an investigator. She has viewed sex memories before but never like this.
"I'm sorry for making this awkward," Kiba apologized, "Thinking back it was my mistake to not be clear with you."
"N-no, it isn't your fault," Emily quickly said.
She has seen the readings from sensors so she knew his actions were natural instead of being manipulated.
"I'm glad you don't blame me," Kiba sighed in relief, "But still I have to make up for this."
"There is no need," Emily said.
"No, there is," Kiba looked at her in the eyes, "How about a dinner tonight?"
"Dinner?" Emily was startled.
She didn't expect the conversation to take such a turn.
"Good food and wine would make us forget this awkward situation," Kiba explained, "We could even laugh off this moment as a joke while having dinner."
"That's..." Emily felt his words made sense but she couldn't agree, "I'm sorry but we can't have a dinner together."
"Why?" Kiba has a startled expression, "Am I still under investigation?"
"Of course not," Emily clarified, "I have never gone out for dinner with someone I met during work."
"You said I am not a criminal so why the hesitation?" Kiba continued, "Or are you thinking about the impression others would have of you?"
Emily was surprised he could understand her dilemma so quickly. She was a single from last few months so she didn't refuse due to a relationship issue.
Instead, she felt hesitant to be seen with a womanizer.
"I wanted to have a dinner so that we wouldn't remember this embarrassing encounter as the final memory of each other," Kiba stood up from the chair, "But it is your right to refuse."
"...." Emily kept silent.
She did felt it was wrong to refuse to his polite intentions but her decision was well thought out.
"There is this saying I once heard," Kiba turned towards the door, "A saying which has helped me in my life so far."
"Which saying?" Emily wondered which saying would be so important for him to mention it now.
"If you know how quickly people forget the dead...you will stop living to impress people," Kiba left the room without looking back.
Emily was struck on the spot as the words set in her mind. As she thought about her life so far, she realized that she has indeed lived to impress others.
She has taken her happiness in impressing others instead of living for herself. The career she chose, the clothes she wore, the types of men she dated, etc.
Everything was for impressing others instead of herself. She has never thought as such until now.
"Stop living to impress others," Emily muttered as she dashed out of the room...
Chapter 115 Dinner!
One of the basic fundamental in seduction is to know about oneself, both good and bad. The other fundamental was to know how one's qualities would affect the target.
Kiba's greatest strength was his charm but it was also his greatest weakness. He was envied by the men and desired by the women.
The more one grows up, the more is the disappointment by the burdens of the reality. The responsibilities, the complex relationships, the boredom and the lack of fun in life makes one hate the world secretly.
In such times, people would give anything to be taken away from the reality and engulfed in illusion. They wanted to live the moments where they were free, loved and pleasured just like a fantasy.
Kiba offered the women this fantasy. He was a charmful man just not by his words and personality but also by his looks and reputation.
He offered pleasure and wanted pleasure in return. There were no other expectations. This made him an ideal seducer for women, especially married ones.
This also made him desired by the young women who were exploring the world of sex and pleasure.
He was desired by the young and mature alike for he offered more than the boring reality ever could.
A woman seeks a husband by thinking from her mind but a lover? The lover was from the heart who could please her in a way her husband couldn't.
Kiba was the charmer and the ideal lover. Alas, this also became his weakness for this qualities gave him infamy.
Many women would often fear to be associated with a serial womanizer in open due to the social stigma involved.
While the young or mature women with financial and independent thinking wouldn't fear this so-called stigma, the other women were different.
Emily was one of those women who didn't wish to be seen with Kiba in open even though it was just a dinner.
At least, that was the case until a few moments ago.
"If you know how quickly people forget the dead...you will stop living to impress people."
The words ringed inside her mind as she dashed out of her room.
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Kiba was standing in front of the elevator door. He wasn't least bit surprised or disappointed by Emily's refusal.
In fact, he expected her to refuse in the very first place. He was someone who knew how his qualities would affect his target and as such, he planned accordingly from the very start.
~DING~
The elevator doors opened up. He slowly stepped inside and the doors started closing in.
"Wait!"
A hand suddenly came just as the doors were about to close. The sensors sensed the presence of the hand and the doors retraced back.
"Miss Emily?" Kiba asked surprised.
"Apologies," Emily stepped in and the elevator door closed up, "I'm sorry for my early behavior."
"You weren't at fault," Kiba pressed the ground floor on the switch panel, "My suggestion was rash."
"Maybe," Emily agreed with a faint smile, "But I think it is worth trying."
"Really?" Kiba asked in a startled voice.
"Yes," Emily nodded, "How about 8 o'clock at Close Horizon?"
"That would be great," Kiba approved of her timing, "See ya."
Kiba stepped out as the elevator opened up. After coming out of the police building, he teleported out to Agatha's apartment.
He wanted to ensure he spent some time with her even though he has started his pursuit of dreams again. This would mean he has to balance the time he spent on the academy and other places.
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Evening.
Close Horizon.
"You are early," Kiba said as he stepped out of the car in the parking lot, "I thought the police is known for their lateness."
Some distance ahead, Emily was standing in a black dress.
"We are not always late," Emily has worn a small amount of makeup on her gorgeous face. A little amount of mascara on her eyelashes and light lip gloss on her cherry lips.
"That's good to know," Kiba joined her as they moved towards the diner.
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Kiba and Emily sat opposite each other at the corner of the diner. A waitress offered them the menus.
"What would you like to have?" Kiba asked.
"Caesar salad and razor clam chowder," Emily offered her suggestion.
"That should ready for us the main dishes," Kiba agreed as he turned towards the waitress, "Please add red wine and shrimp tacos as well."
"Your order will be ready in few minutes," The waitress took her leave after giving a bow.
"I assume you're new in the city," Kiba started the conversation.
"I'm new, yes," Emily was happy to see him start the conversation, "You probably know the reason."
"Of course," Kiba sighed in his heart, "The incident at the wasteland?"
"Yeah," Emily looked somewhat troubled, "That incident has given us nightmares."
"I can't blame you," Kiba said in agreement, "I have heard some of your colleagues disappeared yesterday when the incident repeated again."
"They are dead," Emily didn't mind sharing the detail since it was hardly a secret, "I was luckily in the city otherwise..."
Kiba agreed with her fear. If she was in the wasteland, he would have killed her no matter what type of beauty she was.
"Let's not talk about my job," Emily cleared her mind, "I wish to know about you."
"You already know about me when you investigated me," Kiba said with a smile, "I'm an open book with no secrets."
"I don't think so," Emily disagreed.
She wasn't able to find much about him except for his mercenary jobs and the womanizing habits. From what she could tell no one knew about his background, family, etc.
He was engulfed in an enigma in the current digital era where hiding such details for someone so famous is almost impossible.
"I'm just a man who wants the world to be filled with happiness," Kiba tried to change the topic, "What is it you seek in life?"
"Honestly I don't know," Emily answered frankly, "There were things I sought but they are no longer worth pursuing after what you said in the morning."
"That's a good outcome," Kiba took a glass of water from the table, "We should live for ourselves and not others."
"It is easy to say," Emily didn't feel it would be easy to implement that in the life.
People like to believe the thoughts and views of others don't matter but they matter the most. A single negative statement could ruin the mood.
"Perhaps it would be difficult," Kiba consented with her views, "But how would you know without trying?"
"I'm trying," Emily looked around the diner, "Otherwise we wouldn't be here."
Kiba gave a smile in response.
"Don't you ever feel hesitance going against the religious and cultural views?" Emily asked.
Besides trying to forget the embarrassing situation from the morning, the other reason why she agreed for the dinner was to know more about his views.
If a person goes slightly against the established social norms then they would be bombarded with religious and cultural views.
How could he so free in a judgemental world where one is in the bindings of religion and culture?
"I would quote the great Ninon de l'Enclos," Kiba answered with a smile, "If a man needs a religion to conduct himself properly in this world, it is a sign that he has either a limited mind or a corrupt heart."
"That's bold," Emily was startled by the deep words.
"Hardly any bold for me," Kiba shook off his head, "She said these words centuries ago where independent thinking wasn't appreciated."
"I guess it is easy for a man to agree with the words," Emily said with a sigh, "We women are supposed to be virtuous."
She knew she might become a topic of gossip tomorrow if some acquaintance saw her here. She was new in the city but many in the top echelons know her due to the investigation.
"Feminine virtue is nothing but a convenient masculine invention," Kiba said with a smile, "It helps us, men, to have a woman caged by our inventions."
"I assume you hate virtuous qualities," Emily said as the wine was served.
"I don't hate them," Kiba clarified, "I just don't want them to be forced on me or people I care about."
Emily was charmed by his views of the world. As the conversation moved further she couldn't help but agree he was different from the impression she had.
"I'm glad I agreed for the dinner," Emily said as she took a glass of wine, "The views I so respected earlier are now shaken but I'm more relaxed now."
"I would cheer to that," Kiba clinked his glass of wine with hers.
"Ah!" Emily suddenly has a surprised expression as her gaze went to the entrance of diner.
"Hm?" Kiba turned his head to see what surprised her, "They are..."
Morgan followed by Suzane and Olly entered the diner. The three were aptly dressed for a party rather than a dinner especially Suzane.
She was wearing a ravishing one-shouldered light-blue silk dress and a knotted strand of pearls.
"Emily?" Morgan noticed Emily and Kiba as well, "Kiba?"
He was truly startled to see his respected colleague with infamous Kiba. In fact he disliked Kiba for crippling his son earlier so he felt deep resentment to see him with a colleague of hers.
Emily could read his expression and this somewhat angered her. She was here just for a dinner and nothing else but she was being judged.
"Let me handle this," Kiba left his seat. He moved towards Morgan and the others.
From behind, Emily wondered what he planned to do.
"Mr. and Mrs. Morgan," Kiba greeted them, "And my favorite relative Olly."
Olly felt the world shaking as he heard the familiar words again. Ever since he saw Kiba coming out of his mother's bredroom, he has been having nightmares.
In the nightmares, Morgan would blame Olly for the affair and thus punish him severely for introducing Kiba to Suzane.
"Hello," Suzane said in a cold voice, "Nice to meet you as well."
"Please don't be so cold towards me," Kiba turned towards Morgan and said, "Emily wanted you all to join us."
"She wanted us to join her?" Morgan and Suzane were surprised.
"Yes," Kiba slightly clenched his teeth as he continued, "She said you were like a brother to her and nothing would give her more joy than have you with her."
Morgan's eyes lit up. While he didn't like to be addressed as a brother but the dilemma of Kiba pleased him.
He could imagine just how much disappointed Kiba would be if they join Emily for dinner. Kiba wouldn't be able to seduce Emily and this excited Morgan.
"Truly marvelous," Morgan couldn't but smirk, "It would be our honor to join you and Emily."
Morgan stepped towards Emily's table followed by Suzane, Kiba and Olly.
"He must be scheming something!" Olly was sure for he has noticed a devilish glint in Kiba's eyes, "Poor father doesn't even realize he is being conned."
"Emily, thank you for inviting us to join you," Morgan said as he took a seat opposite to hers.
He has intentionally chosen this seat so that Kiba wouldn't be able to seat opposite to hers. He also signalled Suzane to take a seat next to Emily giving Kiba no choice but to seat next to him.
Olly, on the other hand, was made to seat in an extra chair since the table was originally for four.
"I'm glad you could join," Emily was startled by Morgan and others joining her but she didn't let it show on her expression.
She believed Kiba was trying to ensure there would be no gossips regarding her.
"He is truly different," Emily thought, "Nothing alike the rumors."
Kiba was now sitting in front of Suzane with a slightly dejected expression.
"Serves him right," Morgan was sure the dinner would be fun...
Chapter 116 Dinner! Part II
Morgan was extremely pleased by the seating arrangement. He was sitting opposite Emily while Kiba was next to him.
Suzane was opposite Kiba. On an extra seat next to Kiba was Olly.
"Didn't expect to see you here," Morgan started the conversation.
"I was just here for dinner with my new acquaintance," Emily politely pointed towards Kiba, "He was nice enough to accompany me."
She believed it would be unfair and rude if she ignored Kiba's existence after all he has done.
"I see," Morgan glanced at Kiba with slight mockery, "Is he clear of the investigation?"
"Yes," Emily nodded, "How is your work going on?"
Morgan and Emily started conversing with each other. It was mostly Morgan making the conversation so that Kiba wouldn't get a chance to participate.
Kiba, on the other hand, took out his cell phone from the pocket. He opened an encrypted messenger app and wrote a message.
~tring~
"Hm?" Suzane opened her cell phone as it vibrated. She saw a message notification from 'Fitness Goals' app.
[You are looking hot] - Trainer.
Suzane was startled but didn't let it show on her face. She turned upwards and saw a slight smile on Kiba's face.
Fitness Goals was an app given to her by Kiba for communication. He has assured her the app was fully secured with 'anti-husband' privacy feature.
This ensured she wouldn't be worried about her investigator husband finding of her special gym sessions through her messages.
[Thanks. You are looking handsome as well] - Trainee #132
[I wanted to feel those lovely assets covered by the dress.] - Trainer
[You are on a date and yet you are thinking of me.] - Trainee #132
Kiba didn't reply but instead removed his shoes. Without letting anyone know, he stretched his right leg and stopped when his foot touched her legs.
The table clothing didn't let anyone know about his movement but she felt it was incredibly bold.
"Ah!" Suzane opened her mouth in shock as she felt his foot moving between her knee-long dress.
"Are you fine?" Emily who was seated next to her asked.
"Yes," Suzane reassured her and Emily rejoined her conversation with Morgan.
She felt a tantalizing sensation as his toe rubbed on her inner thigh. The toe moved in a circular motion on her soft and smooth thigh. Slowly, it moved to the end of her thighs.
"How is your stay so far, Morgan?" Kiba suddenly asked.
"Good," Morgan wasn't pleased but he nevertheless answered.
"I'm glad," Kiba then looked at Suzane, "How about you, ma'am?"
"G-great so far," Suzane answered with a bit of red on her cheeks. Now his toe was poking on her panties.
"That's so good to know," Kiba said with a smile, "Any complains?"
"No complains," Suzane answered with her face getting more flushed as his toe barged in the panties, "Everything is nice."
"You look unwell," Kiba pushed against the table as he passed her a glass of water, "Please relax."
"Oh...of course," Suzane felt his toe inside her vaginal coverings. When he passed her water, he has moved ahead to push his toe.
"Suzane, is everything alright?" Morgan also noticed the deep red on Suzane's face.
"Ooof course, honey," Suzane just wanted to moan for Kiba's toe was now rubbing over her vagina with more force, "I just needed a glass of water."
She has never found herself in such a situation and that too in public with her husband and son nearby. The danger and the risk involved turned her on.
[Stretch your legs] - Trainer.
Suzane read the message and did as asked after removing her sandals. She stretched her legs till they reached his table. She slightly moved her feet around to arrive on his pants.
Kiba moved his hands below the table. His vision passed the table and he saw her perfectly shaped feet and the deep red nail polish.
He unzipped his zip and let her feet feel his hardon.
"Fuck!" Suzane cursed inside. She felt his raging hardon touching her feet.
"Olly, how is the academy?" Kiba asked unflustered as Suzane's feet wrapped around his cock
She lightly moved her feet up and down his cock while his toe rubbed her pussy.
"Everything is fine," Olly answered. He was on his guards throughout and from what he has realized of Kiba so far, he would never speak unless he has a reason.
"That's so nice to hear," Kiba muttered as Suzane's feet bobbed up and down on his cock.
[I can't handle it any longer.] - Trainee #132
She could barely concentrate any longer as she felt sparks bursting inside her. She wanted to go down the table and fuck him but she knew that would be too much to expect.
[Same here. Just make an excuse for going to the washroom.] - Trainer
[Morgan would get suspicious] - Trainee #132.
[Trust me and just go to washroom] - Trainer.
They both retraced their legs and adjusted their clothes. The food was yet to arrive since they ordered more dishes.
"I'm feeling flustered," Suzane said to her husband, "I'm going to the washroom."
"Sure," Morgan said without thinking much.
"Morgan, you should accompany her," Kiba said, "It is wrong to leave a lady untreated alone."
"Dream on, kid," Morgan thought. He knew Kiba was looking for an opportunity to get free time with Emily.
"Olly, go with your mom," Morgan looked at his son and ordered.
"Yes, dad," Olly stepped up and joined his mother.
Kiba looked dejected. Morgan now felt his decision was more wise.
Five minutes later~
The manager ran to their table.
"Sir Kiba, your car is having trouble," The manager said.
"Trouble?" Kiba looked annoyed, "Solve it then."
"We are not able to," the manager said with a sorry expression.
"You useless idiots," Kiba took his leave after taking apologizing to Emily, "I would be here ASAP."
"Haha," Morgan was feeling the night was only getting better.
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In front of a woman's washroom, Olly was standing with a confused expression. After his mother went inside, the staff here stick a notice saying the washroom was under maintenance and asked guests to use another washroom.
Except for the guests leaving from the washroom, no one has entered but his mother was still inside.
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The female washroom was large suiting a seven-star hotel.
Suzane was standing in front of the washbasins upon which a large mirror was placed.
"Sorry for the wait," Kiba teleported behind her, "I missed you."
Suzane turned around as Kiba leaned into her. She closed her eyes as their lips meet.
His arms went around her back as he savored her lips. Her breasts rubbed on his chest while his tongue parted her lips to explore her mouth.
Suzane was welcoming and her tongue swirled around his. Their kissing turned more passionate as the moment passed. It became more fevered and frantic with time.
"I need you inside," Suzane muttered as their kiss broke, "We don't have much time."
Kiba didn't reply as his mouth moved on her cleavage. He knew he couldn't remove her dress fully due to time constraints but he didn't mind.
He cherished the taste of her explored flesh. He lightly fondled her breasts from her tight dress and he could see her erect nipples.
"Please," Suzane said, "We need to hurry."
"Dear, no one can stop us when we need each other," Kiba leaned back to sit on the washbasin stand, "Time might be low but I need your mouth on my cock before it explores you elsewhere."
"You are such a tease," Suzane squatted down and unzipped his pants, "You really don't fear anything."
She sat his cock free and hold it in her hands. Her delicate hands slowly began to stroke his cock while her lips closed in.
She kissed the head of his cock gently and then her tongue parted from her lips. Her tongue licked over his shaft till its end while she continued to stroke him faster.
She moved her mouth back to take his cock inside. She slide his cock to the end of her throat and then began to bob up and down.
Her hands, in the meantime, rubbed over his testicles. She felt him further growing inside her mouth as her tongue wrapped around.
Her eyes moved on his face while she took him to the ultimate bliss. She could see nothing but pure lust in his eyes and she knew, he was seeing the same in hers.
"Please," Suzane freed his cock and stood up, "I need you inside now."
She opened the dress enough for him to see her pink foldings which were dripping and waiting for him.
Kiba jumped from the washbasin stand. He slid a hand behind her neck and pulled her towards him.
He took her in the arms by her shoulders such that his cock was on the top of her pussy.
"Oh god," Suzane guided his cock inside her, "Finally!"
Suzane's body trembled as his cock went all the way in. Kiba pressed her hips tightly as he started stroking inside her.
Suzane's expression was of bliss mixed with slight pain. She leaned on to kiss him as his cock stretched her to the limit.
He felt her soft lips back on his lips while his cock savored her wet and warm pussy. He rammed with more force as the wetness inside her increased.
"Yes! Don't stop!" Suzane gasped loudly as her favorite cock slide in and out of her. She tried her best to muffle her voice afraid of her son hearing her but as time passed on she didn't care.
She was in her heaven and didn't care for anything as long his cock continued to slam inside her. She felt a delicious tingle developing inside her.
Kiba held her tightly as he felt her at the crest of an orgasm. Her body shivered and she wrapped her hands around his neck as the ultimate bliss took over her.
"Oh god, I'm cumming!" Suzane felt firecrackers exploding inside her. Her vision turned blank and there was nothing but the ebullition of joy from her body.
Suzane's head was leaned back with her eyes closed. She was savoring the moments of joy while Kiba was also close to his limit.
"Don't cum inside me," Suzane could feel him thrust getting more powerful as he reached close to release, "Not today, please."
Kiba took out his cock from her pussy and left her on the floor. She crouched down to take him in her mouth.
Kiba pushed his hand on the back of her head as he exploded inside her mouth.
"Mmmm," She felt a volcano of cum inside her mouth. He continued to press his hand on her head until she swallowed him completely.
"I need to hurry," Suzane was huffing for air while her body was sweating profusely, "I hope they don't become suspicious."
"They won't," Kiba adjusted his clothes, "You can rest assured on that."
"You truly take care of everything," Suzane looked in the mirror to make sure there was nothing on her body to arouse suspicion, "If only every man was like you."
"If every man was like me then I would be jobless," Kiba helped her with her dress, "So let the world be as it is."
"You are evil," Suzane remarked before leaving the washroom.
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Outside.
Olly couldn't believe his mother was inside the washroom for more than twenty minutes. He was getting impatient and suspicious after the maintenance sign was put.
A staff member suddenly came and removed the maintenance sign.
"What is going on?" Olly wondered. He has a theory but he didn't wish to believe it.
"Olly," The washroom door opened up as Suzane walked out, "Sorry it took so long."
"It is fine, mom," Olly didn't let his suspicion show on her face, "I hope you are fine now."
"I'm great now," Suzane took the lead and proceeded towards the diner.
"That's good," Olly joined in from behind.
"Thank you, Olly," A familiar male voice entered his mind, "You are truly a good son."
Shocked, Olly turned around and watched Kiba stepping out of the female washroom with a relaxed smile.
"That was so relaxing," Kiba said as he stretched his hands, "Once again you made great contributions."
"Don't tell me," Olly's eyes were wide open with shock as he confirmed his worst suspicions true.
"Your father would be so proud of you," Kiba said with a kind smile, "You made sure no one barge in when I and your mom explored our relationship."
Olly felt the world exploding as Kiba's words set in his mind. He thought of how he has constantly stood on guard outside the washroom while his mother and Kiba 'explored' their relationship.
"I have helped him again?" Olly's heart palpitated like crazy.
"Good job," Kiba said as he walked away, "I look forward to more cooperation in the future."
Chapter 117 Dinner Final Par
"You took too long," Morgan said as he saw Suzane and Olly stepping towards the table, "I was worried."
"I apologize but only now I'm feeling better," Suzane leaned into her husband, "Thank you for caring so much about me."
Suzane's lips joined her husbands and she gave him a small passionate kiss to make up.
Morgan was startled by the kiss but he reciprocated in delight.
"This is for the love you have for me," Suzane said she broke the kiss, "You are the best husband a woman can ever ask for."
Emily was surprised by the public display of affection.
"You lips taste different," Morgan remarked as Suzane walked towards her seat, "Are you using a new lipstick?"
"Yes, a new flavor oriented one," Suzane's heart was beating rapidly. She has forgotten she was giving a blowjob to Kiba a few minutes ago, "You like it?"
"It is good," Morgan absentmindedly said without much thinking.
"Thank you," Suzane beamed to him, "I'm addicted to this flavor and I plan to use it more."
"Wise decision," Morgan nodded.
Olly listened to the conversation with a gloomy expression. He wondered how could his father be so ignorant.
"Maybe it is because of me," Olly thought with butterflies wreaking havoc inside his stomach, "Father could never imagine anything like this especially when I was with her."
"A flavored lipstick?" Emily asked surprised, "I want to try it as well."
"Of course," Suzane gave her a light peck on her cheeks, "I'm sure you are going to love it."
"Do give it to me later on," Emily said.
"Sure," Suzane thought Kiba would give Emily the flavor in full taste sooner or later. She was sure of it for she has realized all his actions are well calculated.
She then pointed to the empty chair opposite her, "Where is he?"
"He is having some problem with his car," Morgan said sounding pleased, "I don't think he will be returning anytime soon."
For the last twenty minutes, he has expressed his views on Kiba to Emily. He believed she would no longer care about him.
"I see," Suzane said in a nonchalant tone but inside, she was startled by the illusion Kiba has cast on everyone. No one suspected anything as if they took everything at face value with no doubts.
"He used Morgan's dislike for him to manage the entire situation," Suzane contemplated with some reverence, "A man who knows how to use others' emotions is the most fearful."
Five minutes later~
Kiba entered the diner again with no sign of distress on his face.
"Is your car alright?" Morgan asked with a smirk.
Recently he was under far too much pressure due to the investigation but today's events have lit his mood. To see a man like Kiba suffer further pleased him.
"Yes, there was no problem with my car," Kiba answered with a smile, "But the manager asked me to inform you something."
"Inform something?" Morgan asked.
"Yes," Kiba nodded, "Some thieves have stolen your car."
"What?!" Morgan stood up from the chair shock and disbelief.
"I think it was stolen---"
Morgan didn't wait for Kiba to complete his words as he left the table and dashed towards the exit.
A man cares about three things the most in his life: sex, sports, and vehicles. He wanted to get his hands back on the car as soon as possible so he dashed without any care.
"I was just kidding," Kiba's voice came from behind, "You didn't even wait for me to complete my words."
Morgan was struck at the exit of the diner not daring believe he was being played. He turned around and saw Kiba sitting on his chair.
"Bastard!" Morgan cursed inside with venom filled in his eyes. He turned around and noticed many peculiar gazes on him from the nearby tables.
Even Emily was barely controlling her smile but others weren't so courteous. They were laughing at his reactions and this only incensed him further.
"Calm down," Morgan muttered to himself. He knew if he took this 'joke' at heart then his reputation would ruin beyond redemption.
People expect others to take a joke in a light heart manner without getting offended otherwise there would be only more ridicule waiting.
"Well played," Morgan tried to smile as he returned to the table, "You have got a nice sense of humor."
"Glad to see you appreciate it," Kiba pointed to the chair next to him, "Please have a seat."
Morgan gritted his teeth and sat next to him. He was now opposite Suzane while Kiba was opposite Emily.
"Please serve the dinner," Kiba asked the waitress, "I'm spent and I need energy."
"Yes, sir," The waitress started serving the dishes.
"You truly are different," Emily said with a faint smile, "I'm glad your car is fine."
"Thanks," Kiba took a glass of wine, "But it would have been better if something has happened to my car."
"Why?" Emily asked surprised. She believed men have a strong fascination with their toys especially cars.
"If my car was broken or stolen," Kiba took a sip from the glass with his eyes on hers, "You would have been forced to give me a ride back."
Emily was startled but then she laughed merrily. She was impressed he could turn even his long disappearance in his favor.
Earlier she was somewhat angered when Kiba left her in the presence of Morgan alone. She was forced to listen to Morgan's boring words of how Kiba was a bad man with an evil reputation. She was forced to feign interest in her conversation with Morgan all the while blaming Kiba.
But now Kiba has made up for everything by toying with Morgan. She has a good laugh smile inside and she would have laughed loudly if not for the presence of Morgan.
If this wasn't enough, Kiba has even pleased her by using playful words. They were flirty in nature but she enjoyed them.
"Cocky son of a bitch," Morgan continued to curse inside his heart.
Suzane was impressed by his boldness but she kept quiet afraid of displeasing her husband. Olly, on the other hand, thought how Kiba never liked to be a disadvantage.
"He truly schemed against dad from the start of dinner," Olly thought depressed.
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An hour later~
Emily and Kiba were standing opposite Morgan and his family in the parking lot
"That was a lovely evening," Emily said in a polite tone, "Thank you for joining us."
"It was our honor," Morgan quickly said after which he entered his car.
He didn't have any face left to continue a conversation with Emily after what transpired in the diner.
"Good night," Suzane gave a hug to Emily before leaving.
The family of three soon left.
"That was fun," Emily said as she stepped towards her car, "I can't believe I initially refused."
"You did change your mind so all is good," Kiba opened the door of her car, "But I do think we need to have a private dinner to laugh on our awkward investigation interview."
Emily looked at him with an amused expression. She has completely forgotten the interview in police headquarters.
"I will think about it," Emily said as she stepped inside the car, "Good night."
"Good night," Kiba repeated as he closed the door of the car. He turned around and walked towards his car.
In the car, Emily was surprised by Kiba's actions. She believed he would try to make an excuse or two to delay her or request for her mobile number.
"A strange man," Emily thought as she drove the car, "His actions are so hard to determine."
Chapter 118 Favorite Girl
The basic element of seduction was to understand the target. The entire seduction depended on this understanding. Whether to take it slow or fast entirely depends on the type of target.
The other basic element was the surprise factor. The target must never be perfectly able to perfectly judge the next move.
Kiba has a pretty much good understanding of Emily. He knew she wasn't a fast target mainly due to her upbringing where she cares more about the opinions of the society than herself.
Of course, he has made enough base work to overcome this difficulty during the entire day and dinner.
"There is no need to hurry," Kiba mused as he sat inside the car, "I will have what I want sooner or later."
It wasn't blind confidence but trust on his own skills and the weakness of his targets. He believed as long as desires exist in living beings they could be entrapped sooner or later.
Seduction was always about manipulating desires whether it was a male or a female. Desires have always been the greatest weakness of every living creature.
There were no unapproachable targets as long as one has skills to back it up. Everything depended on the efforts.
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Next Day.
Royal Heart Academy.
Zed stepped on the staircase to the first floor. As he walked, he thought about the recent events especially about the attack of the monk and the deaths of investigators.
"Then there is the investigation in the slum massacre," Zed contemplated as he took another step, "Hopefully that woman and her children are safe."
He has given her high-grade food cans along with a good amount of cash. That should be enough to improve her condition and make it easy for her to leave the slum in due time.
"Why am I suddenly thinking about her?" Zed was startled for he hasn't thought about her after helping in the slum, "Is this due to my innate ability?"
Zed was in some serious contemplation as he walked on the staircase. Suddenly, a dark pool of shadow appeared on the steps.
A dark hand rose from the pool and caught Zed's leg.
"This is?" Zed was struck from below. Before he could think further, the dark hand absorbed his body in the pool of shadow.
Swoosh~
The dark pool of shadow disappeared from the staircase just as quickly as it has appeared. The staircase was empty without any sign of Zed.
[[Master!]]
Claudia has tapped into the security system of the academy so she knew pretty much everything. Just a moment ago, the security footage was struck and when the live feed activated, Zed has disappeared.
[[The bracelet is still sending the signal but other devices have been deactivated.]]
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"Ah!"
When Zed opened his eyes, he found himself on a chair. In front of him was a teacher's desk where a woman was sitting with her eyes on him.
Zed's eyes turned wide in shock and disbelief as he looked at the woman.
She was a Caucasian beauty with dark brown hairs. Her expression was of deep amusement as she savored the look of shock on his face.
"Why are you staring at me like I'm some ghost?" The woman has a teasing smile, "Now do you understand what I feel when you teleport on top of me without any warning?"
"I..." Zed regained his composure, "I was just caught off guard."
Who could this woman be if not for Eva?
The only living person to know his secret of dual identities.
"That's a good excuse," Eva said as she left the desk, "But I wonder if you will use the same excuse if I catch you again in the future."
"That would never happen," Zed said with a smile, "I always thought I would meet you in this form but never like this."
"Aren't surprises the best?" Eva asked after she arrived in front of him.
"Yes, they are amazing," Zed looked around the room. It was a classroom but with dark shadows stretching all over the walls, "Surely you didn't use the domain to only surprise me."
"What if I say that was exactly my intention?" Eva sat on his lap with her lips dangerously close to his, "I also wanted to see how father-to-be is doing in his studies."
Zed's smile turned stiff at the unexpected remark.
"Never thought you were a man with a sense of responsibilities," Eva's lips brushed with his for a second, "So you could imagine the shock I had when Agatha told me you are trying to become a good father."
"Haha," Zed gave a hollow laugh. Even he was surprised that he didn't run away from his responsibilities after learning the truth about Hope's paternity.
"Is Agatha aware the father of her child is a student?" Eva asked while one of her hands moved towards his pant.
"No," Zed answered while her hand rubbed on the top of his pant.
"Now that's not a proper behavior," Eva felt his hardon through the fabric of pant, "And I'm not talking about the behavior of your cock."
Zed's hardon was growing every second by the teasing of Eva.
"I couldn't tell her," Zed answered trying to focus his attention away from her hand on his cock.
He knew she wanted to tease him for all the antics he has pulled over the years.
"Why not?" Eva's another hand opened the zip of his pant.
"Because she is not a master of deception like you," Zed felt her palm covering his cock.
"That was such a mean thing to say," Eva stroked him once before stopping, "Is this your opinion for someone who helped you in becoming a billionaire?"
"Yes," Zed leaned forward to kiss her while his right hand moved on the back of her neck to hold her. He kissed on her soft lips and then his tongue forcefully barged in her mouth to savor her sweet taste.
Eva moved her hands on his back as she reciprocated the kiss with equal passion. Her tongue entangled with his and for a moment they were lost in each other's taste.
"That was another wrong behavior," Eva said after the kiss broke, "And not suiting the persona of your current form."
"You are right," Zed closed his eyes as he started transforming into his other self, "I even had a moment of an identity crisis due to you."
Eva looked on with a smile as he transformed into Kiba. It was her first time seeing him transforming but she has known about his secret from a month. (Chapter 34).
"Shall we resume?" Kiba asked his hands wrapped around her back.
"Nope," Eva turned into a shadow and she disappeared from his grasp.
The next moment, she was on the desk in her normal self.
"That's such an evil thing to do," Kiba teleported behind her, "You have to take the responsibility."
Eva turned around and saw his raging hardon pointed towards her. She leaned below and gave the head of his cock a light kiss. She opened her lips to take him inside while her hand lightly rubbed on his balls.
Kiba pushed a hand on the back of her hand as he pushed his cock to the depths of her throat. He has always believed If there was a paradise on Earth then it was in the form of Eva.
He closed his eyes as she bobbed up and down on his cock. Her tongue licked over the shaft of his cock even during the moment he was inside her.
"That should be enough for taking over my responsibilities," Eva said as she slide his cock out of her mouth, "Besides you are the one who has no sense of responsibilities."
"Really?" Kiba asked as he brought his hands on the back of her skirt.
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Thirty-five minutes later~
Kiba was lying exhausted on Eva's lap.
"So why are you here?" Kiba asked as he left her lap to dress up. He knew her enough to know she wasn't here to have fun.
"To make sure my favorite man to die soon so I came here," Eva said with a smile.
Kiba looked at her with surprise as a sense of deja vu came over him. He has used similar words after he warned her about Sky Fiend Group.
"What do you mean?" Kiba asked he wore his clothes.
"The investigators are looking up the incident four years ago," Eva said with her smile fading, "I'm not sure of the details but they are trying to retrieve the memories of a slum dweller."
"What do you mean?" Kiba asked with a frown.
"The slum dweller was someone who has escaped from Castor Damon's clutches before the expedition took place," Eva answered with a slight trace of worry on her face, "I'm sure you know what it means for Zed if they found ."
Kiba wasn't surprised she could connect the dots between the incident and Zed. She has helped him smuggle the lab equipment and help him in many of his money-making schemes.
"You don't have to worry about me," Kiba said as a smile returned on his face, "I doubt they would have information about Zed in those memories since there were hundreds of slum dwellers along with me. And even if they did, it is fine."
"How is it fine?" Eva was surprised by his relaxed attitude.
She was sure the investigators didn't give much thought to slum dwellers during the investigation four years ago. Back then, Zed has stayed lowkey for almost a year while he made his entrance as Kiba half a year later after the incident.
But now it was different. Zed was popular in the city with his rags to riches story. If the investigators found even the least bit of sign about him in the memories then they would be suspicious.
While retrieving memories might take time but sooner or later the memories would be with the investigators. Who knows what that slum dweller has seen and recorded in his memories?
"You really think I never planned for this scenario?" Kiba asked her with a smirk.
"You expected this?" Eva was caught off guard by his words.
"No," Kiba shook off his head, "But I planned just in case if anyone learns I was present during the expedition."
Back then he was a survivalist of the sort. He has prepared for worst case scenario so he let his Zed form stay in the slum for an entire year in order to avoid suspicion of investigators.
In that time, not only he has made his entrance as Kiba but also created Claudia. Both him and Claudia has made a plan for any possible situation.
"I came here for nothing," Eva sighed. She has believed she would be able to return the favor she owned him.
"No, I appreciate the warning," Kiba kissed her on the cheeks, "I can now make sure I don't have to use those stressful preparations."
"You mean?" Eva could understand his intent behind the words.
"Why go through the trouble later on when you can prevent it?" Kiba asked with a smile.
"Haah~ I feel bad for them," Eva sighed.
"Eva," Kiba looked at her in the eyes.
"Hmm?" Eva looked back at him.
"You are truly my favorite girl," Kiba's eyes were filled with affection.
"Cheeky rascal," Eva knew his style so she wasn't fooled, "Use this words on a maiden and you would definitely get to sleep with her."
Chapter 119 The Revolutionary!
"Only naive maidens would fall for your words," Eva took her dress from the desk, "Or women who are hypnotized by your charm."
"I wasn't lying," Kiba ran his hand on her hairs.
Eva let him go on as she dressed up.
"There is something I wanted to ask," Kiba's expression turned solemn, "Do you know about Dharma Chakra?"
"What?" Eva was startled.
"Dharma Chakra," Kiba repeated again. He was sure she knew something given her reaction.
"I heard you the first time," Eva's expression turned normal, "Just surprised you would be interested in it given your dreams."
"I am forced to have some interest," Kiba gave a sigh as he briefly explained her about the attack of Psychic Hunter.
"Dharma Chakra is an organization with very strict requirements for enrollment," Eva explained what she knew, "Technically, it is similar to religious sect of the past in some ways. Anyone who joins it has to respect the Cause of Dharma Chakra."
"How powerful is it?" Kiba didn't care about the belief of the organizations.
The vision and objectives of organizations were just to fool lower rank members. The true belief of any organization was always profit and power for the top echelons.
"I don't know," Eva shook off her head, "But it has the support from the nine families and other factions."
"Why would the nine families support an independent organization when they have the world government?" Kiba asked surprised.
"No idea," Eva answered, "Maybe due to internal rivalry lead to this or perhaps it has something to the Cause of Dharma Chakra."
"I see," Kiba sighed in disappointment. He hasn't learned anything substantial.
"Most likely that monk is a member for Dharma Chakra which would explain his reverence and fear," Eva said in a concluding tone."
"Yeah," Kiba could only let go of Dharma Chakra for now, "Time to prevent another trouble before it bites me."
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Dream Rise House.
"Never thought the 'borrowing' we did would be used in such a fashion," Kiba's attention was on a virtual screen as he made some arrangements, "This should be enough to make sure nothing goes wrong."
[[I feel bad for both sides]]
"The choice is between them and us," Kiba said as a droid cut his hairs short and then dyed them black, "Would you prefer to use our other arrangements just for their sake?"
Kiba further wore brown eye lens while taking on a black jacket and covering his hands with dark gloves.
[[Of course not.]]
"Then just let go with this," Kiba put a heavily modified Guy Fawkes mask on his face, "I have always wanted to do some role-playing."
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Delta Police Headquarters.
Fifth Floor.
Three main investigators, two junior investigators, and ten local police members came out of a forensic room.
In the corridor, dozens of police staff were going on for their duty. There were even civilians on the floor who were mainly the spouses of the investigators and local officers. They were here to meet them during the lunchtime since normally they wouldn't get time due to the busy investigation.
"Davis, could we really get something useful from the brain of that slum insect," A woman named Tamara asked. She was the wife of Davis and they were both parts of the main investigation team.
"I don't know," Davis answered, "But we have to reinvestigate everything."
"But with a fresh perspective," A man named Allan added. He was a junior investigator.
"Yeap," A woman in thirties named Ellen agreed. She was a civilian but could be here since she was a fiancee of Allan.
"Let's wait for the result," Davis glanced back at the forensic room, "Doctor would retrieve the memories in few hours."
RUMBLEEEE~!
The entire floor shook heavily while the ceiling started cracking apart. Dust and debris filled the air as the rumbling increased further.
Everyone on the floor lost their balance and they either collided to the wall or fell on the floor.
"What's going on?" Allan was horrified as he tried to stand.
"Are we under attack?" Ellen took the support of a chair nearby.
"It shouldn't be," An officer name Jason said, "There are multiple layers of force field outside. We would long before if an attack happened on the building."
"Y-yeah but how would you explain this?" Tamara cleaned the dust from her clothes.
The entire floor was in chaos while the emergency measures activated. The alarms were going in full force and the officers regained their composure to find out the truth.
"Here is a gift," A loud voice came from the end of the floor, "Please enjoy."
"What?!" Allan looked with eyes wide open as he saw fifteen grenades rushing towards them. He was sure the grenades were more powerful than they could handle even with their abilities.
He gritted his teeth and lied down on the floor. His body was absorbed by the floor as if he has become one with it.
Tamara's body became a mirage of light as she dodged the grenades. Davis' outer body transformed into a rock shell while others similarly used their abilities to save themselves.
BOOOOM
Green flames of explosion engulfed the entrance of the forensic room. The glass doors melted like wax and the walls burned like they were made of oil.
Inside, a sixty-year-old doctor has stood up from the floor. Some distance away, an old man was strapped on a chair.
The doctor's eyes bulged in shock as he saw rays of white light covering the old man. The next moment, the old man disappeared as if he was a phantom.
"No!" The doctor rushed to the chair but then he sensed something. He turned around in complete horror to see green flames engulfing him.
"AHHHHH!" The doctor released heart-wrenching screams as his body incinerated into ashes...
Outside, Allan, Tamara, Davis, and others were startled to see themselves completely safe. They looked back and saw the green flames wreaking havoc in the forensic room.
"Doctor!" Allan shouted.
"The aim was the forensic room!" Jason muttered in realization.
"Hey, don't be so jealous," The voice from before reverberated on the floor, "We have gifts for you as well. "
The survivors turned around and saw a man with Guy Fawkes mask walking forward along with twelve droids. Every single droid was having a laser gun pointed at the people on the floor.
"We have to give gifts in order of seniority," The masked man said, "The doctor was the oldest so we have to entertain him the first."
"Who the heck are you?" Davis gritted his teeth in anger at the loss of doctor and the forensic facility along with the memories of the slum dweller.
"We're the foot soldiers of the revolution," the masked man answered, "The ones who would gift you all death for the atrocities you have committed."
"You are a terrorist?!" Allan asked in shock.
"No," the masked man shook off his head, "We are revolutionaries."
"Don't give yourself a fancy name," Davis' hand bulged as it transformed into a rock hammer, "Everyone from The Nation of Terror is a terrorist."
"That's a funny thing to say," the masked man said as he stepped forward, "You government have committed the worst crimes on humanity and yet you call us terrorists when we are trying to free this world?"
"Save your speech for the afterlife," Davis and others were ready for the battle, "You are not going to survive."
"We live and die for the revolution," The masked man took out another grenade from his jacket, "What about you?"
Davis and others flinched and rushed back.
"Such corrupt hearted men," The masked man removed the firing pin from the grenade, "Only a corrupted heart fears death."
"Fuck! He is truly a fanatic just like those in the explosion at Sakura City!" Allan covered his vitals with his ability. (Chapter 41).
"It is not working?" The masked man muttered seeing the grenade in his hand didn't explode, "I apologize."
"Motherfucker!" Jason was sure the masked man was toying with them.
"Die!" Davis rushed forward with his fist targetting the masked man. From the other end, Tamara became a mirage of light as she dashed along.
The others similarly attacked with some aiming at the masked man while others at the droids.
A local police officer collided his fist and yellow waves originated from the point of contact. The waves flew towards the masked man.
BANG!
The floor shook and the tiles shattered while dust and smoke engulfed the entire floor.
"Impossible!" Davis' eyes almost left the socket as the smoke cleared, "How can this be?!"
He has believed his rock fist would land on the masked man. The attack has indeed successfully launched but it was stopped by a single finger!
The masked man was standing in a relaxed attitude with his right hand slightly forward. A single finger has collided with the fist!
The outcome?
The rock hand was shattering as a powerful force originated from the finger and invaded Davis' hand.
"URGHH!" Davis' entire hand broke in fragments of rock.
Meanwhile, Tamara who has rushed at the masked man with a speed of light was in mid-air. Her face was devoid of any color as she struggled to breath.
She looked below and saw a hand clenching her neck.
"H-how can he counterattack at my speed?" Tamara thought as she struggled to grasp air.
The yellow waves of destruction were repelled back at the officer who created them.
"NOOOO!" The officer cried as his body suffered from his own ability. His body bulged like a balloon and he exploded.
The others were slightly better with droids not killing them. They were only overpowered.
Swoosh~!
"The power of revolution would not be stopped by the might of corruption," The masked man said as he released his grip on Tamara.
He snapped his fingers and a gale of air pushed all his enemies on the floor.
"You son of a bitch," Jason cursed loudly, "We are not corrupted!"
"Yes," Davis chimed in suppressing the pain, "We live an honest life with our families!"
"My husband is right!" Tamara said her fave gained color.
"Is that so?" The masked man then looked around the room where both civilians and officers were lying on the floor, "This entire room is filled with greed and corruption but you say otherwise."
"We have done no wrong!" Davis disagreed.
"Really?" The masked man crouched in front of him, "You are having a beautiful wife but so many men out there are single without ever tasting the sweetness of a woman."
"What are you talking about?" Davis couldn't understand how his marital status has anything to do with revolution,
"Isn't this greed to keep your wife with yourself when other men have never enjoyed a fine woman as yours?" The masked man asked.
"YOU!" Davis' looked at him with tongue-tied and hate.
"Then there is you," The masked man gazed at Tamara, "There are so many men with better personality and appearance but yet you only cling with him. Isn't this sign of a corrupt heart to discriminate?"
Tamana's heart beat rapidly as the words set in her mind.
How can the selection of her husband be a discrimination against other men?
No! Just what type of corruption and greed this man was even talking about?!
Just what sort of revolutionary he was?!