The Sinful Life of The Emperor

Everyone knew who Kiba was and his status as the Councilperson, and yet they were surprised after meeting him in person. He was polite, greeting everyone at the venue with a smile.

"Is he really the infamous pussy hound!?"

The guests couldn't help but wonder.

"The one who can destroy Alphas with a snap of a finger!"

"Perhaps he has changed!"

Morgan, who was observing Kiba, theorized.

"He must have grown out of the antics that made him infamous in the Delta City and Desolate Blood Forest!

Morgan wasn't sure of his theory, though. He had heard about Happiness Inc and the work it carried out.

"It doesn't really matter! His presence here is doing wonders for me! That's all that matters!"

Morgan suppressed a smile and invited Kiba inside the resort. Kiba nodded and followed Morgan to a party hall.

"We will have a small function here," Morgan explained. "So please have a seat."

"Sure."

Kiba was guided to the table reserved for the groom and bride's parents. Suzane sat across him, disregarding his presence.

"Please don't mind her," Morgan whispered in his ear and sat to his right.

Kiba smiled.

The bride's parents also took their seats, with Kriti's mother – Ravina – sitting to Kiba's left. She was dressed in a pink "saree," paired with a contrasting green sleeveless blouse.

Kiba eyed her without letting anyone know.

Her strappy blouse came with a plunging neckline, making it difficult to believe this gorgeous woman was the mother of a nineteen-year-old bride.

Kiba turned to her husband – Ramesh – a middle-aged man with a beer belly. He then glanced at Morgan and sighed.

"Just how do these guys get such sensual-looking wives!?"

Kiba placed a hand over his chin and pondered.

In his career as a Wife Hunter, barely 10% of husbands were handsome enough to deserve hot wives.

"Is it good karma, or just the Fate showing beauty and ugly are the two sides of the same coin?"

Kiba felt he needed to write a thesis on this.

In the meantime, on the stage, a group of bride's and groom's friends arrived. The music started, and they began dancing.

A few minutes passed, and the group pulled Olly and Kriti to the stage. The two lovebirds smiled and tuned themselves to the romantic music.

"They will make a terrific couple!" Ravina remarked, her eyes tearing up with happiness.

"They sure do," Kiba agreed while noting everyone's attention was on the stage.

So quickly, he placed his hand on her saree-covered thigh, startling her.

Ravina looked at him with pure shock.

Surely he couldn't be doing what she thought he was doing!

That too so brazenly without any sweet talk!

Either he was crazy or just too confident in his abilities. Regardless, it wouldn't work on her!

Kiba smiled and whispered, "I know someone better than them who would make a terrific couple where it matters the most… bed!"

Ravina's face turned red while her eyes fired up.

This man…!

He was really as bold as the stories claimed!

But before she could say or even think further, his fingers slipped through the saree and arrived on her bare flesh.

His touch was pure electric, and she felt current racing into her very core.

"Aah!"

Ravina gasped loudly, her body remembering the currents of pleasure she experienced in her youth; something she had given hopes of ever experiencing again.

"What's wrong?" Ramesh asked, his attention falling on his beautiful wife.

"N-nothing," Ravina answered. "I was just surprised by Kriti's moves."

She knew she should tell her husband about Kiba's inappropriate touch, but she couldn't bring herself to.

Maybe it was because she didn't think he could face Kiba, or perhaps she liked the inappropriate touch despite being a loyal wife.

"Yes, our daughter is stunning!" Ramesh agreed with pride.

Kiba slipped his hand further, bringing it dangerously close to the end of Ravina's thighs. He didn't touch her skin, though, which shocked her.

"Why isn't he touching there!?" Ravina wondered. His hand was in her saree, but he wasn't making any skin contact.

"Forgive me," Kiba whispered and pulled his hand out. "I had forgotten you were a married woman."

"!!" Ravina's eyes widened.

He can't be serious!

When has marriage stopped him that it will do now!?

After all, wasn't he the same guy who screwed thousands of wives!?

Kiba placed the hand that had touched her close to his lips. He took a deep breath and whispered, "A pity, you smell good."

Ravina flustered.

She would be lying if she said she didn't like his compliment.

He was the man who had changed the world and the one for whom thousands of women readily opened their legs.

Yet he made a move on her now.

And if she was honest, she did find him more than attractive. He was the god of lust for her!

But she was married, and her daughter would be married tomorrow.

There was no way she could throw away her loyalty for pleasure…

Only a crazy slut would do so!

And she wasn't a slut!

"Excuse me," Kiba suddenly rose to his feet. "I need to freshen up."

Ravina was startled. The males around the table offered to guide him to the washroom, but Kiba politely declined.

"See you soon."

Kiba said and left.

Behind, Ravina stared as he walked out of the hall.

"See you soon…."

The words he spoke last echoed in her mind. She tried to not think about them and focused on the stage.

But the more she looked at her daughter and her future son-in-law, the more she thought about Kiba and his wonderful touch.

The urban legends about him followed in her mind.

She turned to her husband and whispered, "Honey, I need to speak with the caterers about dessert for tomorrow."

"Now?" Ramesh was surprised. He thought they would do it later. "Ok, then let me help you."

"No," Ravina stopped him. "One of us has to be here to cheer our daughter."

Ramesh smiled. His wife was such a devoted mother and wife.

Ravina internally sighed relief and waved goodbye to her trusting husband.

…

A minute later, Ravina arrived before the male washroom. She looked around on the corridor, and after seeing no one, she sneaked into the washroom.

~splash~

Kiba was there before the large sink, splashing cold water on his face.

"Are you here to help me freshen up?"

He slipped a hand on the small of her back, causing her to bump on him.

She couldn't reply as her attention fell on the throbbing mass pressing against her stomach.

"Surely the legends couldn't be true!"

Ravina thought, and in response to her thoughts, he guided her hands to his pants. She subconsciously pulled the zipper down and grabbed the engorged cock.

"So beautiful yet so terrifying!" Ravina exclaimed as she looked at the wonderfully sculpted cock. It was bigger than what her hands could measure, and its hardness was such that she felt her hands melt.

She started stroking it, pulling it back and forth in her warm hands.

"Seems like you are really warm to your guests."

Kiba pulled her chin up and kissed her.

…

In the hall, Morgan checked his watch and was confused.

"It has been a while since Kiba left… What's taking him so long?!"

He couldn't but ask.

"Maybe he found some woman to screw!" Ramesh answered playfully.

Morgan's face turned unsightly. He was also worried about such a possibility.

"I hope you are wrong! I don't want a scandal on the eve of the wedding!"