EMPEROR: The Untold Story
Soul in the Sheet

Let's go back to the time when Rebecca fainted.

Upon arriving at his room, the Emperor placed Adinda carefully on the bed while still kissing her tightly.

On the other hand, Adinda did not want to let go of her embrace. Both of his legs clasped the Emperor's waist and hooked possessively.

The woman also draped her hands along the Emperor's strong neck.

The man's tongue was playing, tracing every recess of Adinda's mouth. And Adinda loved it.

When their kisses were released and the Emperor traced Adinda's neck, flirting with the woman with deep kisses, so that Adinda's skin became reddish, Adinda giggled happily. "It feels like a long time ago I didn't see you. Usually I see you every day" whispered Sister as she kissed the Emperor's temple and returned to the man.

The Emperor's sturdy and strong hand, with its protruding veins and large bones, was tucked into Adinda's shirt, a strong touch of passion into Adinda's thin back.

The younger brother arch his body as both of the Emperor's thumbs pressed against his chest area.

The emperor passed the woman's clothes up. Everything without exception.

"When you ascend the throne and become mine, don't try to wear a p4kai4n d4lam while you're with me" the Emperor exclaimed.

Adinda responded with a crisp amused laugh. But not for long, the laughter again turned into d3sahan. The emperor was pranking the peak of his chest.

Until how long, I don't know, Adinda was lulled by the naughty play of the King Zafiry, which she felt many times her b1rai rose, until she felt the tongue of the Emperor in ar4a kewan1taannya, he said, and Adinda had no power to hold her screeches when the tongue went deeper.

His withered and fragile fingers squeezed the Emperor's hair, and his body reflexively opened wide to the King.

"Kai.." his his hiss between roaring breaths. "Come with me" he asked.

"Ehmh.." There was only the Emperor's lazy murmur down there.

"Kai, please," Adinda whispered.

The Emperor stopped his attack, then went up to the bed. "Let's go, my dear." he sizzled his lips. He's done 'eating'. Nectar scented his Queen, tasted sweeter than any liquid.

And his eyes glittered at Adinda.

Wild beast.

Wild and dangerous.

I'm looking for Adinda.

As he opened the sheet of cloth on his body, and Adinda saw it was fully ready, Adinda thought they would unite.

But the Emperor wanted something else.

And bring his body closer to the face of Adinda.

The body is larger than the arms of the sister. Which often makes him confused, because pain and pleasure mixed into one moment it goes into k3wanit4annya.

The Emperor's hand clasped the jaw of Adinda, asking her to open as wide as possible.

"Your tongue, in this area," the Emperor pointed out.

For a while Adinda felt careless because this was new to her. He coughed many times when he was too excited.

But he quickly learned how to tempt the Emperor.

When he lifted his face a little and saw the look on his lover's face frowning in favor, Adinda felt very happy.

So he tried his best to serve the King.

His emperor.

He pulled out his tongue, then slowly he traced the lower area, the middle area, the base area, while his fingers teased the chunks below.

Grunts from the Emperor. The man raised his hips.

"Oh my God, your hand. sssh..Began naughty yes," the Emperor snorted as he grabbed Adinda's neck.

Adinda gently squeezed the sp3rma pouch of the Emperor, until the Man hissed and raised his head.

After feeling this was the time, the girl took everything off and climbed into the Emperor's lap.

It's already very wet.

He was happy to see this tough guy in front of him helpless.

He liked to see the Emperor looking at him longingly like this.

"Eragh!" his his hisses were in pain as he slowly inserted the Emperor's body into it. Slowly, his bodily fluids helped him to devour the man's body.

Slowly, the moans turned into d3sahan.

Slowly, Adinda moved to control herself.

"I love you. My Emperor," sizzled Adinda with a frown.

"You look so beautiful at the moment," the Emperor looked up as he removed Adinda's hair from the woman's neck.

And they move in tandem, from a slow tempo, until finally their movement gets faster.

After a long time the Emperor felt his lover was exhausted, Adinda tensed many times, somehow the tiny woman in front of him experienced release. So he released Adinda's body, and she laid it next to him.

"Adinda, don't sleep yet" the Emperor sighed.

"I'm not strong anymore" murmured Adinda.

"Prepare, I'll surprise you,"

"What do you mean…?" muttered Adinda while covering her eyes with the back of her hand.

And the screech turned into a cry as the Emperor entered it and moved at a speed that Adinda could not have expected. Even to breathe Adinda did not have time.

Not yet had the surprise to think of Adinda, the Emperor had retracted his body and bent Adinda's body easily facing towards him and entered it again.

I think Adinda will lose consciousness. Not because he was exhausted, but because many times the spot was touched to the point that his body was hollow.

The Adinda remembered at the last moment, the Emperor's body was pressing firmly against her stomach from within. Until Adinda reflex slammed her nails on the King's shoulder. The pain that lingered like something forced me to go inside.

The emperor sent his seed into the womb of the Adinda.

Accompanied complaints favors the man when the release of passion.

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With trembling hands, Adinda drank the water offered by the Emperor. His throat immediately felt pain as the water flowed. How long has he been screaming? How many complaints did he complain about? His throat was dry like this…

And in front of him, the Emperor even moved as if nothing had happened just now.

Adinda observed the body of her lover. The emperor wore a kimono of silk, with the rope tied carelessly in the waist area so that his chest was open.

Perfect sculpted muscle strokes that are tempting for fingers to explore. His long black hair exceeded his shoulders. Thick and soft.

Adinda likes when squeezing strands in between her fingers.

Then the Emperor frowned, and looked up.

He smelled something.

"What did you bring?" tanyanya.

He should have realized this from the beginning, but they were in a state of slumber. A very familiar smell.

And the Emperor was astonished that Olena had not discussed anything about what Adinda had brought.

Or, is,

Olena already knew but she let the Emperor realize it himself…?

A strand of Conrad's white hair, tucked away in a handkerchief in Adinda's purse.

"God.." the Emperor sighed as he picked up the thing. "Conrad, I'm sorry." he sizzled then with tears.

**

"You why?" Gallard hugged Olena and behind and kissed the woman's neck.

Olena was crying on the roof.

Now he was crying looking towards Velladurai Castle.

"You've been here an hour. It's your longest crying duration" Gallard sighed as she flipped Olena's body to face her and wiped away the woman's rosy tears.

"Conrad," isak Olena.

"Which Conrad is this?"

"My Conrad,"

"What's going on?"

"He's going to kill himself…"

"What do you mean?"

"Gale, she's putting her hair down to Adinda. It seems he left it to Adinda to be handed over to Sister Cyril,"

"I don't understand what the impact is?"

"The same hair of Conrad, used to kill our parents, also to kill Adinda's mother. As he passed it to the King, it meant that he wanted the hair to be used. The strands of hair, or our fur, are very sharp,"

"And that means…?"

"That means. Conrad gave his blessing to the Blood Covenant, and at the same time wanted Brother Cyril to make a weapon from the strand, combined with the feathers of the three of us, in order to create a weapon,"

Olena looked at Gale wryly, "The problem... Conrad also put his soul in the strands of his hair. That means, as we melted her down, we also obliterated her soul," Olena's sobbing grew louder.

"God, she had to kill herself" Gale hugged Olena tightly while pecking at the woman's forehead.

"But after this, we can easily kill Conrad the Devil..."

**

"Sister.My soul is in this hair. When my hair is delivered to you, know that I approve of you and your sister to marry the Blood Covenant. Also, when my hair and the hair of the heirs to the throne are formed into swords, that's when I'll be killed. So you can without a doubt eliminate the figure of the Black Wolf Demon, because by then I'm already dead,"

The emperor was aware of Conrad's message.

The patriarch is clearly in the form of a spell on that strand of hair.

The spell slowly dissipated in the wind.

Conrad wanted his hair to be made into a weapon.

His sister's last will…

Thus, once this weapon is formed, the Emperor will no longer hesitate to attack the Devil and his minions.

"Call my brothers here" he said to one of his subjects, "Ah yes, also the Master Pongah,"

**