Third Person POV.
Sloppy sounds echoed in the mayor's room, followed by the muffled moans of a slender woman with unruly raven hair. She was one of the mayor's pleasure girls.
The man's deep grunts flew into the air as the woman beneath him struggled to keep up with his deep thrusts. Her unruly hair tousling over the arm of the couch as the mayor narrowed deeper into her.
Her eyes were shut in bliss, a complete contrast to her gaped mouth that spilled out her cries of untamed ecstasy.
The town's people thought of the four rulers as morally righteous men they could repose their trusts in, little did they know about the abounding secrets of these men.
All the Four rulers wanted was for people to bow at their mercy. Just like the supernaturals, they loved power. Hence, their
