Chapter 6: A Divine grade Sugar baby

{A big shout-out to my new pátron 'Sebastian Vasquez' for joining the Divine Eminence tier on my Pátreon. Thanks for the support. ≧◠ᴥ◠≦✊}

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"People tell us who they are...but we ignore them because we want them to be who we want them to be."

- Don Draper, (Mad Men)

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<(Atem POV)>

"I am Adam Giotem, Selene is my sugar mommy. A pleasure to meet you." I answered with the most serious face I could muster.

"Wait, you are a sugarbaby... ah, I mean nice to meet you." Pepper corrected herself before saying anything insulting to me and tried to keep a neutral and inexpressive face.

"A sugar mommy huh? Talk of the best type of sugar." Tony could not help but make a quip with a snarky smile on his face, looking quite proud of himself.

"TONY!" Pepper lightly hit the billionaire on the side of his ribcage with her elbow to shut him up.

"What? He said it first." He complained like a kid.

"No, it's alright Miss Potts. I actually agree with him, it is the best type of sugar. Maybe you should try it out one day too by taking up a sugar baby of your own. I am pretty sure Tony wouldn't mind. After all, he had quite a number of those in the past." I teased the pair. Pepper looked a little flustered at this as she awkwardly chuckled while Tony just looked annoyed at my suggestion as he looked at Pepper to try to determine if she was seriously considering it.

"If you do decide to take one up Pepper, don't forget to ring me up for the position. I think I can be a good enough sugar daddy or a sugar baby even at this age depending on which you prefer. I mean the events that happened with me last month did take a couple of years of my life." Tony joked, acting like what happened to him was not at all a traumatic experience.

It seems that he loves putting up a strong act with a 'don't care' attitude in front of people. I would have liked to know more about his thoughts and stuff and maybe even copy all the knowledge currently in his brain but it's beneath my flimsy set of moral rules and more importantly, because something is actively blocking me from accessing his and Pepper's mind, probably some device of his that he made for himself and shared with Pepper to not get mind raped by random telepaths.

Well, he is a genius billionaire in charge of the biggest defense company in the world, so it's a fact that he would at least have some basic defense against mind-controlling mutants, especially in this universe where the existence of 'metahumans' was public knowledge and there even has been a lot of 'wars' between metahuman factions already as well as countless metahuman protests for equal rights.

"Jokes aside Miss Selene, you normally don't attend parties. You didn't even come to my 25th bikini-themed birthday party I invited you to. I thought you were always working because you are more or less the authority of the Genosha council, so may I ask how I had such an honor of having you as my guest today." Tony even though tried his best to keep a straight face, his words still came out more as a joke instead of a genuine question.

"You overestimate me too much Mr. Stark. I do my part of the work but it doesn't mean I work all the time. Also, I am not the head of the council. Nobody is the head of the council, that is why it's called a council. As for the true head of our... race and land, it's our messiah, the..."

"I know I know. The god of metahumans and the patron god of Genosha, Atem. Quite a good marketing gimmick actually. Ruling an entire country by using the name of a god whom no nonpowered human had ever seen or whose photo had never been captured by any device. Now, how can anyone doubt that?" Tony interrupted with a shrug.

"Tony, that's someone's religious sentiment. You can't just..." Pepper began to admonish her boss. She was seriously worried about damaging the relations between the USA and Genosha just because of Tony's loose mouth.

"No, it's okay Miss Potts. We don't mind. In fact, you are quite right, Mr. Stark. You see, humans are never meant for peace. Humans always strive for war, they strive to conquer whether it is for love or money, resources or land, religion or color, or even if it's just to show how strong they are. But they do it nonetheless. They don't want to unite and live in peace. Same with metahumans, they aren't anything special except the fact that they can do a few minor tricks here and there.

So we have to give them a reason not to go to war, not to fight among themselves, not to kill each other. And that's where god comes in, any god that is. The very possibility of the existence of a god makes you afraid to freely pursue your desire for war and chaos. Your belief, your fear, your promises, and the ideals provided by the god you believe in, keep you chained to your humanity. But this new age has been slowly corrupting those ideals from people's minds, making them bolder and more audacious to do whatever they wish. And, that's where the New Gods of which Atem is the King differ from these Old Gods. Instead of sitting in their high thrones, they exist among humans to make sure they don't kill themselves." I said trying to keep the image of Atem squeaky clean.

"Well, whatever. I am an atheist, so I don't even care. But you Mr. Sugarbaby do have quite some views on stuff. You sure you are not some philosopher or anything?" Tony chuckled as he took a glass of champagne from a passing waiter and sipped from it.

"No, I am just a really lucky person. But still thanks for the praise, I made that up on the spot." I said knowing that my view seemed so attractive to them only because of my 'Golden Rule' ability which made more or less everything about me supernaturally charming.

In fact, I had to keep the ability at a bare minimum all the time to not daze everyone around me. After all, there had been some weak-willed humans who had begun quivering at my feet the moment they laid their eyes on me due to my ability.

"I don't normally give praises, so you can rest assured that you are definitely as good as any boring philosophy teacher from the most reputed universities... Is that Emma Frost, the chairwoman of Meta Platforms?" Tony stopped in the middle of his sentence and suddenly asked with some underlying grievance and awe hidden in his voice as he looked in a certain direction.

Wow, he really has a short attention span, doesn't he? I guess he is not really adept at communicating with people who have an equal or higher social standing than him since he is more or less supposed to be the brain behind the company while Stane was the one who dealt with interactions like that.

"Seems so," I said as I noticed a beautiful blonde ice queen wearing a white corset and a fluffy rabbit fur scarf walking towards us with some slight annoyance visible on her pretty face.

"Ahh Mis Frost, it seems you have finally decided to partner with Stark Industries since I just got the news of your firm buying huge amounts of our shares from some of the scaredy cat investors," Tony said with a confident voice thinking that she was here to propose an official partnership between Meta International and Stark Industries.

"Mr. Stark? You are here too? I thought you would still be in a wheelchair from your injuries. I heard that terrorists like to sexually abuse their prisoners, are you sure that you don't need some more rest?" She asked as she raised one of her eyebrows curiously and took a look at Tony from head to toe.

"I assure you, Miss Frost, that I wasn't sexually abused at all. I am a very hard person to abuse especially by male terrorists." He answered with a frown.

"Oh, good for you." She said as she turned towards me, "I hope you are not bored without me, darling. I was a little caught up with my sister. Apparently, someone forgot to tell me that my dear sister was also being invited to the party." Emma suddenly kissed my cheeks affectionately before throwing a glare towards Selene which the dark-haired metahuman sorceress completely ignored.

And with just a single kiss Emma officially ruined my fun act. I was having so much fun with this sugar baby thing and now I would have to stop the joke... unless...

"Hmm? Wait you know him?" Tony asked with confusion and subtle envy visible on his face.

"Yeah, of course, I know him. He is..."

"Adam Giotem. And yes, we do know each other since she is also my sugar mommy. As you know it's legal in Genosha to have multiple legal partners as long as all parties are willing. So if one can have multiple husbands and wives, why not multiple sugar mommies too?" I interrupted her and explained by spinning the most outlandish lie ever.

"..." Tony became absolutely silent as he just stood there with a blank look on his face as it seemed like he was having trouble processing the gears in his head.

"I see. Well, we respect the customs and culture of every country here, so you do not have to worry or even care about people judging you. We will make sure of it. Just enjoy the party as best as you can. Let's go, Tony. We need to welcome the other guests too." Pepper broke out of her shock before Tony and skillfully managed the situation without coming off as rude while she tried to drag away the startled billionaire philanthropist.

"Huh? Okay. I guess we will meet again Miss Frost, Miss Gallio and... Mr. Giotem... By the way Pepper, what do you think about moving to Genosha? I think we can have a much better life as their official citizens. Hell, I might even accept their god if it means I can have a legal harem for myself." He muttered.

Maybe I should tell him how hard it is to actually maintain a harem to keep your lovers from getting sexually frustrated and cheating behind your back. You definitely have to have some sort of supernatural sexual skill or huge stamina or a really massive dick to avoid all that.

However, maybe a bunch of Ironman suits can do it too for him.

"Sugar mommy?" Emma asked while tilting her head slightly trying to appear cute, something she learned from Jean

"I'll tell you later. Let's just enjoy the party now and continue doing what we were originally doing." Looking for potential members to fill the ranks of the outer circle of the Hellfire Club, the more public arm of my own secret organization, the League.

Yeah, I know I told you guys that I want to take it easy and stuff but you can never have too much power you know. One can always obtain some more for a rainy day.

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