As a male lead, this posed a challenge, but it only fueled his determination rather than pushing him away. He saw it as an opportunity to prove himself and win over the beauty. An easy target wouldn’t be as cherished a reward as one that was hard-earned.
This only heightened their masculine instinct to pursue the prey with all their might. Unknowingly, Hera made herself more desirable to the male leads because of her guarded deanor and closed heart.
After their one-hour jog, Luke invited Hera to breakfast. Initially hesitant, Hera was reluctant to join him in his apartnt because she felt sweaty and insecure about potentially slling of sweat. Like any young woman, she cared about her appearance, especially around the opposite sex.
Luke noticed Hera’s concern and instead of ignoring it, he approached her and deliberately leaned into her ear, taking a long, intentional sniff. "You sll wonderful," he murmured in his usual gentle voice, which now carried a hint of seduction, almost purring.
Hera shivered slightly as his warm breath tickled her ear, aware that Luke was teasing her, causing her face to flush with embarrassnt.
"Would you like to shower before breakfast?" Luke asked, maintaining his close proximity to Hera. His tone carried a hint of suggestion. Though Hera couldn’t see his expression, she sensed his teasing smirk in the way he spoke, and she could even hear the slight vibration in his voice due to their closeness.
"I-I... yes." She answered, that since she needed to go the the company to et with Betty for the projection of her career after her debut using the Variety Show, she also needed to go to the university, so she could leave Luke’s apartnt and go straight to where she needed to go after their breakfast. Although Luke was acting like this, she knew that Luke never forced a woman to be intimate with him.
Given Luke’s and the other male leads’ character backgrounds, they had no prior experience with won before encountering the female lead. This lack of experience ant that when they finally did experience the pleasure and intimacy of being with a woman, they found it irresistible. However, because they were still inexperienced with won, Hera felt reassured that their interactions would likely be confined to harmless teasing.
Luke’s eyes narrowed, but he didn’t say anything more as he resud walking, maintaining his gentlemanly deanor. When they both entered the elevator, Luke exited two floors before the penthouse, allowing Hera to continue to her room. He watched her as the elevator doors slowly closed, his eyes glinting with unreadable emotions.
When Hera finally reached the penthouse, her own place, she let out a sigh of relief. She hadn’t expected it to be so intense standing before the first male lead while he teased her. She couldn’t deny that it was hard not to be affected—he was so irresistibly handso that she could literally feel the pull.
It was a feeling akin to how she felt around Leo but slightly different, sothing hard to put into words. Leo, with his domineeringly possessive deanor, had an innocent and adorable side she had glimpsed in their few interactions—a genuine reaction. In contrast, Luke, who appeared to be a gentleman, was actually the complete opposite, possessing a wild and possessively domineering nature. Despite being polar opposites, both n elicited similar feelings within her, creating a unique and confusing blend of emotions.
The similarity is still unknown to her but she could feel it.
Hera mulled over these thoughts as she showered and got ready. She then changed into white elephant slacks paired with a cream turtleneck long-sleeve top, a black slim belt, and a light brown trench coat. Without the coat, her outfit highlighted her figure in all the right places, making her look sexy yet elegant. The attire hugged her curves, showcasing her perky ass and ample chest without being overly sensual.
She also wore pearl earrings paired with a matching pearl necklace, which she doubled with a simple gold necklace to add a touch of fashionable elegance. She tied up her hair to give her features a clean and fresh look, suitable for the college girl she was. To complete her outfit, she wore cream-colored 4-inch sling shoes from Dior’s latest collection and carried a Chanel Diamond Forever bag, which featured real diamonds. Her light-colored attire made the bag stand out slightly due to its heavier color. The overall look was understatedly rich; aside from her bag, none of her clothes had visible logos that could reveal their designer origins.
Unless soone had a discerning eye, her attire would appear understated, yet it was clear that her clothes were for the wealthy who don’t need logos to prove their status. Hera felt comfortable and confident in her outfit. After all, which girl doesn’t love wearing beautiful clothes that match her mood? Hera enjoyed dressing up, not to impress others, but to feel good about herself.
After she was done, she went down the stairs.
"Young Miss, breakfast is ready," Amy said with a smile, openly admiring Hera’s beauty as she descended the stairs.
Hera suddenly rembered that she had forgotten to ntion she’d be eating breakfast out. "Amy, I’m so sorry! I forgot to tell you, a friend invited for breakfast. Please enjoy the al with Hannah. I might be late again tonight, so don’t wait up for , okay?" Her sweet smile remained unchanged as she made her way out, leaving Amy curious about the friend who had made Hera look so happy.
Hera made her way down to Luke’s floor and rang the intercom at his door. She didn’t have to wait long before the door opened. Expecting to see a maid, she was surprised to find Luke himself welcoming her. He wore a black apron, with the sleeves of his sweater rolled up to his elbows, a sight that made her smile.
He looked holy, almost like a housewife, yet his masculinity remained undeniably prominent. His strong forearms were on display, and his sweater subtly highlighted his collarbone and long neck, giving him an effortlessly sexy appearance.
When he saw her at the entrance, he gave her an admiring once-over before breaking into a wide smile. "You look stunning," he effortlessly complinted before inviting her inside. Leading her to the dining table, he insisted she stay out of the kitchen while he returned to cooking. His whole place exuded minimalistic simplicity, adorned with dark wood, gold accents, and touches of white and grey. Unlike her penthouse, Luke’s apartnt spanned a single floor but boasted three guest rooms, a master bedroom, an entertainnt room, and a living area that extended into a spacious dining zone, albeit not as vast as hers.
But his apartnt was spotless and organized, devoid of any signs of another occupant, exhibiting a ticulous symtry that hinted at a touch of OCD. Luke moved effortlessly in the open kitchen, visible to Hera as she watched him. His hair was slightly tousled, suggesting he hadn’t bothered to comb it before diving into cooking. Despite this, he appeared relaxed and unexpectedly appetizing, more so than the food he was preparing.
’So early in the morning! My goodness, brain, can you give a break?’ she muttered inwardly, her thoughts veering into less-than-holy territory.
He unexpectedly glanced up and t Hera’s gaze before a smug smirk curled his lips, clearly pleased with himself. Hera felt her face flush with embarrassnt at being caught openly staring at him. Before she could look away, Luke ran his finger along the edge of the bowl he was whisking, then sensually sucked the mixture off his fingertip, his eyes locked provocatively with hers.
He was openly seducing her. Hera felt her neck tense as she saw Luke’s predatory eyes locked on her. After he sensually pulled his index finger from his mouth, he licked it again, sending her a devilishly handso grin that caused Hera’s core to tighten. Luckily, she managed to maintain a blank expression, but Luke seed unfazed by her lack of reaction to his blatant seduction and continued cooking as if nothing had happened.
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