But soon, it deepened—his tongue slipping inside to tangle with hers, drawing out a wet, heated exchange. The quiet slurping of their kiss filled the room, blending with the soft sounds of movent.
No one stopped Luke. After all, Zhane had just explained that he was helping Hera redirect her attention so she wouldn’t feel as much pain. By that logic, Luke was simply doing the sa thing.
As Zhane continued applying the ointnt, a sudden sense of déjà vu washed over him. This scene... he had seen it before. Right—back when he had treated Hera the first ti. But then, it had been Leo in Luke’s place, kissing her just like this while Zhane put on the ointnt.
Not wanting to be left out, the other two moved in as well. Dave reached for Hera’s breast, his fingers kneading the soft mound before rolling her nipple between them, flicking and tugging just enough to make her squirm.
anwhile, Rafael took her hand in his, pressing slow, deliberate kisses to each of her fingers while his thumb traced soothing circles over her palm.
Zhane, watching the scene unfold, felt a twinge of concern. If he didn’t stop this now, things would spiral into an encore of last night. Hastily, he finished applying the ointnt, then stood up and began peeling the others off Hera, who clung to her like glue.
When he finally managed to pry Luke away, Hera was already breathless, her chest rising and falling rapidly. The intensity of their touches, their teasing, had left her trembling.
A familiar warmth coiled low in her belly, spreading like wildfire. If Zhane hadn’t intervened, she might have let herself get carried away—might not have minded going for another round at all.
The realization startled Hera—when had she beco so imrsed in this? The wild side of her, which she had never acknowledged before, seed to thrive in their presence.
A flicker of unease crept in, making her question herself, but she quickly pushed the thought aside.
Zhane carried her back into the room, helping her slip into her dress before they all settled in to lounge around the suite. Hera had no desire to return ho just yet.
The paparazzi were undoubtedly still lurking outside the hotel, waiting for any opportunity to pounce.
Since they couldn’t get inside and had no way of locating Dave, Zhane, and Rafael—the very n caught in the scandal with Alice and the other woman—the reporters would be desperate for a statent. Until the dia frenzy died down, staying put was their best option.
More importantly, they wanted Alice and the other woman to remain in the spotlight for now. If they showed up and drew attention to themselves, all their efforts would be wasted.
To ensure their plan stayed on course, Dave, Zhane, and Rafael decided to turn off their phones after noticing the flood of calls and ssages from their families—especially Dave, given his political background.
At that mont, Hera suddenly rembered her best friend, Athena. She had almost forgotten about her since Athena had been unusually silent the entire ti. Feeling a pang of guilt, Hera quickly grabbed her phone and called her.
The first two rings went unanswered, and just as she was about to assu Athena wouldn’t pick up, the call connected on the third ring.
"Hello, babe?" Athena’s voice was hoarse and barely above a whisper.
Hera’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. Athena’s voice sounded just like hers—raspy and exhausted. But in Hera’s case, it was because she had been kept awake by four n, moaning, begging for rcy, or just plain screaming. So then... what about Athena?
A sudden spark of curiosity ignited within Hera—her thirst for gossip flaring to life.
"What’s up? I heard you’re staying in the other presidential suite. Wanna co over?" Hera offered. Now that she and the four n were all decently dressed and just lounging around, she felt confident inviting Athena over.
"Nah, I’ll pass. I feel like my body’s been run over by a truck," Athena groaned without a second thought—completely unaware of how her words might be misinterpreted. Not that there was much room for misunderstanding anymore.
Hera’s mind instantly flashed back to how she had felt after her first night with the others, making her even more certain that sothing had happened to Athena. But just as quickly, she dismissed the idea.
After all, she knew that Athena had been with Zen last night. From what she had seen of the two together, they didn’t seem like the type to get involved romantically. Both were in a phase of enjoying their single lives, uninterested in relationships.
If anything had happened between them, she was sure at least one of them would have done their best to steer clear of any complications.
What Hera didn’t realize was that, despite their aversion to relationships, Athena and Zen were like kindred spirits—free to fool around without attachnt. However, while Zen talked a big ga, he was actually quite innocent and unprepared for what had transpired between them.
The experience had left him shocked and overwheld. Athena, on the other hand, had also gone through her first-ti again in this life, but rather than being shaken by it, she had thoroughly enjoyed it.
In fact, she was the one who kept pulling Zen back for more, which left him utterly drained and in complete disbelief. His mind struggled to process what had happened, leaving him montarily short-circuited.
So, while Hera couldn’t quite picture it, that was exactly what had happened. Athena chose not to tell her, and the n around her, who had witnessed Zen stumbling out of Athena’s room, also kept their mouths shut.
"Babe, I gotta give you a thumbs up, by the way," Athena said. "I just opened my phone, and I thought I’d see you trending because my family officially recognized you as their goddaughter. But nope! Instead, Alice’s downfall was all over the internet. I never expected you to pull off sothing like this against the so-called female lead. You really are my best disciple."
Then, without waiting for Hera’s response, Athena hung up and buried herself back under the blankets. She tossed her phone aside without a second thought, completely unbothered by the fact that Zen had already slipped away.
Hera stared at her phone in surprise. She could tell that sothing was definitely off with Athena, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on it. Instead of dwelling on it, she decided to browse the internet while the others lounged around her.
Rafael was massaging her legs and feet, her calves resting comfortably on his lap. Luke had her lying across his lap, his fingers threading through her hair as he gently massaged her scalp.
Dave sat on the carpet, his head resting against her side, while Zhane sat beside him, focused on reading so docunts on his phone. Hera had one arm casually hooked around Zhane’s shoulder. The atmosphere was calm and relaxed.
But the mont Hera refreshed her feed, she was t with absolute chaos. The internet was a warzone—and Alice was right in the middle of it all.
...
[HeraIsMySister: I never would have guessed that Alice Quinn would go as far as targeting my sister Hera’s suitor. Seriously? Is this what they call aiming too high only to co crashing down face-first? No sympathy here—she brought this on herself. Totally deserved!!!]
[HeraIsMySister: (｀∀´)ψ]
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