The Return of the Cannon Fodder Trillion Heiress - Chapter 210

Chapter 210: Chapter 210 The Target
Leo’s usually silent demeanor transformed as he locked eyes with Hera, a fierce intensity burning in his gaze. Hera, retrieving the pill bottle from her bag, found her hand trembling involuntarily under his penetrating stare. She felt as though she were being scrutinized by a predator, poised to pounce and consume her at any moment.

Despite her nerves, Hera opened the pill bottle. “Hera…” Leo’s voice, laced with intimacy, reached her ears, intensifying her insecurity. His penetrating gaze added to her unease, causing her stomach to churn incessantly. This level of nervousness was unprecedented for Hera; even when she first encountered Leo in similar circumstances, she hadn’t reacted so strongly.

Leo’s hoarse voice almost croaked pitifully as he tried to convey his discomfort to Hera. “I don’t feel good.” Despite his efforts, he couldn’t ignore the growing hardness in his shaft, which seemed to intensify with each passing moment, even though his mind wasn’t dwelling on anything indecent. Initially, he attributed it to inappropriate thoughts, dismissing the possibility of being drugged.

Leo’s confidence in the security measures of the Dragon Palace Hotel and the integrity of its staff initially led him to dismiss any concerns about being drugged. After Dave raised the alarm and Leo felt the growing warmth around his navel, reminiscent of his encounter with Hera at the auction house, he realized that Dave’s suspicion was warranted. Despite this realization, both Dave and Hera appeared unaffected. Unlike the esteemed young minister, Leo was now recognized simply as a manager in the Hendrix Corporation, lacking the same prominence as Dave, so, it would be impossible for him to be the target this time.

Leo deduced that the unfolding events weren’t targeted at him, but rather at the young minister in their group. Hera also considered this possibility, recalling Athena’s prior warning that Dave would likely be the initial target of drugging and potentially becoming involved with the female lead. However, Athena’s information had been somewhat ambiguous, leaving Hera uncertain about the specifics of the situation. She had only taken basic precautions, giving Dave a bottle of anaphrodisiac and a warning as a preventive measure, as she lacked precise details about the timing and location of the potential incident.

Dave’s adherence to Hera’s advice paid off, as he always carried the bottle of pills with him, providing an additional layer of protection. His cautiousness was commendable, and Hera felt relieved that he had followed her guidance. However, the unexpected twist was that it wasn’t Dave who was drugged, but Leo instead.

Hera couldn’t shake off the guilt of involving Leo in the mess; she never imagined that their closeness would lead to this outcome. Her thoughts were interrupted by a warm, moist sensation touching her palm, swiftly moving to her lips. Initially a gentle peck, it escalated into a series of feather-light kisses, with Leo gradually intensifying his actions, softly sucking on her lips.

Hera hadn’t heard what Leo said earlier because she was lost in her own thoughts. Leo, misinterpreting her silence, proceeded cautiously with his advances. He tenderly kissed Hera’s palm, his eyes veiled with desire, fixated on her. Each kiss was accompanied by a gentle rub of his nose against her skin before he gradually moved higher.

Leo’s gaze remained fixed on Hera, oblivious to the bottle of pills in her hands. Every ounce of his attention was directed towards her, his entire being consumed by an overwhelming desire. “Hera, I can’t take it anymore…” he confessed, his voice trembling with urgency as he struggled to contain his emotions. A tingling sensation coursed through him, accompanied by a rush of heat to his lower half.

Hit by a tidal wave of desire, Leo felt his primal instincts overpowering his rationality. The inner struggle was decidedly one-sided; his mind struggled to keep pace with his body’s urgent demands. Unlike his mind, his body remained brutally honest, driven solely by instinct. Yet amidst the turmoil, one thing remained clear: if he had been drugged and the person before him wasn’t Hera, he might have retained a shred of control, resorting to self-harm to thwart any unwanted advances—a desperate attempt to avoid betraying the woman he loved. But now, faced with the object of his deepest desires and love, his resistance faltered, his struggle against his longing all but extinguished.

Perhaps deep down, he yearned to possess her completely, to shelter her from the world’s grasp and safeguard her from any who might seek to steal her away. Yet, simultaneously, he revered her as his soon-to-be wife, his equal in every sense. It was his profound respect for her that kept him tethered, but even this thread was perilously close to unraveling. Hera’s lack of resistance only stoked the flames of desire within him, propelling him higher and higher, as if soaring amidst the clouds.

The drug’s potency far exceeded that of the air-base aphrodisiac perfume he had encountered previously. Now coursing through his digestive system and infiltrating his bloodstream, its effects were intensified, rendering him powerless to control his own mind. His body seemed to operate independently, betraying his will and engaging in actions he vehemently opposed.

He felt akin to a ravenous dog, long deprived of sustenance, finally faced with the very meal he had yearned for. It was as if he had spent years merely gazing upon the food, unable to taste or indulge in its richness, a poignant reminder of his solitude and longing. Now, with it tantalizingly close, he found himself unable to contain his excitement. Every suppressed emotion, meticulously leashed over the years, is now strained against its restraints, threatening to burst forth in an unrestrained flood.

Leo’s fervent kisses enveloped Hera, rendering her mind a whirlwind of sensation, her thoughts dissipating in the heat of the moment. Each kiss conveyed Leo’s overwhelming desire, igniting a fire within Hera that blazed uncontrollably. With gentle bites, Leo teased her lips, coaxing forth a primal longing. His fervor intensified, each kiss an impassioned plea for deeper connection as if Leo sought to meld their very souls through their entwined lips.

As Leo’s kisses assaulted Hera’s senses, her mind became a void, starved of oxygen, unable to process the whirlwind of sensations. In the haze of the moment, Hera found herself unable to grasp how they had reached this point. Yet, buried deep within, she harbored no desire to resist Leo’s advances. His fiery kisses had ignited a passion within her that blazed uncontrollably.

In response to Leo’s passionate advances, Hera reciprocated, her surrender fueling Leo’s elation. Drawing her closer, he deepened their kiss, his hand that had previously held Hera’s hand now gently guiding her closer to his embrace. With an irresistible force, he enveloped her in his arms, effortlessly lifting her to settle upon his lap.