The Return of the Cannon Fodder Trillion Heiress - Chapter 445

Chapter 445: Chapter 445 Who Would Be The First?
Instead of pain, a wave of warmth surged through him, swelling his heart with a mix of excitement and satisfaction.

He could sense the delightful tension in her body—she was caught in a whirlwind of ticklish sensations and overwhelming desire.

Her reaction reassured him that Hera was equally attracted to him; her body was openly communicating this undeniable truth.

If she hadn’t been drawn to him, she would have repulsed his every touch.

Yet, despite her attempts to conceal her feelings, her actions betrayed her, revealing the magnetic pull between them.

Hera’s escalating desire for his touch was unmistakable, filling him with a sense of security and joy. It felt like a reassuring promise that he truly had a chance with her.

Regardless of the prospect of sharing her with others, what mattered most to him was simply being by her side and having her in his life.

With this realization, Dave’s actions became more deliberate and decisive.

He playfully nipped at her lower lip and pinched her nipple harder, eliciting a gasp from Hera—a blend of pain and pleasure.

Her eyes fluttered shut as she surrendered to the sensations.

At that moment, Hera was overwhelmed by desire, yearning for more of his touch and the feeling of being desired like this.

A warm sensation radiated from deep within her core that she felt coming out, wetting her pussy.

“Sir! Please, don’t go in there!” Butler Seb shouted frantically from the entrance of Dave’s room.

Although the space was large, it wasn’t completely soundproof; the old Chateau still bore the echoes of its original structure, allowing sounds from the outside to permeate through the walls.

Since he was upstairs with Hera, all the staff had been instructed to remain on the first floor, maintaining a respectful distance.

The tension in the air was palpable, a mix of urgency and concern emanating from Seb’s voice.

But right now, a commotion erupted at the entrance of the room, causing both Dave and Hera to flinch and abruptly halt their actions.

Dave frowned in frustration, reluctant to break the moment.

He tried to refocus on Hera, convinced that Butler Seb could handle any unwanted interruptions until he was ready to emerge into the open.

However, the noise outside persisted, hinting at a scuffle.

Dave recognized familiar voices amid the chaos, while Hera felt as if she were waking from a dream, her earlier desire dissipating with the commotion.

The charged atmosphere had vanished, leaving both of them glancing at each other with confusion and curiosity about the disturbance.

Slowly, Dave got out of bed, and Hera began to compose herself, planning to join him in discovering what was happening outside.

Dave took a moment to inhale deeply, trying to regulate his ragged breathing and calm his racing heart.

He knew that if he stepped out like this, everyone would immediately understand what had transpired between him and Hera, given the obvious evidence in his tight pants.

Meanwhile, Hera turned away to adjust her robe, a precaution in case someone burst through the door unexpectedly.

As she had feared, someone kicked the door open with such force that it nearly flew off its hinges.

The sudden intrusion startled both Hera and Dave, who were still trying to shake off the intimacy they had been sharing before the commotion erupted.

They scrambled to compose themselves, desperately attempting to look presentable amidst the chaos.

“Oh my God!” Butler Seb gasped in horror, his years of experience serving Dave’s family doing little to shield him from the shock of the scene before him.

Concern etched on his face, he quickly gathered himself. “Call the doctor! Someone’s bleeding!” he commanded, urgency lacing his voice as he sprang into action.

Everyone in the room, including Dave, froze in shock at Butler Seb’s urgent cry.

Even the newcomers, who had intended to cause trouble, halted when they spotted the bloodstains on the hem of Hera’s robe.

A collective gasp swept through the group, their eyes widening in disbelief. Then, as the realization hit, all eyes turned to Dave.

Mouths agape, they attempted to speak, but words eluded them, leaving them dumbfounded as they stared at Hera, unsure of what to say or where to begin.

A whirlwind of emotions played across everyone’s faces, shifting from fierce anger to confusion, and finally settling into shock and disbelief. The sudden change compelled Hera to turn around, her eyes landing on Leo, Luke, Xavier, Rafael, and, surprisingly, Zhane, who remained silent and inscrutable, his expression starkly contrasting with the tumultuous reactions of the others.

However, Dave was the most shocked and aghast of them all. His expression shifted as he slowly turned his head from Hera to the furious group that had charged into his room, their anger palpable.

His mouth fell open as he tried to formulate an explanation for the bloodstain on Hera’s robe, which was conspicuously located just below her backside.

No matter how he attempted to rationalize the situation, the unspoken conclusion hung heavy in the air: everyone assumed that she had just lost her virginity to him.

The unfairness of it all struck a chord, intensifying their resentment, as they felt Dave had taken advantage of a moment that had unfolded right under their noses.

Unaware of the accusations swirling in their minds, Hera assumed their gazes reflected anger directed at her for what had transpired between her and Dave.

A wave of embarrassment washed over her. But then she recalled Butler Seb’s urgent warning about someone bleeding, prompting her to scan the crowd nervously.

She tried to identify who was injured, but despite her frantic searching, she couldn’t see anyone who appeared to be hurt; everyone else seemed perfectly fine.

Before Hera could grasp the situation, Rafael strode over to Dave, yanked him by the collar and launched into a furious tirade.

“How dare you lay your hands on Hera and take her virginity after we all agreed to play fair and square?!” Rafael roared.

Fortunately, Butler Seb had already dashed out to summon the family doctor, leaving only the five male leads, Leo, and Hera in the room.

The other servants wisely stayed away, knowing that despite their friends’ outrage, they wouldn’t actually harm Dave.

Seb’s intervention was merely a precaution, intended to alert Dave that someone was about to burst in, just in case he and Hera were caught in the middle of something.

Hera and Dave wore a mix of expressions that spoke volumes.

Dave appeared as if he had been wronged, desperately attempting to explain himself but struggling to find the right words.

Meanwhile, Hera’s initial confusion quickly gave way to realization, causing her face to flush bright red with embarrassment.

In a sudden burst of emotion, she dashed toward the bathroom, her speed catching everyone off guard. It was a swift retreat that no one had anticipated, leaving a stunned silence in her wake.

Everyone exchanged glances, realizing they had been too confrontational.

There was an unspoken consensus that Dave had deliberately been sneaky, attempting to sleep with Hera while keeping others in the dark.

It wasn’t that they believed he needed permission, but the situation felt inherently wrong to them.

With worried glances, they all abruptly halted, their anger dissipating and replaced by concern that Hera had been frightened away.

They began to reproach themselves for overreacting, knowing that this outcome was inevitable; sooner or later, Hera would sleep with one of them.

The only question was who would be the lucky first man. Their eyes turned to Dave, resentment lingering, but their anger faded completely.