The Return of the Cannon Fodder Trillion Heiress - Chapter 585

Chapter 585: Chapter 585 Xavier’s Turn
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WARNING!!!

A little more than [MATURE CONTENT] in this chapter!!!

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He had just spoken with the renowned Cindy Brent, a socialite deeply connected in the upper echelons of the wealthy elite.

As the key liaison for the Avery Family and manager of the Green Dragon Manor, her influence was vast.

Knowing her meant access to a wealth of connections in the business world, and Danny couldn’t help but feel that his path to success was unfolding before him.

After speaking with Cindy, they agreed to leave the country earlier than planned to ensure they could slip away unnoticed.

Following Cindy’s instructions, Danny promptly arranged for the car to be sent ahead.

Since the cargo plane they were using for the car was different from the passenger plane they’d be boarding, Cindy decided to have it sent in advance for maintenance once it reached Barcelona.

The mechanics traveled with the car, simplifying the process for the rest of the team, which would only consist of Danny, Hera, and a few staff members.

Once the arrangements were made, Cindy sent Hera the updated schedule and busied herself with the final preparations.

When Hera and Xavier returned to the penthouse after their dinner out, the place was eerily quiet, as if it had been completely deserted.

It turned out that both Hannah and Amy had gone back to the old mansion to take care of some matters while Cindy was busy taking care of the matter with Danny.

“Where is everyone?” Xavier asked lazily, his voice tinged with disinterest.

It wasn’t as if he expected an answer; he simply moved around, helping Hera remove her coat and change her shoes.

Hera didn’t like being treated like this—it made her feel like a child—but Xavier insisted on doing it.

As he knelt to help her with her shoes, Hera was left with no choice but to hold onto his shoulder for balance. At that moment, their eyes met.

Xavier, noticing Hera’s shy expression as she bit her lower lip, felt an undeniable urge to kiss her.

Without thinking, his body acted on instinct.

In an instant, his lips were pressed against hers.

Hera was suddenly pushed back against the wall, the breath knocked out of her, though it wasn’t painful—just a shock to her senses.

Before she could say anything or even react, she found herself locked in a kiss with Xavier.

His kiss was urgent and demanding, overwhelming her like a torrential storm.

Hera couldn’t help but let out a soft moan, her body responding involuntarily.

The sound only fueled Xavier’s desire, his gaze darkening with hunger.

He had been holding back for so long, but seeing Hera’s innocent yet alluring face broke down his restraint.

The jealousy he’d been harboring—knowing Leo, Zhane, and Rafael had already slipped past her defenses and shared intimate moments with her—ignited a fire within him.

Xavier suddenly bit her lip, his gaze locking with hers as if he wanted to say something.

But seeing Hera’s flushed, breathless face silenced him, and instead, he kissed her again, deeper this time.

Without even letting her put on her slippers, he reached for her thigh, causing Hera to instinctively loop her legs around his waist as he lifted her effortlessly.

Surprised, she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. Xavier smiled against her lips, his heart racing with a mixture of desire and satisfaction.

“Good girl,” Xavier said hoarsely, his voice thick with desire, before he resumed nibbling on her lips.

“Hmm…” Hera moaned softly, shifting her position.

From Xavier’s perspective, it felt as though Hera was grinding her core against his crotch, a movement that made him hiss in pleasure.

His eyes darkened, filled with an unrestrained desire.

All the restraint he had fought to maintain evaporated at that moment, leaving him utterly lost to the overwhelming desire.

As if sensing his thoughts, Hera leaned closer, her movements deliberate and enticing.

Her lips brushed against his lips before she licked them teasingly, her gaze locking onto his.

Mischief danced in her eyes, glinting like a playful kitten’s under the warm light.

It was an unspoken invitation, a wordless dare, and Xavier’s resolve crumbled completely as he carried her toward the sofa, his mind consumed by her irresistible allure.

“Ugh,” Xavier groaned, his voice laced with a mix of frustration and desire.

Without warning, he delivered a firm slap to Hera’s buttocks, drawing a startled yelp from her lips.

“Bad girl,” he rasped, the words meant to sound reprimanding, but his tone betrayed his amusement.

He couldn’t help but enjoy this unexpected side of Hera, one that seemed buried deep within her and now, tantalizingly, coming to the surface.

The corner of his lips twitched into a smirk before he leaned in, crashing his mouth against hers in a searing kiss.

Lowering her gently onto the plush sofa, Xavier climbed on top of her, his weight grounding her beneath him.

His tongue explored her mouth hungrily, every movement possessive and demanding, as his right hand deftly worked to unbutton his shirt, the fabric falling open to reveal the sculpted planes of his chest.

“Hera… Can… I?” Xavier asked breathlessly, his voice low and laced with anticipation as he pulled away from her.

A thin, silver thread of saliva connected their lips before it broke, shimmering in the dim light.

Slowly, he shrugged off his shirt, revealing the lean, chiseled muscles beneath.

His torso was a masterpiece of defined lines, his sculpted abs leading down to the enticing curve of his V-line.

The way his trousers hung low on his hips only added to the allure, dangerously close to slipping further.

Hera’s gaze drifted downward, her breath catching in her throat.

She wasn’t sure if Xavier’s trousers always sat that low or if her earlier movements while straddling him had caused them to shift, but the sight made her pulse quicken.

The faint bulge of veins trailing downward and the unmistakable outline beneath the fabric made her throat go dry, forcing her to gulp hard against the sudden heat rising within her.

Seeing Hera’s unrestrained gaze trailing over his body, Xavier couldn’t suppress the swell of satisfaction that surged within him.

The desire coiling in his core tightened, growing almost unbearable. Her eyes, filled with a mix of curiosity and longing, were like a silent invitation.

Unable to wait for her answer, he leaned in and captured her lips in another heated kiss, his hands moving deftly to help her out of her clothes.

Hera offered no resistance; her entire body felt as though it were on fire, warmth spreading through her like an intoxicating haze.

She was utterly captivated, drawn to Xavier’s handsome features and the sensual grace of his movements.

The way his muscles shifted beneath his skin with every motion was mesmerizing—irresistibly sexy and impossible to ignore.

It stirred something primal within her, awakening a hunger for intimacy she hadn’t fully realized until now.

Perhaps it was last night’s intimacy with Leo, Zhane, and Rafael that had awakened this side of her—a newfound hunger that now burned like an unrelenting flame.

Hera felt as though she were going into heat, her body responding instinctively to Xavier’s presence.

Their kisses grew deeper, more urgent, as they helped each other strip away the layers of clothing between them.

From time to time, Hera’s fingers would trace over the contours of Xavier’s body, gliding along his lean muscles and smooth skin.

Each touch sent a shiver coursing through him, drawing a low, delicious tremor that only spurred her on.

Xavier’s kisses became more intense, almost devouring, as her hands explored him.

The heat between them was electric, building with each shared breath, each lingering caress, until it became nearly impossible to contain.

When Hera was down to just her bra and panties, and Xavier was left in nothing but his pants, he leaned in to kiss her neck.

The touch was featherlight at first, like a whisper against her skin, making Hera’s long eyelashes flutter as a delicate shiver ran through her.

Xavier’s hand moved to cup her breast, still cradled within the confines of her bra.

Despite the barrier, the warmth of his palm seeped through, igniting her senses.

Hera’s body trembled under his touch, her breath hitching as his lips trailed lower, his warm breath teasing her skin and sending a cascade of goosebumps across her body.

“Haa…” A shaky exhale escaped her lips, her voice barely above a whisper, betraying the storm of emotions and sensations swirling within her.

It took Xavier two attempts before he managed to unhook Hera’s bra, and when he finally did, her breasts sprang free, bouncing lightly before him.

The sight made Xavier’s eyes darken with unrestrained desire, his resolve wavering as his gaze lingered on her.

He had always tried to control himself, never daring to let his thoughts wander to defiling Hera—not even in his mind.

But he was still a man, and being so close to the woman he loved tested the limits of his restraint.

Each passing moment chipped away at his resolve, the magnetic pull of his feelings and her allure becoming impossible to ignore.

Without hesitation, Xavier lowered his mouth to her nipple, suckling softly at first, then with increasing pressure.

Hera gasped, her body instinctively leaning back into the sofa as the tingling sensation shot through her.

His tongue swirled and teased, occasionally grazing it with his teeth, while his other hand caressed and fondled her other breast, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her.

Every touch made her body tremble, and a knot of desire tightened in her stomach, causing her to weaken.

Her knees buckled slightly, the warmth of her growing arousal pooling between her legs, an undeniable response to the pleasure he was giving her.