Hera mulled over these thoughts as she showered and got ready. She then changed into white elephant cks paired with a cream turtleneck long-sleeve top, a ck slim belt, and a light brown trench coat. Without the coat, her outfit highlighted her figure in all the right ces, 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 ne, which she doubled with a simple gold ne 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. Toplete her outfit, she wore cream-colored 4-inch sling shoes from Dior’stest 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 someone 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 feltfortable 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 remembered that she had forgotten to mention she’d be eating breakfast out. "Amy, I’m so sorry! I forgot to tell you, a friend invited me for breakfast. Please enjoy the meal with Hannah. I might bete again tonight, so don’t wait up for me, 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 inte 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 weing her. He wore a ck apron, with the sleeves of his sweater rolled up to his elbows, a sight that made her smile.
He looked homely, almost like a housewife, yet his masculinity remained undeniably prominent. His strong forearms were on disy, and his sweater subtly highlighted his corbone 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 effortlesslyplimented 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 ce exuded minimalistic simplicity, adorned with dark wood, gold ents, and touches of white and grey. Unlike her penthouse, Luke’s apartment spanned a single floor but boasted three guest rooms, a master bedroom, an entertainment room, and a living area that extended into a spacious dining zone, albeit not as vast as hers.
But his apartment was spotless and organized, devoid of any signs of another upant, exhibiting a meticulous symmetry 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 tob it before diving into cooking. Despite this, he appeared rxed and unexpectedly appetizing, more so than the food he was preparing.
<i>’So early in the morning! My goodness, brain, can you give me a break?’</i> she muttered inwardly, her thoughts veering into less-than-holy territory.
He unexpectedly nced up and met Hera’s gaze before a smug smirk curled his lips, clearly pleased with himself. Hera felt her face flush with embarrassment 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 handsome grin that caused Hera’s core to tighten. Luckily, she managed to maintain a nk expression, but Luke seemed unfazed by herck of reaction to his tant seduction and continued cooking as if nothing had happened.