As Zhane and Hera continued their date, Zhane asionally sent pictures to their group chat. Despite his usual demeanor as a caring, mature older brother, he still had a touch of yfulness and pettiness in him.


    He took pleasure in stirring up the ho’s nest and then escaping whenever he could. The other five men in the group chat were certainly enraged, especially Leo. Despite his good upbringing, Leo couldn’t help but curse throughout the day, consumed by jealousy. He began nning his own date with Hera after offloading all his remaining work onto Zhane.


    ’Just you wait, Zhane! You’ll be handling everything after this, and let’s see if you can still sneak around with my wife!’ Leo grumbled throughout the day as he worked. His assistant, standing by his side, could sense the palpable tension and unease radiating from the irritable and moody Leo.


    Leo wasn’t the only one affected. Now that they knew Hera enjoyed the shooting range, a difference from the usual fine dining and amusement parks favored by most women, they all began to rethink their dating strategies. Each of them started nning unique dates tailored to Hera’s newfound interests.


    Of course, they didn’t forget their schemes or what needed to be done, but given their stress and fatigue from work, they found rxation in nning their dates.


    After a leisurely walk along the beach and a delightful lunch at Seaside Cove, Hera and Zhane enjoyed a scenic drive around the sea and mountains until nightfall. They even made their way to a mountain summit to watch the sunset over a sea of clouds.


    The breathtaking view set a romantic mood for both of them. Although Hera took a photo and shared it on her social media, she set her phone aside without checking thements, choosing instead to fully savor the moment with Zhane.


    She never realized she could feel this rxed once the storyline began.


    As they watched the sun sets and the sky gradually darken, Zhane gently took Hera’s hand. His melodious voice broke the silence. "Hera, thank you for spending this time with me. I never realized that, apart from making world-changing discoveries, there are other beautiful things in this world." Hera tilted her head, ncing away from the horizon to meet Zhane’s handsome profile, still gazing ahead.


    She couldn’t help but smile after feeling Zhane’s genuine feelings, she let out a sigh as she too looked ahead but before she knew it, a shadow loomed over her and Zhane’s handsome face descended on her and gave her a kiss.


    The kiss began softly, tenderly, like a feather’s touch. Gradually, Zhane’s kisses grew more urgent, his teeth gently nibbling at her soft lips, coaxing her to open her mouth. Feeling the tingling sensation, Hera parted her lips and extended her tongue to meet his halfway, without needing any further encouragement.


    This surprised Zhane but instantly fueled the fire in his heart, he then grabbed Hera by the waist abruptly and pulled her closer as he deepened their kiss, he felt like devouring her then, her clumsy kissing technique made him feel like his heart was being scratched by a cat.


    Hera’s eyes were tightly shut, while Zhane’s remained slightly open as he tried to imprint her beautiful face in his mind. Her long eyshes fluttered like delicate butterfly wings, intensifying the flutter in his stomach.


    He reached up to gently caress her earlobes before letting his hand slowly travel down to her neck. He felt her body tremble in his arms and heard a soft sigh escape her lips as they continued to kiss.


    Zhane eventually broke their passionate kiss, softly cing a series of tender kisses on her forehead, nose, the corners of her eyes, and her cheeks. "Hera, please stay by my side," he murmured, his voice still husky and alluring, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he spoke.


    "We’ll see about that," she replied, gently cupping his face with her palm. Zhane was so tall that she usually had to tiptoe to meet his height, but at that moment, she didn’t mind. Her thumb traced along his thin, red lips, which she had just nibbled lightly.


    Zhane felt Hera’s touch only stoke the mes of his desire for her, though he made an effort to stayposed. Hera wrapped her arms around his neck, standing on tiptoe to reach his shoulders.


    The sight of her sultry eyes, effortlessly seductive, made Zhane’s throat burn as he swallowed hard. It didn’t take long for him to lean down and capture her soft, red lips once more. "Hera, you’re teasing me, aren’t you?" he murmured.


    "I don’t know what you’re talking about," Hera replied between kisses, her voice yful and mischievous.


    Zhane no longer held back. He cupped Hera’s buttocks, lifting her effortlessly so she could straddle his waist. As he pressed her against the tree, their kiss deepened. His kisses, once light, became intense and fervent, as he passionately sucked on her lips and tongue.


    Hera gasped as her back pressed against the tree. Zhane adjusted their position, lifting her leather skirt to clear the way, revealing just a glimpse of her panties. Fortunately, her long leather trench coat covered her inner thighs, but it was still enough for Zhane to feel the warmth of her core pressing against his hardening cock.


    Zhane grunted as he felt her warmth. While his left hand remained cradling the back of Hera’s head, his right hand traveled down to her soft breast, gently cupping it. Hera gasped, her eyes locking onto his as she plunged back into their kiss.


    Hera’s suspicions were more than confirmed; she could genuinely feel the storylineing to life. She sensed a powerful pull as her mind flickered with a white, screen-like glow, urging her to follow the narrative written before her mind.


    She slightly shook her head. Whenever she moved closer and actively sought intimacy with Zhane, the screen-like white light would fade and stop nagging her. However, if she resisted the development, the light would flicker back on, like a malfunctioning TV screen, intensifying the urging sensation.


    She broke the kiss with Zhane, panting lightly. As he gently fondled her breast, a swirling sensation churned in her stomach. She leaned back against the tree, but her eyes remained locked on Zhane’s intense, dark gaze.


    "Zhane, what are you thinking? Is your mind clear?" Hera asked, her hips grinding against his hard arousal. Supporting herself with her left hand on his shoulder, she gripped the back of his hair with her right. "Do you see a white screen in your mind? Do you feel something urging you to continue?" She moaned softly as Zhane lifted her clothing to her chest, unsping her bra from behind while kissing her cleavage.


    "No," Zhane shook his head, not fully grasping Hera’s words but feeling unusually light and clear-headed. "My mind is clearer than ever. All I can see is you, and all I hear is your heartbeat and our mingled breaths." He answered honestly as he leaned in, taking Hera’s perky nipple into his mouth after her bra hade undone.


    "Ah!" Hera gasped as she felt Zhane’s cool lips on her warm nipple. She squirmed slightly as he yed with her nipple using his mouth. His right hand then traveled down to her core, his thumb gently rubbing her clit through her panties.


    Hera felt her breath catch in her throat as she gasped in pleasure. Every inch of her tingled, and she curled her toes as the sensation overwhelmed her senses. "Zhane!" she moaned.


    Zhane’s hand slid down Hera’s back, tracing the curve of her arch before he seized her other breast. He fondled it, pinching and rubbing her nipple, while his mouth and teeth yed with the other.