The National Race Team staff, along with Danny, followed closely behind, chatting casually.
None of them noticed anything unusual as they headed to their respective vehicles, bodyguards ensuring everything was in order.
As soon as Leo, Dave, Xavier, and Luke boarded the car with Hera, Leo immediately raised the partition, creating a private space.
The moment the barrier slid into ce, Leo, feeling the rush of adrenaline and desire, wasted no time. He cupped Hera’s chin possessively, tilting her face up, and crashed his lips against hers in a fiery, hungry kiss.
His fervor was undeniable.
Xavier, seated beside Hera, wasn’t one to stay idle. His lips found the delicate curve of her neck, trailing soft, deliberate kisses down to her nape.
His warm tongue left a fleeting, silvery trace as he licked her skin before cing a sensual peck just below her ear, making Hera shiver.
A breathy moan escaped her, only to be captured and swallowed by Leo’s deep, passionate kiss.
Leo’s other hand slipped around her waist, pulling her closer, his possessive grip igniting sparks that coursed through her body.
Hera felt herself melting into their touch, her senses overwhelmed by the intery of heat and tenderness enveloping her in their embrace.
The driver, though unaware of exactly what might be happening behind the raised partition, was no stranger to the atmosphere surrounding his employer and herpanions.
As an experienced adult, he had a good idea of the situation and sensed the urgency lingering in the air.
Deciding it was best to make haste, he drove as quickly as he could within the bounds of traffic rules, ensuring no dys or unnecessary attention that might cause trouble.
Thanks to his careful yet efficient driving, Hera and the others reached the hotel sooner than expected.
However, instead of pulling up at the main entrance like usual, the driver made his own decision.
Recognizing the need for discretion, he directed the car to the underground parking garage.
There, they could take the exclusive VIP elevator, granting them direct ess to the presidential suite without drawing attention or facing interruptions from other guests.
As the car came to a stop in the underground parking area, directly in front of the VIP elevator, Leo, Dave, Xavier, and Luke quickly noticed the thoughtful gesture.
Exchanging brief nces, they silently acknowledged the driver’s discretion.
Luke, ever perceptive, stepped over to the driver’s side window and tapped lightly. The driver rolled down the window, his expression calm but curious.
Luke leaned in slightly, a hint of a smile on his face as he asked, "What’s your monthly sry?"
"$2...$25,000 a month, sir," the driver stammered, his voice betraying his nervousness. He couldn’t help but wonder if he had overstepped by making a decision on their behalf without asking.
<i>Did Luke think he’d crossed a line?</i>
Fear began to creep in as the driver considered the implications of Luke’s question. Though he worked for the Avery family, and their reputation for treating employees well was unmatched, he knew the men surrounding Hera—future husbands to the Young Miss—would soon hold significant sway within the family.
If they decided he was out of line, getting him fired would likely be effortless.
The thought of losing this job was unsettling. Working for the Avery family wasn’t like working for any other wealthy employer.
The sry, benefits, and overall treatment were unparalleled. No matter how hard he looked, he doubted he’d find a position elsewhere that paid as generously or offered the same level of stability as a driver.
"Good. Send me your bank ount details," Luke instructed, his tone calm yet firm.
Still feeling rattled and unsure of what would happen next, the driver quicklyplied, pulling out his phone with trembling hands to share the information. Momentster, a soft chime from his phone broke the tense silence.
<i>Ding.</i>
A notification appeared on his screen:
<strong>[You have received a $50,000 transfer to your ount ending in ####.]</strong>
"Consider this your bonus. Keep up the good work," Luke said with aposed tone before turning on his heel and rejoining the others.
They stood nearby, their expressions unreadable, while Leo held Hera securely in his arms. She lookedpletely drained, as if her legs could no longer support her.
The driver, who had just received a bonus equivalent to twice his monthly sry, sat frozen in shock for a moment.
When the realization hit, a wave of tion surged through him. He nearly jumped in his seat, his mind already racing with ideas on how to use the unexpected windfall.
<i>’This will be enough to finally buy my wife that luxury bag she’s been admiring,’</i> he thought.
’<i>And I can get my daughter the makeup set she’s been eyeing for ages—and my son? A gaming PC setup he’s been dreaming about!’</i>
As he mentally ticked off his ns, he also reminded himself of the practicalities: the mortgage, college funds for his children, and contributions to the retirement ount he’d been steadily growing.
Despite earning a good sry from the Avery family, his family lived modestly, prioritizing financial freedom over indulgence.
One of the greatest perks of working for the Averys was the financial literacy program they offered to their staff.
It had taught him and others about the importance of investments and securing their futures.
Both his daughter and son were sessful inte influencers, each with a strong follower base that brought in a steady monthly ie.
Despite their growing financial independence, they were both careful with their spending, sticking to a frugal lifestyle.
This discipline was why they hadn’t yet splurged on the things they desired.
His daughter was a beauty influencer, known for her makeup tutorials and tips, while his son had found his niche as apetitive gamer and livestreamer.
He participated in gaming championships, earning substantial prizes, yet he resisted the temptation to dip into his earnings.
Both were determined to use their ies to secure their financial freedom, and they weremitted to growing their wealth responsibly.