Dragon and Hera made out for a little while before he took her out of the room to continue their quality time in his room. Meanwhile, Deborah had to stay in the closet, forced to listen to the sound of their lips and moans. When they left, she heaved a sigh of relief.
For someone who worked for him for years, Deborah should've gotten used to seeing him making out or having sex with someone. After all, Dragon could get any woman he wanted, and he wouldn't mind listening to his people's reports in the middle of intercourse. He was that shameless. Therefore, it was a surprise he would even clear the area just because Hera didn't want to be seen in a robe.
"Or rather, he didn't want others to see more of her skin other than him," she whispered, peeking through the gaps to make sure it was safe. "I guess even the devil like him has his weaknesses."
