Leo expertly landed the helicopter back at the hotel, and the group made their way inside the presidential suite.
Hera went straight to her room to change into something simpler. She emerged in a modest white shirt and a pencil skirt, but even in the most basic of outfits, her hourglass curves commanded attention.
The four men couldn't help but look, biting their lips, torn between their growing desire and the awareness that her outfit would undoubtedly turn heads wherever she went.
Dave, sensing the growing tension, stepped out for a moment. When he returned, he was holding a pair of black-rimmed glasses.
Hera slipped them on, and the thick frames obscured most of her eyes, giving her a mysterious, like a firefly with big eyes.
Xavier moved closer, and before Hera could react, he handed her a set of fake bangs in the exact shade of her hair, she didn't even know where he got those fake bands from.
