Under the Heiress' Facade



Chapter 766

"Are you alright, sweetie?" Bernard noticed Hera was massaging her temples. He set his wine glass aside before sitting beside her on the couch.

Hera looked at him in a daze, her cheeks flushing. She shot a smile at him, which made her look very alluring.

"Bernard, has anyone told you how handsome you are?" Hera held Bernard's face before leaning forward.

Their breaths mingled with one another, causing Bernard to tense. He felt as if she had lured his entire soul away.

He couldn't help but cup the back of her head. "You're such a tempting seductress." After that, he could not resist kissing her.

There was no going back after the kiss as they had been holding themselves back for far too long. They stumbled from the living room to the bedroom before falling on the bed.

"Bernard, you're finally willing to touch me." Hera sat on Bernard's thighs while poking his firm chest.noveldrama

Something struck her mind, causing a dazed smile to suddenly spread across her flushed face. "You can't escape me today! Fuck me hard, and I'll treat you tomorrow."

Bernard had never seen this seductive side of her before. He felt as if he was burning all over with desire. "Alright. Don't regret it tomorrow!" he exclaimed before flipping her over.

He suddenly realized that occasionally getting Hera drunk could keep things interesting. The room was thick with desire, and they couldn't hold back their passion for one another.

Suddenly, Bernard felt a warm and wet sensation on his thigh. He looked down to see red stains on his white suit pants.

He had a bad feeling about it and flipped Hera over. Indeed, her underwear was stained with blood. Of course, she had to get her period at such a crucial moment.

Meanwhile, Hera remained unaware as she continued touching him all over. Bernard quickly held her right hand as he found it hard to resist her.

"Don't move, sweetie. You're on your period."

Hera heard nothing at all since she was already drunk. She even teased him while stripping off her clothes, "Why aren't you continuing? Can't you get it up? Have you become weak?"

"I can make it hard for you to get out of bed for the next three days, but now is not the time," Bernard whispered in her ear before pinning her to the bed.

"Come on, and stop moving. I'll go get you a fresh pair of pants and a pad." With that, he resisted his desires as he got out of bed.

Hera thought Bernard was leaving her and immediately crawled over to pull him back. "Why are you running away? Is it true that you can't get it up? You're only 25, yet you can't fuck anymore?"

Bernard was speechless. Whatever, he wasn't about to hold a grudge against a drunk person. "Let me check," Hera said before placing her hand on Bernard's wrist to take his pulse. A

while later, she exclaimed in horror, "Bernard, why don't you have a pulse anymore?" Bernard looked down and saw that her fingers were on his watch. He found her really adorable.

"This is bad, Bernard. Not only are you weak, but you don't even have a pulse anymore. No way, I have to save you as soon as possible," Hera remarked before drunkenly staggering out of bed to find her acupuncture kit.

Bernard was worried that Hera would run outside naked and quickly dragged her back." That's enough. Don't be silly. I'm fine."

"Let go of me. I want to go and get my acupuncture kit. Otherwise, you'll be dead," Hera said while struggling.

Bernard was already very aroused, but Hera was still struggling in his arms. Clearly, she would be the death of him. It took everything to maintain his sanity.

"Come on, I'm fine. Don't you believe me? Take my pulse again." Bernard's breathing became labored, his voice hoarse. With that, he placed her hand on his right wrist.

Hera drowsily took his pulse. "Oh? You've recovered?"

"Exactly. I'll bring you some clean clothes, okay?" Bernard coaxed.