Chapter 33 Stolen Picture
"Babe! Wake up!!!" Hera was jolted awake when Athena came running into her room, shouting at the top of her lungs.
Everyone in the mansion was startled, but instead of getting annoyed, they were happy to hear some life in the usually silent mansion. They continued with their tasks and housework, unfazed by the disturbance.
Still feeling her eyelids heavy as lead, Hera struggled to get up. Athena did her best to coax her out of bed though being less athletic, she resorted to dragging Hera out of bed and shoving her into the bathroom.
As the sound of water filled the room, Athena made her way to the built-in closet adjoining Hera’s room. Upon opening the door, she couldn’t help but whistle in awe at the abundance of limited-edition clothes, shoes, and accessories that resembled pieces from haute couture collections.
"One bag is equivalent to several of my Bugatti Chiron!" Athena marveled, running her fingers along the edge of the cabinets as she surveyed the room. Her gaze landed on a pastel pink overcoat, which she envisioned would look adorable on Hera. She then selected a cute skirt and a modest top, considering Hera’s C-cup chest; Athena aimed for clothes that would enhance Hera’s youthful glow without appearing too provocative.
She relished the task of dressing up Hera, knowing that Hera’s perfect hourglass figure and beautiful face would make any outfit look stunning. However, Athena also recognized that if left to her own devices, Hera might choose clothing haphazardly, potentially ruining her overall look. It wasn’t that Hera lacked a sense of fashion; rather, she had prioritized work and school over her wardrobe, paying more attention to practicality and price rather than style.
Athena’s smile stretched from ear to ear as she surveyed the room filled with exquisite attire. She couldn’t help but imagine Hera donning each piece and strutting the floor like a runway model. When Hera emerged from the bathroom after freshening up, she found Athena wearing a smile that bordered on sinister rather than mischievous, sending a chill down her spine.
"What are you up to?!" Hera asked a hint of perplexity in her voice, her drowsiness evaporating instantly.
"What? Nothing! I was just picking out some clothes for you!" Athena replied in defense, almost instantly.