Chapter 64 Leo Hendrix
"Leo, can you tell me how you ended up like this?" Hera inquired gently, her concern overriding any discomfort from their peculiar position. She was genuinely worried for him; if he was indeed cornered and something happened, it would be disastrous, leaving him alone in this situation could be dangerous. Who knows how many people out there might take advantage of him?
Hera’s actions weren’t driven by mere nosiness but by a sense of duty and compassion. Seeing Leo in need of help, she couldn’t ignore the situation just because they were strangers. She believed in doing what was right, guided by empathy and the teachings of her ancestors. She hoped that if she were ever in a similar situation, someone would extend a helping hand to her as well.
Leo shook his head, his face still buried in Hera’s neck. His voice was tinged with a mixture of dread and anger as he recalled what happened. "I never eat or drink anything at parties when I’m out," he said, his tone growing colder with each word. "I have no idea how I ended up like this."
Hera delved into her thoughts, she consulted with Cindy to explore the array of anaphrodisiacs available when she said she needed to bring an antidote with her wherever and whenever. Drawing from her encounters with various aphrodisiacs list, she began to form a hypothesis. Turning to Leo, she shared her insight. "Based on what I’ve learned, it could have been either an incense or, more likely, a perfume infused with a potent aphrodisiac and its scent is enough to drug you."
Hera took a moment to gather her thoughts before continuing. "Moreover, some aphrodisiacs are specifically formulated for men, ensuring that the female wearer remains unaffected by their influence," she explained in detail.
Leo chuckled, his grip on Hera tightening with a mix of anger and uncertainty. "How do you know so much about aphrodisiacs?" he inquired, his tone betraying a hint of suspicion. "Planning on using one on someone else?" His words, if misinterpreted, might have been mistaken for jealousy.
Hera snorted dismissively. "Why would I even need to use one?" She gently pushed him away, her legs feeling slightly numb from maintaining their position for so long. "Since you seem alright now, I’ll be going back to the auction hall. Hmph!" With that, she made a move to stand up and leave.
Hera hadn’t even taken a full step when Leo pulled her back onto his lap, his arms encircling her slim waist. Now facing the cubicle door, Hera felt Leo’s breath on her neck once more as he nestled closer.
"Stay for a bit," he said, his tone commanding yet tinged with a hint of pleading, devoid of arrogance.