The Return of the Cannon Fodder Trillion Heiress - Chapter 1021

Capítulo 1021: Chapter 1021 The Next Day

That way, Cherry could tell herself Sophia’s fate was simply the natural consequence of her actions and not be crushed by what they had done. If it had been only the five brothers acting alone, however, there would have been no mercy; they would have given Sophia the most brutal punishment to sate their anger.

「The Next Day…」

After the long day yesterday, Hera, Zhane, and Rafael slowly stirred awake, still curled up together on Hera’s bed. The air conditioner had made the room a little too cold, and the two men instinctively huddled closer to Hera.

Surprisingly, the warmth of their bodies against hers was comforting, making her reluctant to get up even as sunlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, casting a gentle glow on their faces.

“Hmmm…” Hera murmured softly, nuzzling her nose against Zhane’s chest. The top two buttons of his pajama were undone, and when she pressed closer, her cheek brushed directly against his warm skin.

“Awake?” Zhane asked, his voice hoarse and still heavy with sleep. The three of them had stayed up late the night before, finalizing the treatment schedule while ensuring no one else would find out.

Zhane had checked the availability of the operating room, coordinated with trusted doctors, anesthesiologists, nurses, and other support staff who could assist him and Dr. Zigheart during the operation.

Zhane would take the lead for the bone marrow transplant, with Dr. Zigheart as his second. The procedure itself was routine for him; he had performed it countless times, but Cherry’s case was unique.

She was still recovering from poisoning, and they could not afford to miss the optimal window for the transplant. If they delayed, her condition could worsen, potentially rendering the bone marrow useless. Every step would need to be executed with extreme care to avoid complications.

Because of these complications, he had to explain everything to the eldest Sullivan brother, and it took them until midnight to finish planning. Meanwhile, Dr. Zigheart prepared the medications Cherry would need during the operation.

Rafael stayed behind with the other Sullivan brother to coordinate the livestream of the court hearing against Sophia and handle other arrangements, while Hera was sent to rest in Zhane’s private lounge inside his office.

Cherry was being looked after by her caretaker, sent by the Sullivans, since she had retired at 8 PM.

With the others still busy and Leo already resting, Hera was left to rest in the lounge. It wasn’t until after midnight that Zhane and Rafael returned to find her sleeping quietly, tucked under a thick blanket.

Working in tandem, Rafael carried her from the lounge to the parking lot while Zhane drove them back to the penthouse. There, they gently washed her, blow-dried her hair, and brushed it, everything done carefully so as not to wake her.

It was clear she was just as exhausted as they were. Only around 2 or 3 AM did they finally fall asleep, holding Hera between them.

Now, they felt so comfortable huddled together that no one wanted to leave the bed. “It’s still too early. Let’s sleep a little more,” Rafael groaned. He was used to waking up early and never slacking off, just like Zhane and the others.

Before, their lives had always revolved around work, family, and other obligations. Sometimes they spent time together as friends, but their schedules were strict; no one slept in or slacked off when it came to work.

By 6 AM, they were already awake and preparing for their day, and if they exercised, it was at 5 AM.

Yet here they were, wrapped together, and even Rafael himself was surprised at how willingly he lingered in bed. The comfort and warmth of the moment made standing up unthinkable. The atmosphere was so peaceful, so soothing, that none of them wanted to disturb it, a quiet, healing moment they could all silently enjoy.

And since Hera was still nuzzling Zhane like a sleepy cat, looking impossibly adorable, they didn’t want to disturb her rest. Zhane could only smile indulgently, slowly running his fingers through her silky hair, which seemed to lull her even deeper into sleep.

Rafael, feeling a pang of jealousy at Zhane hogging Hera all to himself, also wanted a piece of her. He thought about pulling her close into his arms, but doing so would surely jerk her awake.

So, he cast a resentful glance at Zhane, who didn’t even look his way, his half-lidded eyes still fixed on Hera’s peaceful face as a soft smile played on his lips. Rafael settled for scooting closer to Hera and gently patting her legs, mimicking the soothing motions one might use to lull a child to sleep.

Zhane finally looked up at him, a raised eyebrow questioning what Rafael was up to, but he chose to remain silent, returning his gaze to the obedient, sleeping cat in his arms.

They only reluctantly rolled out of bed around 10 AM as Zhane nudged Hera awake.

“Hera… wake up,” he murmured, his voice soft, warm, like a lullaby that wrapped around her senses. She stirred slightly, letting out a low, half-hearted hum.

“Hmmm,” Hera purred, her voice smooth and sleepy, like a kitten stretching in the morning sun.

Seeing that she wasn’t moving any faster, Rafael shot Zhane a smug, playful look, rolling his eyes like a mischievous child. Zhane ignored him, but Rafael leaned closer, letting his hand that was resting lightly on Hera’s thigh slide to her waist. She shivered instinctively at the contact, a small hum escaping her lips.

Rafael then rubbed himself over her, as his hand slid inside her pajama and took hold of one of her breasts. “Little minx, are you really going to sleep all morning?” Rafael teased, his voice a playful purr, and Hera blinked at him, caught between amusement and the lingering pull of sleep.

But it seems like Rafael woke up the beast in him by touching Hera, and so, his hand that was groping her breast now that she was wide away should be retracted, but instead, he did a playful pinch of her nipple, making Hera moan softly. “Rafael..” Hera called out with a raspy, unsteady voice; she felt like her whole body was melting in Rafael’s hand.

“Awake?” Rafael wanted to make his voice remain teasing, but his voice had now become even more hoarse as desire was slowly burning in his chest.

“Um…” Hera answered weakly as she leaned closer to Rafael. Rafael, feeling his body react and his cock growing harder, quickly withdrew his hand and rose from the bed. From behind, he caught Zhane’s soft snort as he pushed Hera’s wheelchair forward.

Rafael ignored it; he knew he had just stolen Zhane’s thunder, but at the cost of his own body feeling like it was on fire. For a moment, he felt as if he’d dug his own grave, but in that instant, it didn’t matter.

If he kept teasing Hera, he might awaken the beast within himself, and if that happened, he’d surely want to get intimate with her, and fucking her was already consuming his mind these days.

But given her current condition, it would only make her uncomfortable. Besides, it was already too late; if they lingered any longer, they’d miss breakfast entirely, and soon it would be lunch.

He didn’t want Hera’s stomach to suffer, so he quickly helped her into her wheelchair. Zhane, meanwhile, straightened his pajama that had come undone and followed behind Rafael as they helped Hera wash up and change into fresh clothes.

But since Rafael had been holding back his desires these past days, he couldn’t help but steal a few extra glances at Hera as they helped her dress. Swallowing the lump in his throat, he focused on helping her quickly. Once they were done, they pushed her wheelchair out of the bathroom.

While Rafael and Zhane each took a bathroom to wash up and change, Hera used the time to take out her phone. She messaged her girlfriends with the meetup location and time, then contacted two of her bodyguards to pick up Bry at the specified time and bring him to the meeting place before Logan’s debut concert.

Just as she finished arranging the logistics, the two men emerged.

Rafael wore a black silk shirt with the top two buttons undone, revealing his powerful chest. The shirt was tucked into his black suit pants, emphasizing his slim waist, with a belt that added just the right touch of allure.

Simple, yet dangerously sexy. His slicked-back hair completed the look, making him resemble a smoking-hot, impeccably styled mafia boss.

Then he slid on black gloves and draped a long trench coat over his shoulders. Altogether, he looked every inch the smoking-hot mafia boss. Hera felt her heart leap in her chest, unable to tear her eyes away from him.

Then she heard Zhane clearing his throat to get her attention. When she looked over, she saw him in a three-piece suit, but instead of wearing it fully, he held the jacket neatly over his arm. The baby-blue suit was crisp and clean, and the way he carried it made him look both dashing and gentlemanly.

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