At that, Hera's jaw nearly dropped. The mental image was enough to make her shiver. Athena's correction, however, only made Hera admire her more—riding him all night was no easy feat! It was no wonder Athena had always been her love guru. Athena wasn't just experienced—she was on a whole other level.
Hera was left speechless as Athena began recounting the events, but as they talked, they slowly backed up toward the wall, ensuring that no one could overhear their conversation. It was then that Hera learned the full story of what Athena could remember after piecing together her fragmented memory.
According to Athena, as soon as Zen had brought her into the presidential suite and made her drink the anaphrodisiac, then laid her down on the bed, things quickly escalated. Athena had grabbed Zen's necktie, yanking him closer, leaving him no way to escape.
