As they entered, Aniya's eyes sparkled with mischief. "Oh, I was really hoping you would get me something, Hera," she playfully pouted, looking up at Zeus with doe eyes. "Hey Zeus, it wouldn't be a problem for you to get me something, would it?"
Zeus, unable to resist Aniya's charm, ordered a chocolate croissant for her without hesitation. Hera raised an eyebrow, not missing the flirtatious exchange between the two. She tried to hide her annoyance as she ordered pastries for herself and Zeus.
Aniya winked at Zeus, taking a bite of the croissant. "Mmm, just what I needed," she purred, her voice dripping with suggestion.
Hera, trying to change the subject, made small talk with the baker. But Aniya was not one to be ignored. She leaned in towards Zeus, whispering, "I can't wait to thank you properly later."
Zeus, visibly flustered, tried to maintain composure in front of Hera. But Aniya's boldness was intoxicating, and he couldn't help but be drawn in.
Hera, not missing a beat, insulted Aniya subtly, "Your curls are looking particularly wild today, Aniya."
Aniya, unfazed, retorted, "And your crown is looking as dull as ever, Hera."
Zeus chuckled at the playful banter, earning a glare from Hera. The group finished their pastries and left the bakery, with Hera still visibly annoyed.
Aniya, taking the opportunity, wrapped her arm around Zeus's. "I'll see you soon, my love," she said, her voice full of promise.
Zeus, with a smirk, replied, "I'll be counting down the minutes."
Hera walked ahead of them, her anger palpable. But Aniya and Zeus didn't care. They had eyes only for each other, and the sweet indiscretion they were about to indulge in.
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