Chapter 445

Alaric was a womanizer. But it was his first time being flirted with by a woman.

He felt as if his masculine dignity was crumbling to dust.

Alaric’s disdain and prejudice hit Hertha like a sharp needle. She felt a pang in her heart.

But she quickly gathered her composure, lifted her chin and looked him in the eye. She admitted it outright, “Yes, the wildcat is now scratching you with its claws.

So what?”

“You…” Alaric, a playboy who had charmed countless women, was left speechless by Hertha’s brazenness.

Stewing in his annoyance, he was unable to refute her confidence and candor.

Frustrated, he huffed, “I’m a dream you’ll never attain! Go home and sleep; you’ll have everything you want in your dreams!”

With that, he stormed off.

to take the elevator but realized this

I can’t even find an

headed

watched his retreating figure, snorted, and stuck

huh? Just

Inside the apartment.

the closet when Lysander found her. She was overwhelmed with embarrassment;

with her hands.

gaze. His other hand rested on her slim

in a kiss. Thalassa could feel his hot breath on her face, and she

breath, her body tense and nervous, “Mr. Sinclair, don’t

before was still fresh in her mind, and her

still

he

couldn’t handle it anymore.

voice was icy cold; his voice went up, hinting at his

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