The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1168

Dawn broke with the sun’s gentle rays sneaking through the curtains, casting a soft, serene glow upon the faces of the slumbering couple sprawled on the floor.

In the tranquility of the room, the light added a touch of homely peace to their sleeping forms.

Hertha woke cocooned in Alaric’s embrace, the sunlight teasing her closed eyelids until it robbed her of her drowsiness.

She slowly opened her eyes to a canvas of skin radiating warmth and a distinctly masculine scent.

Her mind buzzed to life, vividly replaying the previous night’s passionate entanglement with Alaric. Her cheeks were flushed with the memory.

With clarity came the realization that her face was nuzzled against Alaric’s chest, and his steady heartbeat was now drumming in her ears-strong and vibrant.

Good Lord, this was no dream; she had actually slept with Alaric!

man who had captured her heart at first sight, with whom she had

hitting the jackpot!

mix of excitement and

as she lifted her head. Alaric’s

cashmere carpet, she turned to behold Alaric. He was closing his eyes and deep in slumber, showing

framed his rebelliously handsome face-a face that made Hertha’s heart skip

high nose bridge and his alluring lips; his features and

heart was fluttering at the thought of those very lips having kissed her the night before, her cheeks reddening at

his sleep,

blurted out in defense, “Don’t get the wrong idea; it was an accident. I didn’t

peered closer and saw that his eyes were still closed,

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