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!

who had captured her heart at first sight,

was like hitting

a mix of excitement and

lifted her head. Alaric’s arm draped

her hands against the cashmere carpet, she turned to behold Alaric. He was closing his eyes and deep in slumber, showing no sign

in a punk style that framed his rebelliously handsome face-a face that made Hertha’s heart

features and contour seemed to have been crafted to perfection, which fit

fluttering at the thought of those very lips having kissed her the night

Alaric stirred in his sleep, turning over

defense, “Don’t get the wrong idea; it was an

and saw that his eyes were still closed, his breathing

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