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!

at first

was like hitting the jackpot!

of excitement

her head.

Alaric. He was closing his eyes and deep in

his rebelliously handsome face-a face that made Hertha’s

nose bridge and his alluring lips; his features and contour seemed to have been crafted to

tentatively touched his nose, then his lips; her heart was fluttering at the thought of those very lips having kissed her the night before, her cheeks reddening at

stirred in his sleep, turning over

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

his eyes were still closed, his

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