The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1150

Hertha’s cheeks flared a fiery red as she hastily retorted, “Get over yourself. Who’d want to sleep with you? If I didn’t want some alone time with Dominic, do you think I’d agree to play your little girlfriend charade to appease your family?”

“Why are you standing so far away, then? Afraid I’ll gobble you up?” Alaric’s lips curled into an amused smirk, his tone teasing and relaxed

“It’s because I’m afraid you won’t be able to control yourself!” Hertha blurted out defensively.

“Trust me, with all the women I’ve met, you don’t light my fire,” Alaric replied, his voice as cool as a cucumber.

Deflated, Hertha’s temper flared up in a flash, “Oh, so you feel accomplished? I bet you’re as worn out as an old nail!”

Hertha was undefeated in a war of words.

had been playing at the corner of Alaric’s mouth vanished, and his gaze turned steely as he looked at Hertha. “Are you even a lady? How

you tell if I’m a woman? What, are

annoyed, and nodded, “Yeah, I must be blind. Maybe it’s time I found out for myself if you’re really a woman, and showed you if I’m as worn out as you claim!”

propose doing that?”

widened incredulously, doubting whether her remark was intentional, just to get a rise out of him.

a hint of confusion in her eyes. Their eyes locked, and an unspoken energy seemed to grow between them, seeping

his devilishly handsome features. His narrow, seductive eyes locked

gaze lingered on Hertha’s dewy appearance, her wet hair clinging to her fair skin, droplets of water trailing down, her petite and slightly voluptuous figure enveloped in

and the heat he had been trying to suppress surged to his

as the air between them grew thick with tension, Hertha pinched her thigh hard