The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1147

Hertha’s words were a jumbled rush as she turned to leave.

Alaric took long strides to catch her, his grip firm on her wrist.

Hertha’s heart skipped a beat as she turned to face his piercing gaze, those captivating eyes making her heart racing as if it might leap right out of her chest.

He leaned in close, his breath just inches from her face, the heady scent of his masculinity enveloping her.

Hertha’s heart wasn’t just racing now. Her cheeks were aflame as if she had just pulled fresh cookies from the oven.

Flustered, she tried to pull away. Her voice was tinged with panic, “What are you doing? Let go of me…

As she panicked, Alaric’s other hand covered her mouth, his voice a magnetic whisper at her ear, “Shh, keep it down. Someone’s eavesdropping outside.”

Eavesdropping?

would be listening in? And what were they

murmured, “My mom and grandma probably suspect something about us. They orchestrated this little scenario, sending you to my room to see how we’d interact, while they’re

moments ago, Alaric had sensed something fishy when Beatrice and Angelina had headed to the

as feverish as she was. Sweat was soaking through his shirt. Even through the wet fabric, the heat of his body set Hertha’s

his deep voice so close, warm breath tickling her neck, teasing the tender skin there until it

was small and helpless, “What do we

was terrifying! If they

Alaric break off his engagement with Georgia, after all.

Just follow my lead,” Alaric said in a rough whisper, his

him, threatening to consume him-especially now pressed against Hertha. His throat tightened, his blood churning

voluptuous figure. A few strands of