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?

widened in shock. Who would be listening in? And what were they listening

Hertha was still reeling, Alaric’s husky voice returned, his lips grazing her ear as he murmured, “My mom and grandma probably suspect something about us. They orchestrated

when Beatrice and Angelina had headed to the kitchen together. His mother was a shrewd woman. She was

his shirt. Even through

teasing the tender skin there until it felt like a feather dancing across her heart. Her body shivered, and she

small and helpless, “What do we do now?”

Angelina were outside listening in was terrifying! If they seemed too

Alaric break off his

Alaric said in a rough whisper, his voice thick with

as if a fire blazed within him, threatening to consume him-especially now pressed against Hertha. His throat tightened, his

damp skin, outlining her voluptuous figure. A few strands of her hair stuck to her rounded face, making her both endearing