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?

shock. Who would be listening in?

murmured, “My mom and grandma probably suspect something about us. They orchestrated this little

fishy when Beatrice and Angelina had headed to the kitchen together. His

back, and he was just as feverish as she was. Sweat was soaking through his shirt. Even through the wet fabric, the heat of his body

breath tickling her neck, teasing the tender skin there until it felt like a feather dancing

small and helpless, “What do

If they seemed too distant

off his engagement with Georgia, after all.

lead,” Alaric said in a rough whisper, his voice

to consume him-especially now pressed against Hertha. His throat tightened,

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