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?

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

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 this little

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

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

close, warm breath tickling her neck, teasing the tender skin there until it felt like a feather dancing across her heart. Her body shivered, and she shrank into herself.

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

thought that Beatrice and Angelina were outside listening in was terrifying! If

break off his

said in a rough whisper,

fire blazed within him, threatening to consume him-especially now pressed against Hertha. His throat tightened, his blood churning with the effort to hold back.

voluptuous figure. A few strands of her hair stuck to her