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?

be listening in?

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 scenario, sending you to my room to see how we’d interact, while

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

as she was. Sweat was soaking through his shirt. Even through the

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

and helpless, “What do we do now?”

outside listening in was terrifying! If they seemed too distant with each other, all would be

Alaric break off

in a

unusually hot, as if a fire blazed within him, threatening to consume him-especially now pressed against Hertha. His throat tightened, his blood churning with the effort

of her hair stuck to her rounded face, making her both endearing and seductive.