The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1149

Outside the bathroom door, Angelina’s cheeks flushed into a deep crimson as she overheard the sounds emanating from within. Alaric and Hertha were in there, and it seemed they were getting quite intimate.

Good Lord, she hadn’t expected to hear such conversations. Hertha was complaining that Alaric wasn’t being forceful enough.

Angelina couldn’t bear it any longer. Her face burned with embarrassment as she quickly covered it with her hands and scurried away.

Inside the bathroom, with their combined efforts, Hertha’s hair was finally free.

Hertha scrambled to her feet, desperate to leave.

“Hold on, you go ahead and shower. I’ll step out,” Alaric called out to her.

She turned around and saw Alaric pushing himself off the floor, grimacing with pain as he stood up.

the bathroom. He even went to close the bedroom door, in case Beatrice or Angelina came to

lingering. She strained her

her clothes were soaked and she was

herself to Beatrice and Remington if she just left? And she couldn’t possibly fulfill the promise she’d made

off her wet clothes and took a warm shower. Then she wrapped herself in the oversized bathrobe hanging there-it hung on her like a dress

she saw Alaric sitting on the edge of the bed, now wearing casual shorts that revealed his muscular calves, his torso

she’d just calmed, her face flushing again as she quickly turned

Alaric called to

She was nervous, “What do you want? I was heading to

you help

recalling how he had