The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1416

Alaric’s ragged breath fanned across Hertha’s face, his long lashes brushing her cheek, sending shivers down her spine like a current of electricity. His alluring face was inches away, his lips pressed fervently against hers.

It was the tremble, the heart–racing, the thrill she had dreamed of countless times, where she and Alaric were locked in a passionate embrace, just like this.

Hertha felt as if her toes were curling.

For three years, she had daydreamed and nightdreamed about this man.

Hertha was no innocent like Thalassa. When she missed a man, she entertained vivid dreams of rolling in the hay with him, kissing him endlessly, sleeping with him through countless imagined encounters.

could feel Alaric’s potent masculine presence enveloping her,

and

softened heart snapped back to reality abruptly. She placed her hands on Alaric’s face and pushed him away, her wide, watery eyes filled with indignation as she panted, “Alaric, I am not a pawn for you

had been treated by Lysander, especially being used by Alaric as a strategy to

her. It was the same desire that had roared within him three

Alaric’s voice was hoarse, tinged

to her that he didn’t

saw him with Georgia and stormed out, haunted him. He had chased after her, only to

softest side to the man they

no