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.

dreams were coming to life. She could feel Alaric’s potent masculine presence enveloping her, his kiss

and anger.

away, her wide, watery eyes filled with indignation as she panted, “Alaric, I am not a

had been treated by Lysander,

anger, there was an undeniable longing that had surged unbidden when he kissed her. It was the same desire that had roared within him

pawn.” Alaric’s

to her that he didn’t want to be

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

knew they only showed their softest side to the man they truly cherished. Seeing Hertha’s affection for Spencer had made him step back.

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