The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Georgia wrapped her arms around Alaric, pressing her cheek against his back. It felt like he could feel her breath through the fabric, a gentle whisper against his skin.

A wave of repulsion surged deep within Alaric, and he shrugged her off, spinning around with a scowl. "Georgia, I've made myself crystal clear. I will never marry you in this lifetime! You're just wasting your time on me!"

His gaze was firm, laced with disdain.

From the get-go, he had never harbored any affection for Georgia. It was all his mother's doing, thinking she was clever, insisting on a union with the Reed family.

His protests fell on deaf ears.

He cursed himself; why did he let things go too far that drunken night three years ago?

Georgia's lips trembled, tears rolling down her cheeks. "Alaric, I've had a crush on you since middle school. It's been 13 years. Why can't you consider my feelings for once?"

"I'm telling you to move on for your own good! Don't tell me you don't understand!" Alaric's tone was icy.

Marrying a man who neither loved her nor could stand her tantrums would never bring her happiness.

he ever be content or willingly be a

them

this relationship would only destroy

without you..." Georgia stepped forward, attempting to grasp his hand, her eyes

touch him. His desire to turn and walk away

like me, a regular guy. It's not

herself, had told him everything he

to be the

he was supposed to cater to her, marry

her words clearly hitting

away from everything than marry

driven him to embrace a

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