The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Alaric slung his arm around the burly guy's shoulder, his voice dropping to a delicate whisper, "Hey, these two ladies are like sisters to me, we're super tight. Why don't you hit them up on WhatsApp? Better yet add me first. I've got a thing for rugged, masculine guys like you. Plus, I'm really into spicing things up in the bedroom, if you know what I mean. Add me, and I'll make sure they add you..."

Alaric, with his devilishly charming looks and a body that could easily make both men and women do a double-take, was dressed in a pink shirt that only amplified his allure. His physique was lean and more stunning than that of most women. The way he modulated his voice was a performance in itself, perfectly capturing the essence of flamboyance.

Watching Alaric's antics and hearing his words left Hertha in utter shock, her eyes wide and mouth agape, nearly choking on her own spit.

"Holy smokes, does Alaric even realize what he's saying?"

"When he gets all dolled up like that, no woman stands a chance. Who can relate?"

Hertha's heart was racing, nearly leaping out of her throat. Thalassa was equally stunned, witnessing a side of Alaric they were totally unprepared for.

and your 'sisters' enjoy your drinks. I'll head back to my table." With that, the burly guy beat a hasty retreat, wiping the sweat off his forehead. He was a straight shooter, through and through. The

guy was gone, Alaric's facade dropped, and he turned to Thalassa and Hertha, "Still

Thalassa, who were also rattled by the earlier encounter. Standing up, Thalassa declared, "No more drinks, let's head

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nodding in agreement, "Yeah,

them a look and started walking towards his car, with Hertha and Thalassa following sheepishly. They had all been drinking and

the car, Alaric finally addressed the elephant in the room, "Hertha, what were you