The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

"You, young lady, must've skipped the heart-to-heart again. Fine, let's chat after your shower. I'll start tidying up your room." Kimberly was on the verge of snapping back, but then she thought better of it. Arguing now would get them nowhere.

What?

Her mom was going to clean her room!

Hertha's heart, which had just started to calm down, was now racing again. Panic clouded her mind.

Her and Alaric's clothes were still strewn all over the room, unattended. The moment her mom stepped in, she'd see the chaotic scene.

She would definitely guess what had happened.

What to do, what to do?

Hertha was so anxious she began to pace, accidentally stepping on Alaric's foot in the process.

"Hertha!" Alaric's voice, damp from the shower, deep and rich, was about to give her a piece of his mind.

continue,

to reach, bringing

warmth, Alaric tensed up, his gaze darkening as he

rush and her body scorchingly hot. Realizing her mistake, Hertha's eyes widened as

mother was

accidentally provoked this man, who seemed ready to pounce

a rock and a

she was about

noticed Alaric's Adam's apple bob, that sexy throat movement, signaling his current

here they were, in the midst of chaos, and he was still thinking about... those things! Hertha's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly released his lips, stepping

wet tiles were slippery, and

to

was about to fall flat on her face, a strong arm wrapped around her

no longer hear her own heartbeat, only Alaric's strong and