The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Alaric was one of those guys who seemed to believe life without a woman by his side wasn't worth living.

Hertha could have sworn he and Georgia had hooked up countless times. Over the three years, with 365 days each, she wouldn't have been surprised if they'd been together over a thousand times. But she was floored when Alaric admitted it was only once.

"She tried to seduce me, but I turned her down every time," Alaric said, propping himself up on his arms beside Hertha, his chest hovering above her as he tried to keep his balance, answering her question earnestly.

"Turned her down? You? How could you possibly resist?" Hertha chuckled.

"Me? What kind of person do you think I am?" Alaric bristled. "Oh, Hertha, in your eyes, am I just some kind of guy who can't control himself around women?"

"Well, aren't you?" Hertha countered.

the one chasing after me three years ago. Even when I wasn't

smile faded. Alaric had hit a nerve, and it stung. She was about to snap back but remembered she'd promised Alaric she wouldn't get angry. Besides, he was right. Back then, she had been the one desperately pursuing Alaric, practically throwing herself at him while

Georgia. Why are you bringing up the past?" Hertha said, dissatisfaction clear

interested in were to throw

three years ago,"

"We had checked into the hotel together,

before, don't just throw around that 'I thought she was you' excuse lightly. Look at what happened to Leopold when he thought Isabella Everhart was Thalassa

hated that excuse. To her, it

line. "But that one time, really was an accident. If I hadn't been drunk, nothing would have happened between us. You

your mother that you didn't like her, or was there another reason?" Hertha

her entitled, bossy attitude I couldn't stand, and more