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.

himself with irritation. "Hertha, let's not forget, you were the one chasing after me three years ago. Even when I

she wouldn't get angry. Besides,

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

trying to make a point. Even if a woman I'm not interested in were

with Georgia three years ago," Hertha pointed out

thought she was you," Alaric explained. "We had checked into the hotel together, how was I supposed to know Georgia would

told you before, don't just throw around that 'I thought she was you' excuse lightly. Look at what happened

especially hated that excuse. To her, it was

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

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

because my mother chose her. It was her entitled, bossy attitude I