The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

It was a past he couldn't scrub clean, no matter how hard he tried.

All because, like Ethan, he once didn't believe in love, thinking a good time was all that mattered.

Youthful folly, pure and simple.

Now, wanting a home of his own, those histories became the stains he couldn't wash away.

Hertha cared, and there was no way he could explain it to her.

Fearing he'd only make things worse, he simply avoided the topic.

Hertha looked away, focusing on her meal instead, not dwelling on the matter.

She realized her own issues too. Having decided to overcome her mental barriers and accept everything about Alaric, she shouldn't be so sensitive. She ought to interact with Alaric normally.

something in theory and overcoming the

the bill. As they were leaving, Hertha suddenly suggested, "Let's catch 'Sizzling

atmosphere

couldn't let go of Alaric, she had to gradually let go of her reservations

of surprise and happiness lighting up his

there's a mall nearby with a cinema," he said, visibly cheered

"Okay," Hertha replied.

her, his large

dry, comforting against Hertha's. The warmth and the gentle palpitations it sparked felt like a unique kind of e happiness,

overpowered the defenses around

wanted to let go of her reservations, to not overthink enjoying a date with and bathed in the rosy hue

him, resting her

her closeness, Alaric was even more moved, tilting his head to touch

the time they left,