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.

theory and overcoming the emotional distance were

in silence, Alaric paid the bill. As they were leaving, Hertha suddenly suggested, "Let's catch 'Sizzling Secrets', it's all the rage

the one who had turned the atmosphere awkward and felt it was on her to lighten

she had to gradually let go of her

a look of surprise and happiness lighting up his face

a mall nearby with a cinema," he

"Okay," Hertha replied.

came back to her, his large hand enveloping hers. The sunshine

like a unique kind of e happiness, different from the

overpowered the

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

to him, resting her head on his shoulder in

tilting his head to touch hers,

by the time they left, it was around eleven