The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 1150

Hertha’s cheeks flared a fiery red as she hastily retorted, “Get over yourself. Who’d want to sleep with you? If I didn’t want some alone time with Dominic, do you think I’d agree to play your little girlfriend charade to appease your family?”

“Why are you standing so far away, then? Afraid I’ll gobble you up?” Alaric’s lips curled into an amused smirk, his tone teasing and relaxed

“It’s because I’m afraid you won’t be able to control yourself!” Hertha blurted out defensively.

“Trust me, with all the women I’ve met, you don’t light my fire,” Alaric replied, his voice as

cool as a cucumber.

Deflated, Hertha’s temper flared up in a flash, “Oh, so you feel accomplished? I bet you’re

as worn out as an old nail!”

was undefeated in a

mouth vanished, and his gaze turned steely as he looked at Hertha. “Are you even a lady? How can

woman? What,

breath, visibly annoyed, and nodded, “Yeah, I must be blind. Maybe it’s time I found out for myself if you’re really a woman, and

do you propose doing that?”

incredulously, doubting whether her remark was intentional, just to get a

with a hint of confusion in her eyes. Their eyes locked, and an unspoken energy

she took in his devilishly handsome features. His narrow, seductive eyes locked onto hers,

to her fair skin, droplets of water trailing down, her petite and slightly voluptuous figure enveloped in his bathrobe, giving

been trying to suppress surged to his

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tension, Hertha pinched her

“Your back’s just a bit bruised, nothing serious. It should be fine in a few