The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 1632

Alaric was fuming, his heart a tinderbox ignited at the thought of Hertha fancying someone else, dreaming of having her way with another man in bed. It was like a firecracker had been set off in Alaric's chest, flaring his temper instantly. How could she fancy someone else, fantasizing about being with another man in bed?

Alaric slammed the brakes, his gaze shooting daggers at Hertha. Hertha, jolted forward by his sudden stop, nearly hit her forehead against the back of the passenger seat. She quickly steadied herself, barely avoiding injury. Shaken, her first concern was for Thalassa, "Thalassa, are you alright?"

Thalassa, clinging to the back of the driver's seat, shook her head, "I'm fine."

Hertha, irritated, glared at Alaric, "Are you crazy, slamming the brakes like that? What if you had given me another concussion? I'm still not over the last one!"

Alaric, already seething, felt his anger deflate a bit at her retort. His impulsive braking, he realized, had been reckless. Swallowing his pride, he mumbled an apology, "Sorry, it won't happen again."

you anymore!" Hertha huffed, turning her gaze away in a mix

the car, knowing Hertha was upset. He didn't press her further on the topic. But the thought of her liking someone else, fantasizing

stop at

the door. The person was dressed in a sleek blue turtleneck under a black and white checkered shirt, paired with navy slim- fit trousers and dark shoes. Standing tall and elegant, his presence was

Callum Gordon, the very definition of gentlemanly charm. Thalassa, surprised, asked, "Callum Gordon, what brings

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soft voice filled the air, "I've been

me?" Thalassa was puzzled, unsure of the reason behind his visit. As she unlocked the door, curiosity

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