The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Hertha was a bundle of nerves, her hand still clutching Alaric's arm, frozen in place, too scared to answer the door.

The doorbell rang again, pulling at Hertha's nerves like a relentless tug-of-war. Her heart pounded like a drum solo, her scalp tingled, and her breath seemed to freeze in her lungs.

She glanced at Alaric in panic, only to find him casually tilting his head, those captivating eyes fixed on her, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips, exuding a carefree and slightly roguish vibe.

Seeing his relaxed demeanor made Hertha think of the possibility that her little munchkins might be outside. If she opened the door now, they would run straight into this irresponsible man who might at any moment compete with her for their attention.

Hertha felt like she was on the verge of a breakdown.

Without thinking, she gripped Alaric's arm tighter, ready to drag him away and stuff him into a room.

Just as she moved, Alaric chuckled lightly, "I'm curious to see who's at the door, making you this scared."

With that, he stepped forward to open the door.

"No..." Hertha's eyes widened, about to stop him, but it was already too late.

Alaric swung the door open.

unfolding before her, bracing for the agony of anticipation. At the door stood Spencer,

around Spencer's shoulder, both wearing content

it was Spencer

her lips pursed, eyes closed, in a state of fear and reluctance to face the

Hertha still hung up on Spencer? Knowing he

YOUR FAVOURITE

she face him being

once loved, yet why did she seem to care

had a new girlfriend, and she couldn't face him, but when he had a fiancée

now, she had even

without any regard

engaged status? Was she just looking for a

no-strings-attached fling?

thought he was quite the playboy, but

and leave 'em was her specialty, it

she loved 'em and left 'em, he could accept that. At least he was among the many men

him now that he had a