"You, young lady, must've skipped the heart-to-heart again. Fine, let's chat after your shower. I'll start tidying up your room." Kimberly was on the verge of snapping back, but then she thought better of it. Arguing now would get them nowhere.

What?

Her mom was going to clean her room!

Hertha's heart, which had just started to calm down, was now racing again. Panic clouded her mind.

Her and Alaric's clothes were still strewn all over the room, unattended. The moment her mom stepped in, she'd see the chaotic scene.

She would definitely guess what had happened.

What to do, what to do?

Hertha was so anxious she began to pace, accidentally stepping on Alaric's foot in the process.

"Hertha!" Alaric's voice, damp from the shower, deep and rich, was about to give her a piece of his mind.

could continue, Hertha covered

stretch to reach, bringing their bodies close

tensed up, his gaze

scorchingly hot. Realizing her mistake, Hertha's eyes widened as she stared at Alaric, who was

mother was about

Inside, she had accidentally provoked this man, who seemed ready to pounce at any moment, like a replay of last night's

between a rock

she was about

bob, that sexy throat movement, signaling

were, in the midst of chaos, and he was still thinking about... those things! Hertha's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly released his lips, stepping back

were slippery, and

Hertha's feet slid from under Ker. Trying not to scream, she gasped,

was no use. Just as she was about to fall flat on her face, a strong arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her back into

so close, Hertha could no longer hear

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