The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Hertha gritted her teeth, forcing out each word: "Alaric, you're threatening me, aren't you!"

"It's not a threat, I just desperately want your forgiveness," Alaric replied earnestly. "Hertha, I want to marry you. I've never felt so strongly about marrying someone before." The Alaric standing before her seemed like a different person, earnest and focused. Usually, he was carefree and charming, as if nothing in the world could bother him. His sudden seriousness and depth of emotion caught Hertha off guard.

His words softened her heart a bit. She relented, "Just go back, I'll think about it."

"Really?" Alaric's eyes lit up.

"Do you think I'm like you, not keeping my word?" Hertha glared at him.

Alaric's lips curled up, his serious expression instantly replaced with his usual rogue charm.

He put on his robe and walked out.

As he passed Hertha, he leaned in to steal a kiss.

Startled, Hertha dodged and slapped him on the back, "Trying to sneak one by me, huh? Get lost! And quick about it!"

laugh as carefree as a blooming flower, walking

when Alaric had completely left did Hertha

closeness from last night to this morning

her reservations, her affection for Alaric remained unwavering;

about wanting to marry her had indeed shaken

of someone you deeply love is

seemed even more heartbreaking, and the pain would last longer. When Hertha said she'd consider it, she truly

lost in thought

when Kimberly came

carryin

and

lock, only to find

belongs to en.swnovel tent

you won't let me see?" Kimberly said as she walked into Hertha's room, checking the curtains

down across from Hertha,