The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

"Uh..." Thalassa was caught off guard, her breath stolen before she could react. She was startled at first, but then her body relaxed, melting into his embrace as she reciprocated the kiss. Lysander cradled the back of her head, deepening the kiss, savoring the sweet taste of her lips, that long-missed, intoxicating sweetness that drove him wild.

After dropping Lydia off at Dr. Funke's clinic, Alaric drove Hertha home.

On the way, Alaric couldn't wait to discuss their future plans with Hertha.

"Hertha, Thalassa and Lysander have already gone home. When do we get our marriage license?" Alaric asked, stealing glances at Hertha while he drove.

"Focus on the road, will you? Haven't you learned anything from that car accident last time?" Hertha crossed her arms and rolled her eyes at Alaric from the back seat.

"Alright, we'll talk about it when we get home," Alaric said, meek as a lamb, heeding Hertha's words.

The rest of the journey was silent.

Alaric drove quietly.

Soon, they arrived at the parking lot of Gulfstream Community.

Hertha got out first, striding towards the building. Alaric quickly locked the car and followed.

to her, he asked, "Hertha,

that. I haven't agreed to marry you yet," Hertha hadn't gotten over the disappointment and irritation that had been building for days. Alaric panicked, "Hertha, how

mom who agreed to

made it happen! I brought the household register!" Alaric

my mom who agreed, maybe you should marry

keep her promise and

exasperated, "I've never seen anyone so shamelessly

elevator arrived, and Hertha

shamelessly persistent because I'm sticking with you,

stopped it with his hand, pushing it open and walking in as if it was the most natural thing, extending

"Why do you need

your mom. Tell her how you're backing out. I finally get the household register, and now you're

out? Let's see who's really being shameless here,"

Hertha and Alaric

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