The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 1965

Chapter 1965

Being obsessed with looks and crushes is a killer, man.

Hertha bit her tongue, reminding herself that this was just the price she had to pay for her youthful follies.

"Alright then, I'm a quick driver," Hertha informed with a brief nod before starting the car and accelerating away. "Whoa!" Alaric was jolted by the sudden movement, hastily grabbing the seatbelt as he let out a sound of surprise.

"Hertha, it's a real shame you're not a race car driver," Alaric teased her.

"What's it to you whether I become a race car driver or not!" Hertha was full of complaints and didn't want to engage in a proper conversation with him.

"I was just joking, why so serious?" Alaric chuckled mischievously.

"Alaric, spit it out, what do you really want?" Hertha questioned him while she drove.

She was done beating around the bush with him.

He was clearly there with a purpose today, yet all he did was joke around without getting to the point.

what do you say?" Alaric turned to look at Hertha's profile, a playful smile on

true feelings are

you lost your mind? Forgot what I

race, filling her with

couldn't tell if it was out of sheer rejection or curiosity to

I really don't remember,"

Alaric winking at her, those fox-like

was handsome enough without trying, his smile naturally captivating. But now, he

eighty miles per

press down harder on

suddenly

Alaric gripped the

car surged forward and crashed into the

Hertha was petrified, her other foot frantically hitting

things got

before things got me

took effect, and the

to a halt.

Everything stood still.