The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 2017

A charming smile spread across his handsome face. "Feeling tired, huh? Better hit the hay early and stop fretting about all that mess."

His warm, suggestive breath caressed Hertha's face, a robust aura seeping through her skin into her pores, making her blood simmer with a faint heat.

Hertha snapped back to reality, her gaze locking with Alaric, meeting his seductive, fox-like eyes.

Amber pupils shimmered like water under moonlight, casting a bewitching glow.

Just one glance was enough to unsettle the heart and disrupt one's breathing.

Hertha thought to herself, she was done for. From the moment she was dazzled by Alaric, she had fallen into a trap of her own making, not one laid out by Alaric.

The traps set by others weren't the scariest; the ones we set for ourselves were, like a maze with no exit in sight.

But then again, who could resist being a hopeless romantic?

With a smile that bloomed like the brightest of dawns, Hertha replied to Alaric, "You're right, time to sleep. Goodnight."

shoes, swung her legs up and through Alaric's arms, and hoisted herself onto the bed. With a roll,

was taken aback. He thought Hertha would throw a tantrum, engage in a little back-and-forth, but she complied

off hit him square in the buttocks, a

down at Hertha, who

the receptionist been enough to rile

acting as

over that incident from three

No, that

more

asn't like Hertha. The

would typically clamp

and confront him, the more

with that smile, the

face close to hers, his voice a magnetic whisper, "We finally get a date night, how about we spice things

stirred something in Alaric,

a room with Hertha, and possibly