The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet novel Chapter 1150

Hertha's cheeks flared a fiery red as she hastily retorted, "Get over yourself. Who'd want to sleep with you? If I didn't want some alone time with Dominic, do you think I'd agree to play your little girlfriend charade to appease your family?"

"Why are you standing so far away, then? Afraid I'll gobble you up?" Alaric's lips curled into an amused smirk, his tone teasing and relaxed.

"It's because I'm afraid you won’t be able to control yourself!" Hertha blurted out defensively.

"Trust me, with all the women I’ve met, you don't light my fire," Alaric replied, his voice as cool as a cucumber.

Deflated, Hertha's temper flared up in a flash, "Oh, so you feel accomplished? I bet you're as worn out as an old nail!"

Hertha was undefeated in a war of words.

The smile that had been playing at the corner of Alaric's mouth vanished, and his gaze turned steely as he looked at Hertha. "Are you even a lady? How can you spout such talk?"

"Can't you tell if I’m a woman? What, are you blind?" Hertha shot back.

Alaric took a deep breath, visibly annoyed, and nodded, "Yeah, I must be blind. Maybe it’s time I found out for myself if you're really a woman, and showed you if I’m as worn out as you claim!"

"How do you propose doing that?" Hertha retorted without thinking.

Alaric’s eyes widened incredulously, doubting whether her remark was intentional, just to get a rise out of him.