The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 212

Chapter 212

Thalassa stood in front of a black Rolls Royce, its polished surface still gleaming with a luxurious sheen, even in the absence of light.

She did a lap around the car and noticed a punctured tire.

The tire was flat causing one side of the car to sit lower than the other.

Crouching down, Thalassa inspected the tire closely. Near the ground, she spotted a silver needle embedded in the rubber.

That was the culprit that punctured the tire.

She reached out to grasp the end of the needle, pulling with all her might to yank it out.

But the needle was lodged deeply, and despite her efforts, it wouldn’t budge.

Perhaps it was because she couldn’t muster enough strength while crouching that she stood up, bent over, and gave it her all, gripping the end of the needle.

One, two, three!

“Whoosh!”

The needle finally came out. As the needle was freed from the tire, her body, due to the excessive force, toppled backward.

She braced herself for a painful butt–landing.

But suddenly, she crashed into a solid, wide, lean, and strong embrace.

She hit the man’s chest with such force that it would’ve knocked an average person off his feet.

But this man was strong, extremely steady, tall with powerful legs, and had a tremendous sense of stability.

He didn’t even flinch, instead, he wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her into his chest.

In his strong masculine presence and his cold, intimidating aura, Thalassa hurriedly apologized, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to.”

In her panicked gaze, she saw his chiseled face, his deep–set features, and his star–like eyes–handsome and profound.

speech faltered, her heart skipped a beat. “Holy

his embrace,

took a step towards her, his

overwhelmed by his powerful

was

back hit the car, and she was cornered with nowhere to go.

leaned in, his hot

familiar to her from a stormy night five years

his lips were getting closer, and she nervously

her ear with his deep, magnetic voice, “You

hastily explained,

you’re interested in me?” Lysander’s deep voice held

implicit and mysterious words made Thalassa’s heart race and her cheeks involuntarily

her off, and

that, he released his hold on her and stepped into

her racing heart,

Chapter 212

in front of a black Rolls Royce, its polished surface

a lap around the car and noticed

tire was flat causing one side of the car to sit lower than the

Thalassa inspected the tire closely. Near the ground, she

culprit that punctured

needle, pulling with all her might to yank it

and despite

crouching that she stood up, bent over, and

One, two, three!

“Whoosh!”

was freed from the tire, her body, due to the excessive force,

herself for a

she crashed into a solid, wide, lean, and strong

chest with such force that it would’ve knocked

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