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.

her heart skipped a beat. “Holy cow,

embrace, nervously

step towards her,

felt overwhelmed by his

Realizing she was

back hit the car, and she was cornered with nowhere to go. Lysander leaned against the car, trapping her between his chest

his hot breath getting

so familiar to her from a stormy night five

getting closer, and she nervously turned

her ear with his deep,

sensitive ear, causing her to shrink her neck. She hastily explained, “No, it’s not like that, Mr. Sinclair, you’re misunderstanding and I’m not interested

in me?” Lysander’s deep voice held a

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

off, and his commanding voice

he released his hold on her and stepped into the

her racing heart, trying to calm

Chapter 212

in front of a black Rolls Royce, its polished surface still gleaming with a luxurious

did a lap around the car and noticed

one side of the car to sit lower than

down, Thalassa inspected the tire closely. Near the ground, she

the culprit that punctured the

grasp the end of the needle, pulling

lodged deeply, and despite her efforts,

she couldn’t muster enough strength while crouching that she stood up, bent

One, two, three!

“Whoosh!”

As the needle was freed from the tire, her body, due to the excessive

herself for

suddenly, she crashed into a solid, wide, lean,

that it would’ve knocked an average person off

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