The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 244

Lysander held a cigarette between his fingers, the bright orange glow flickering on his fingertips. A spark was visible in his deep–set

eyes.

Yet, the warmth of the ember did nothing to thaw the chill around him. He radiated an icy, sharp aura.

Upon seeing Lysander’s icy face, Thalassa felt her breath hitched. She approached him cautiously and asked warily, “Mr. Sinclair, why are you out here so late?”

Just as she got close, Lysander suddenly grabbed her by the nape of her neck.

“Ah!” Thalassa got startled, completely taken off guard.

Before she could react, Lysander yanked her towards him.

She crashed into his chest, and the ember from the cigarette in Lysander’s hand nearly scorched her hand.

Thalassa could distinctly feel a slight heat streak across her hand.

As the ember was about to touch her skin, Lysander moved his hand away. He tossed the cigarette on the ground and stomped it out with his black leather shoe.

However, his grip on her neck didn’t loosen.

in pain, frowning. “Mr. Sinclair, you’re hurting

moved his hand from her neck to her waist, pulling her close,

icy gaze was condescending. He said in a nonchalant tone,

and unease. Why was he suddenly asking

Thalassa didn’t dare to

college. He pursued her for two months, and she agreed,

a cold smirk, “Two years, quite the

years, and she loved him, why was she still a

old barn, he had deeply felt that she was a

a feeling that couldn’t

blooming mark on the hay couldn’t be fabricated

could you let go of me

gripping her waist,

a position that was far

cheeks were flushed

saw her face. It was as blooming as a rose,

to become restless, his

head, and he buried his head in her delicate neck,

felt the sharp pain of teeth sinking into her flesh, and she

felt panicky but