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.

frowning.

neck to her waist, pulling her close, making her unable

gaze was condescending. He said in a nonchalant tone, “How

unease.

aura. Thalassa didn’t dare

in college. He pursued her for two

a cold smirk, “Two years, quite the

two years, and she loved him, why

ago, in the old barn, he had deeply felt that

a feeling

the red blooming mark on the

me first?” Thalassa blurted out, her

large hand was gripping her waist, his

against him, in a position that was far

cheeks were flushed

as a rose, and he could feel the faint scent

become restless,

back of her head, and he buried his head in her delicate neck, biting down

sharp pain of teeth sinking into her

panicky