The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 337

The moment Thalassa opened her eyes, her numb consciousness resurged along with a brutal pain, as if her nape had been fractured.

She grimaced in pain, propping herself up on the bed with her hands.

Before she could make out her surroundings, a hushed male voice echoed beside her.

The voice was deep and rich, suggestive of a mature man.

Her heart rate spiked as she hastily turned towards the source of the voice. Her eyes landed on a handsome face, radiating a gentle warmth. His eyes were closed, brows furrowed in discomfort.

This man was none other than Leopold!

The blanket only covered up to his chest, revealing his firm and smooth shoulders.

Even though only a small part was visible, Thalassa could tell that he was shirtless!

Moreover, she was lying right next to him!

This positioning was far too intimate.

Why was he beside her?

why was she

due to the pressure on her nerves. She

eyes. Seeing the woman’s

his voice stern and cold.

explained, “I was returning your clothes. I was knocked out as soon as I entered. I don’t know why I’m on your bed.”

to leave the bed but was

was forcefully kicked

air ripple and dropping the room’s temperature

chill

she could retract her hand,

dressed in a handcrafted black suit that accentuated his

as beautiful as a sculpture, resembling a world-class gentleman, but his chiseled facial features were taut, like a string ready to snap at any moment. His icy

the man, her lips

she could comprehend the situation, Lysander crossed the room with his long strides. He grabbed her other hand and yanked her off

her waist, pulling her against his

taken aback.

holding Thalassa’s hand, lost his grip due to Lysander’s force. He tried to hold on but failed. He reluctantly let go of her fingers, but

slipped from his grasp, his palm felt

at the newcomer. “Lysander, what brings you here?”