Chapter 361

Thalassa was consumed by fear as Lysander dominated her with his powerful aura. No matter how much she struggled, she was his prey.

He flipped her beneath him, his strength making her resistance futile. With a swift pull, her clothes were torn away, leaving her as vulnerable as a peeled egg.

The sight of her delicate and pale skin made Lysander’s eyes darken with wild desire. He swiftly undid his buttons and removed his shirt to reveal his chiseled muscles, radiating with distinct masculine charm.

Thalassa’s heart pounded in her chest as she tried to retreat, “No, don’t. uh.”

Her pleas and terror were swallowed in the dawn’s early light.

wasn’t until noon that Thalassa fell

lift her heavy eyelids

A warm body pressed

and intense

defined and beautiful. It was Lysander’s chest. She tried to retreat, her hand instinctively

flutter. The realization that she was touching Lysander’s abs made

to hold her breath. She

ring relentlessly from the bedside table, sending waves of

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