The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 415

Thalassa paused, tension coursing through her frame as she maneuvered around the sofa, heading towards the secluded corner of the room.

As she passed by Lysander, her wrist was abruptly seized.

His palm, calloused from years of labor, was strong and warm.

As he held onto Thalassa, her heart gave an involuntary flutter, and she glanced back at him.

His eyes met hers briefly before he pulled her to sit next to him, his arm casually draped around her waist.

The gesture was undeniably intimate.

Thalassa’s heart hammered in her chest as she attempted to pull away, but Lysander’s grip was unyielding.

Seemingly sensing her reluctance, Lysander tightened his hold on her slender waist, ensuring she remained seated beside him.

“Grandpa, do you need anything?” Lysander pre-empted, addressing Zephyr.

sight of Lysander’s arm around Thalassa’s waist. It was a familiar gesture, one that hinted at the intimacy and affection between lovers, and the dominance a man felt over his woman.

knew Lysander was flaunting this deliberately.

“Regarding Charlotte.”

discuss the arranged marriage” Lysander cut

for a moment, before sliding over his hand on Thalassa’s waist, “Fitch said you didn’t return to the villa last night.” “Grandpa, you seem to have a lot of free time lately. I’ve asked David to book tickets for you to travel abroad, take a breather,” Lysander offered, pouring

deflection, each word a rejection.

agree to the arranged marriage, nor

from the villa last night was none of his

who

appreciated his grandparents’ concern, but he was no longer a child.

understanding Lysander’s message.

opinions, and was no

Zephyr felt a pang of discomfort.

downed his water in one gulp, shooting Thalassa a sharp glance before

as if she’d been stabbed in

heart felt as if it was

for her was