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.

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

was flaunting

“Regarding Charlotte.”

discuss the arranged marriage” Lysander cut him off.

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 Zephyr a glass

a deflection, each word a rejection.

agree to the arranged marriage, nor would he marry Charlotte:

from the villa last night

a grown man who could take responsibility for

concern, but he was no longer a

understanding Lysander’s

and was no longer willing to be controlled.

this, Zephyr felt a pang of discomfort.

water in one gulp, shooting Thalassa a sharp

she’d been stabbed in the heart, the pain sharp

initial pain subsided, her heart felt as if it was stuffed with cotton,

was evident and