The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 434

“Looked like you still didn’t learn your lessons, huh?” Lysander’s icy gaze was as chilling as a winter storm, his handsome face a mask of frosty indifference.

His cold breath fanned across her face, making Thalassa shudder involuntarily.

She recalled his threatening words, his promise that if she dared to run, he would make her life a living hell.

A ripple of fear passed through her as she stammered, “Mr. Sinclair, I was wrong.”

“Too late,” Lysander’s icy words fell upon her liked the first snowflakes of winter. He released her chin, wrapped his arm around her slender waist, and strode out of

the restroom.

He pulled out his phone and dialed a number, “Presidential suite, please.”

With that, he slipped his phone back into the pocket of his suit.

Fear blossomed in Thalassa, making her legs wobble.

She pleaded hastily, “Mr. Sinclair, it’s late. I need to get back.”

telling Evelyn, who was sleeping in a separate room. The children were asleep, too, and would panic if they woke up

what booking the Presidential suite meant.

his grip around her waist,

need to

straight to the top floor, where the Presidential suite was located. The door was already

mahogany door while

into her ear, his

Thalassa shivered involuntarily.

door created a stark contrast with Lysander’s warm body pressing against her, creating a

making her breath hitch

behind her ear, his breath fanning across

nibbled on

tried to push him away.

his strong grip before she could even touch his chest.

her no room for resistance.

hers and the other around

moving from her neck to her jaw, then finally to

leading

plush bed covered in down comforters.