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.”

separate room. The children were asleep, too,

knew what booking the Presidential

grip around her waist, dominant and

to

was already open, and Lysander led her

mahogany door while Lysander’s muscular

into her ear, his hot breath

Thalassa shivered involuntarily.

a stark contrast with Lysander’s warm body pressing against her, creating a sensation of both cold and

breath hitch and her

kissed the sensitive skin behind her ear, his

lips were both cold and warm as he nibbled on her skin,

Thalassa tried to push him

his strong grip before

strong, leaving her no room for

the other around her

gentle kisses turned fierce, moving from her neck to her jaw, then

passionately, leading her

plush bed covered in down comforters.