The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 476

His kiss, laced with the intoxicating scent of masculinity, danced across the delicate curve of her neck.

Thalassa shivered involuntarily.

Her nerves were tingling.

Without giving much thought, she hugged his head, her voice a soft whisper, “Mr. Sinclair, I’ve spilled coffee on myself. I wouldn’t want to stain your clothes.”

Lysander continued to nuzzle her skin, his voice husky and seductive, “Let me help you clean up.”

Thalassa’s head buzzed. She was trying to tell him she was dirty and hoping he would keep his distance.

But he seemed to be on a different wavelength.

No sooner had he spoken, Thalassa was swept off her feet, carried effortlessly towards the bathroom.

Thalassa wrapped her arms around his neck as a natural movement. As they approached the bathroom, her panic surged. “Mr. Sinclair, I can walk,” she said.

“We’ll clean up together,” he replied, his voice rough and firm.

was kicked open by his

did not boast the grandeur of Royal Estates. The bathroom was a

them, and Lysander’s towering and muscular build, the room

his intimidating presence and intense masculine

in that moment,

shed his

turned on. Warm water was cascading down from above,

she was

tall and perfect figure was all filled with masculine

breath hitched a

his neck; her blood tingled even more at the sight of

me?” Thalassa tried to

panic.

he would

paused kissing her neck; his

have to

She held his neck tightly and jerked her head. The steam in the room blurred her vision, and she saw the light above her

Around 10 PM.

bed, not wanting