The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 503

She had a sinking feeling that she wouldn’t want to visit this place again.

To her surprise, he had prepared an array of clothes just for her.

That simple thought sent a chill down Thalassa’s spine.

Suddenly, a glimpse of his neck caught her eye; her heart skipped a beat in fear.

He was clad in a slate-grey silk nightshirt, casually unbuttoned to reveal his slender neck and masculine collarbone.

A large, conspicuous hickey sat at the top of his collarbone, its redness and distinct tooth marks impossible to miss.

Thalassa froze. It was her handiwork.

Lysander’s eyes narrowed, holding a dangerous gaze as he watched her surprised and fearful expression.

The housemaid had also reacted oddly upon seeing it.

He turned and walked towards the bathroom where a mirror resided.

Thalassa quickly grabbed a long dress from the wardrobe, intending to change into

the back of

Thalassa shrieked in

yanked towards him,

her cheeks, pressing them together to pout her lips; her

Thalassa broke free. She was panting heavily, “It was you who wouldn’t let go of me! If I hadn’t bitten you then, I would

remembered pleading him to let her go, but

so much pain that she bit down

didn’t seem to feel any

to

like a wild cat always nibbling

her. “Don’t let it happen again,” he said before leaving

changed into

enjoying his meal. “Can I go now?”

“Eat first.”

genuinely in a hurry. She didn’t wait for his response before striding

blocked her way, forcing

asked, standing next to Lysander with