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 it in the

the back of

Thalassa shrieked

towards him, facing his dark, brooding

You want to lose that mouth of yours?” He held her cheeks, pressing them together to pout her lips; her red lips looked

heavily, “It was you who wouldn’t let go of me! If I hadn’t

let her go, but her words fell

so much pain that she bit down

seem to feel any

however, seemed to

was like a wild

happen again,” he said before leaving the

changed

went downstairs again, she saw Lysander enjoying his meal. “Can I go

“Eat first.”

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

blocked her way, forcing

after I finish eating?” she asked, standing next to Lysander