The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 596

His kiss was no longer the domineering, wild passion of the night before. It was gentle, soothing, like a balm.

Thalassa felt her body went soft.

Lysander’s large hand cradled the back of her head, holding her pliant body steady.

Kissing her sweet, yielding lips set his blood ablaze.

His hand started to move lower.

Suddenly, the piercing ring of a cell phone broke the silence.

It was Thalassa’s phone, vibrating in her pocket.

The cell phone’s ring seemed deafening in the intimate, hushed space.

Startled, Thalassa opened her eyes wide. In front of her was Lysander’s magnified handsome face. His skin was taut, and each pore was visible. His deep breaths fanned her face, moist kisses peppering her skin, his Adam’s apple bobbing.

At that moment, Thalassa was acutely aware of every detail of Lysander’s kiss.

charged atmosphere spread throughout the car.

of the phone tore at Thalassa’s nerves.

like a jackhammer, her

hands trembled as she tried to push

resistance, Lysander nipped at her lips in

was just painful enough to serve as a lesson but not enough to draw blood.

the pain making her

glistening as he watched her. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, his voice husky, “Answer

shallow. She propped herself up on the car door, half-lying on the

up straight, trying to regulate her breathing. She pulled out the phone from her pocket and saw the call was from an unknown number.

normal circumstances, Thalassa wouldn’t have answered calls from

didn’t have the time to deal with them.

Lysander’s

it would have

breath, and slid to answer the

you have work today, did you? I don’t run things like Lysander. Don’t let people think you got the job because of any connections,” came the teasing voice of Ethan from the

the day before to work for Ethan, Lysander’s good friend.