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

phone tore

a

hands trembled as she tried to push

her feeble resistance, Lysander nipped at her

serve as a lesson

Thalassa’s head spun, the pain making her frown, her

he watched her. He wiped his mouth with the back

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

collect herself, she quickly sat up straight, trying to regulate her breathing. She pulled out

Thalassa wouldn’t have answered

many spam calls, and she didn’t have the time to deal with

Lysander’s penetrating gaze was

she didn’t answer, it would have only made her look guilty.

suppressing her ragged breath, and slid

didn’t forget you have work today, did you? I don’t run things like Lysander. Don’t let people think you

only then remembering she had been hired the