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

of the phone

a jackhammer, her breath

she tried to

her feeble resistance, Lysander nipped at her

painful enough to serve as a lesson but not

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

she couldn’t escape him, Lysander released her. His eyes were glistening as he watched her. He wiped his mouth with

the car door, half-lying on the car seat in a vulnerable position.

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

wouldn’t have answered calls from

calls, and she didn’t have the

Lysander’s

would have

suppressing her ragged breath, and slid to answer the call, “Hello…”

run things like Lysander. Don’t let people think you got the job because of any connections,” came the teasing voice of

the day before to work