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.

atmosphere spread

of the phone tore at Thalassa’s

heart pounded like a jackhammer, her breath

trembled as she tried to push him

Lysander nipped at

serve as a lesson but not enough to draw blood.

the pain making her frown, her

he watched her. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, his voice

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

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

Thalassa wouldn’t have answered

she didn’t have the time to deal

was different. Lysander’s

would have only

and slid to answer

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

paused, only then remembering she had been hired the day before to work for Ethan, Lysander’s good