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.

the phone tore at Thalassa’s

like a jackhammer, her breath

she tried

nipped at

serve as a

pain making her frown,

released her. His eyes were glistening as he watched her. He

were misty, her breath shallow. She propped herself up on the car door, half-lying on the car

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

normal circumstances, Thalassa wouldn’t have answered calls from

were too many spam calls, and she didn’t have the time

Lysander’s penetrating gaze was fixated

would have only made

and slid to answer the

like Lysander. Don’t let people think you got the

been hired the day before to