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.

spread

phone tore

pounded like a

tried to push

her feeble resistance, Lysander nipped at

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

spun, the pain making

were glistening as he watched her. He wiped his mouth

her breath shallow. She propped herself up on the car door, half-lying on the car seat in a vulnerable position.

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

wouldn’t have answered calls from unfamiliar numbers.

didn’t have the time to deal with

that time, it was different. Lysander’s penetrating gaze was fixated

didn’t answer, it would have

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

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

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