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

ringing of the phone tore at

pounded like a jackhammer, her

hands trembled as she tried to push

resistance, Lysander nipped at her lips

bite was just painful enough to serve as a lesson

head spun, the pain making her frown, her

glistening as he watched her. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, his voice husky, “Answer

up on the car door, half-lying on the car seat in a

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

wouldn’t have

many spam calls, and she didn’t have the

different. Lysander’s

have only made her look

swallowed hard, suppressing her ragged breath, and slid to answer the call,

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

had been hired the day before to work for