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

the phone tore

a jackhammer, her breath hitching.

hands trembled as she tried to

Lysander nipped

enough to serve as a lesson but not enough

pain making her frown, her

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

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

time to collect herself, she quickly sat up straight, trying to regulate her breathing. She pulled out the phone from her pocket and saw

normal circumstances, Thalassa wouldn’t have answered calls

didn’t have the time to

it was different. Lysander’s penetrating gaze

answer, it would have only made her look

and slid to answer the call,

work today, did you? I don’t run things like Lysander. Don’t let people think you got the job

been hired the day before to work for Ethan, Lysander’s good friend.