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

phone tore at Thalassa’s nerves.

heart pounded like a jackhammer, her

tried

resistance, Lysander nipped at her lips in

to serve as a lesson but not

pain making her frown, her discomfort

released her. His eyes were glistening as he watched her. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, his voice husky, “Answer it.”

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

She pulled out the phone from her pocket and saw the call

Thalassa wouldn’t have answered calls

she didn’t

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

it would have only made her

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

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

the day