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

ringing of the phone tore at Thalassa’s

a jackhammer, her

hands trembled as she tried to push

her feeble resistance, Lysander nipped at

painful enough to serve as a lesson but not enough to

Thalassa’s head spun, the pain making her frown, her

escape him, Lysander released her. His eyes were glistening as he watched her. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, his voice husky,

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

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

normal circumstances, Thalassa wouldn’t have answered calls from

and she didn’t

was different. Lysander’s penetrating gaze was fixated on her.

would have only made

suppressing her ragged breath, and slid to answer

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

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