The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 653

Lysander’s gaze slid downward, settling on her posterior. “Really? I didn’t notice anything amiss.”

Thalassa’s face flushed a deep crimson. She glanced nervously towards the front of the vehicle, worried that the driver had heard their exchange.

How mortifying!

Thankfully, as soon as they’d entered the vehicle, Lysander had lowered the privacy partition, separating their space from the driver’s. The soundproofing was excellent, so the driver wouldn’t be able to hear their conversation.

But Lysander’s suggestive comments left Thalassa flustered. Everything about him was so serious, but sometimes the things he did truly surprised her.

“Mr. Sinclair, can you please behave?” Thalassa reminded him as her face began feeling hot.

“What’s on your mind? Isn’t this behaving? Would it be more appropriate if there was physical contact?” Lysander turned her face towards his. His deep-set eyes were staring intensely at her. His face was stern, but there was a bit of mystery hidden within his ocean-like gaze.

Thalassa could feel the anger radiating off him. It felt as if she were a mouse that was trapped under the gaze of a large cat. Instead of simply eating her, he was playing with her and toying with her emotions.

that’s not what I meant. We’re in a car. I just want to sit quietly.” Thalassa said, feeling

in his office, she’d lost her temper and confronted him. She was still dealing with the consequences up till

wronged or angry, she wouldn’t dare

ready to face the consequences.

were walking with an umbrella earlier.” Lysander said as his thumb gently caressed her chin. His rough touch

breath fanned her face, causing Thalassa’s

was angry about. She was right about his mood being

umbrella wasn’t that big, so we just happened…” Thalassa tried to explain, but she could feel her heart pounding through her chest. She was starting to lose

rising inflection in his tone made his anger

a lot to you, doesn’t he?” Lysander’s aura grew colder as he glared

just using ‘we’ as a quantifier.” Thalassa’s eyelashes fluttered, and her eyes

so close to hers that it brought back memories of her humiliation

face now even closer to hers. His cold breath tickled her ear, and his voice