The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 670

As Lysander’s presence neared, she felt was a potent mix of masculinity and raw power. His heavy breath intertwined with Thalassa’s in a subtle manner.

His lips met Thalassa’s in a soft brush as a butterfly’s wings.

Thalassa’s body jerked in response.

Lysander’s deep-set gaze went dim; his body and mind were aligning on the same front. They both desired her.

He bit her lips and devoured them.

Thalassa’s body went lax; her hands were clutching his pajamas instinctively.

Just as their emotions were hitting a crescendo, the shrill ring of a cellphone from the bedside table cut through the room.

Thalassa flinched and startled like a deer in headlights. She pushed Lysander away and averted her gaze; her eyes were shimmering and darting elsewhere.

Lysander was left unsatisfied; his eyes were filled with displeasure at the interruption.

he answered in a sharp tone,

boss’s anger. He reported cautiously, “Mr. Sinclair,

through the speaker through

it, but Thalassa

She shot a disbelieving

a billion dollars?

her too. The

to

reached for her phone from the other side of

a notification for a bank transaction. Five minutes ago, a billion dollars

as she held her phone; her

to

that card back to

call and tossed his phone aside. He grabbed Thalassa’s chin, forcing

buy things you liked. And you…you used my

flickered with rage, his grip tightening.

the card in her bag for her to spend as