The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 668

Lysander recalled that this was the name of the little boy Elowen had mentioned yesterday.

The little boy might have swept his daughter off her feet.

Lysander cast a deep, penetrating gaze at Thalassa.

Thalassa didn’t know why she felt nervous. She was simply going through a test paper.

Even if Lysander saw it, it wouldn’t matter. Yet, when she saw him, she instinctively hid the rest of the study material.

It felt as if she weren’t allowed to do anything in front of him unless it was to cater to his physiological needs.

His powerful aura invaded her space, prompting her to instinctively hide anything that didn’t concern him, fearing what would happen if he discovered them.

Under Lysander’s oppressive gaze, Thalassa tried to nervously explain. “He’s Mr. Ethan’s nephew. Mr. Ethan asked me to tutor him in Spanish. I was planning to understand all the questions today, so I could explain them to him tomorrow.”

“So why are you hiding?” Lysander’s deep gaze scrutinized her, not giving her a chance to dodge his questions.

“I don’t know. It’s just an instinctive reaction.” Thalassa confessed honestly.

because you scare me? She thought.

she had any interaction with others or did anything unrelated to him in his presence, it would

She was traumatized.

looking at him without any guilt. His eyes darkened slightly, and he casually threw the exam paper on the nightstand. “It’s late. Go to

I won’t be able to tutor him tomorrow.”

was only ten o’clock. If he couldn’t sleep and wanted to

both of them would

loosened his tie, speaking nonchalantly.

instinctively moved closer to get back the paper. “But it’s my job.”

and began unbuttoning his shirt, revealing his firm collarbone, lean chest, and

eyes.

scent spread invisibly in the

faster, and she gripped the bed sheet tightly and swallowed

and noble. His muscles were

him was enough to make

more hurried and unstable. She mentally prepared herself to withstand whatever was

removed his shirt, Thalassa

nervous look. He tossed his shirt on the hanger and strode into the bathroom, leaving Thalassa alone.

close, Thalassa