Chapter 742

Lysander’s kiss was assertive. It was a blatant act of dominance.

Thalassa’s pupils dilated as her anxious breaths became tangled in his powerful aura. Her heart thumped so loudly that she thought it might burst.

Her hands pushed against his chest, but he had her pinned beneath him. No matter how much strength she used, she couldn’t move him. His kiss only deepened as he parted her lips in conquest.

His large hand pressed against her back as if he wished to crumble her into pieces.

Thalassa’s soft body was pressed tightly against his. Her breath came in short gasps as her cheeks flushed red.

Her panic escalated, and she bit down hard.

She could feel his handsome face twitch against hers. Soon, a muffled groan escaped his lips.

Immediately, her mouth filled with a metallic taste.

Lysander released her. Even though he had just kissed her so passionately, there wasn’t a trace of true emotion behind it.

lips as an ice-cold

She noticed the blood on his lips, making him look like a wild beast fresh from a kill, with the remnants

savored the taste and casually

and strikingly masculine demeanor was

and her hands braced against the bed as she

glared at him. “Don’t dare kiss me with the same

just been with another woman, and

sense of disgust rose to the

was no love between her and Lysander, she couldn’t accept him

form of emotional germophobia. If she knew a man had been with another woman, no matter how

Leopold had been

wiped his lips. His actions oozed danger.

stared at her, watching her chest rise and fall rapidly. Her eyes, filled with caution and anger, stared back at him. Her rosy lips were still wet, remnants of

voice, filled with cold dominance, rang

defiance and courage were shattered in an

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