The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 890

Thalassa attempted to tug her leg free, but it was firmly captured between Lysander’s muscular thighs. The strength in his well-toned legs immobilized her in an instant.

Thalassa had thought the children were still asleep in bed, but now she understood. Lysander must have taken them back to their rooms.

She had been asleep and completely missed it.

The heat radiating from behind her, coupled with the panic of being trapped between Lysander’s legs, set off warning bells in Thalassa’s mind.

Her breath quickened. “Lysander, it’s late.”

“Mmm, I know,” Lysander’s deep voice rumbled in her ear. His nose gently grazed her neck, his warm breath fanning her delicate skin.

This teasing gesture sent a jolt through Thalassa as if she’d been electrocuted. She shivered involuntarily and arched her back like a bow.

“When you’re tense, it’s as if you’re inviting me,” Lysander murmured, his arms circling her as his warm breath continued to flutter against her neck.

His husky voice was thick with danger.

Thalassa felt like a deer caught in a predator’s claws. The predator’s tongue was constantly licking her delicate skin, ready to pounce.

and danger was lethal.

slowed her breathing and tensed up her whole body, “I don’t want to cuddle.

soft and the undertone of her words

a rejection. Instead, her weak voice

the allure of playing hard to get, were impossible to

his blood pumping

few degrees. Then it won’t be too hot.”

signal she was all too familiar with. Her

over and grabbed the remote

to move away and create

of Lysander’s involvement in Leopold’s death, Thalassa had felt a huge barrier between them.

physical contact with him.

was pulled back into his lean arms. Lysander’s strong hand circled her slender waist

easily drawn back

gasp escaped

if you’re not going to sleep?” Lysander’s voice was cold, deep, and questioning.

of his muscles was a constant reminder of