The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 936

Thalassa pulled back quickly as Lysander’s eyebrows knitted together in a frown. She wiped her lips hastily, her eyes wide with panic as they met his icy gaze. It felt as if his eyes could freeze her in place, so devoid of warmth despite the fervent kiss they had just shared.

Her heart fluttered with fear as she tried to escape his iron grip around her waist, but it was as futile as trying to break free from chains. His thumb brushed a speck of blood from his lip, piercing her with a cold stare. “All lovey-dovey at home, and now you’re shy in public?”

“Lysander, please stop.” Thalassa pleaded in distress.

“Mr. Sinclair, a kiss is just a kiss. As long as you and Ms. Everhart haven’t gone public, she’s fair game for any man interested,” Callum chimed in with a smirk.

Callum, a slight, chilling smile playing at his lips. “Is that so? The

grabbed Lysander’s hand. “The

him towards the car, signaling the

go,” Lysander

dared not resist. He ushered her into the car and took the driver’s seat. The cold aura he exuded made Thalassa tense up, breathing carefully to avoid provoking

the road, Lysander’s stern profile and silent demeanor filled the

kept still, barely breathing, feeling as though even a deep

to engage in conversation with Thalassa. Observing his silence, Thalassa refrained from