The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 940

Thalassa’s strength was nothing compared to that of the person outside the door, and the door was easily pushed open.

As Lysander’s tall, dark silhouette entered, a wave of panic washed over Thalassa. His commanding presence seemed to push her back step by step without him even trying.

“Lysander, I was about to take a shower. Do you need something?” Thalassa asked with a nervous tremor in her voice.

“I know. I need a shower too,” Lysander replied, his voice deep and resonant, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. “You go ahead then,” Thalassa said, lowering her gaze, ready to sidestep him and leave the bathroom.

As she tried to pass, Lysander’s hand firmly but gently clamped onto her shoulder, pushing her back until she was pinned against the wall. His tall frame loomed over her, hands braced on either side of her head, effectively trapping her between the wall and his imposing presence.

His gaze bore down on her, his voice a low, icy drawl. “What are you running from, huh?”

Thalassa’s breath hitched; her eyes forced to meet his intense stare. Her heartbeat quickened, her voice barely a whisper, “I’m not running. If I were running, I wouldn’t have come back to Royal Estates.”

Could he have found out something?

Her mind raced, her heart pounding erratically.

discovered her urge to flee, all

talking about right now,” Lysander said.

slightly. “I’m just not comfortable showering with someone else,” she uttered so softly that her words seemed to

Lysander as he darkened his gaze, his index finger lifting her chin to force eye contact. “Nothing you want to say?”

eyes, deep as the night sky, and felt a sinking

and his probing

it the secret that she wasn’t Bruce’s daughter, the one about Evelyn being mistreated by Bruce, or the

these discovered by Lysander would spell disaster.

calm in the face of internal chaos.

turned stone-cold, his aura becoming

he not referring to her secrets

bring you a drink…” She didn’t know what had happened in the private booth, but she was certain Susan wouldn’t miss the opportunity to seduce

had shown Susan any special attention,

wants to bring a drink, and you let her? Hoping to slip away to chase after your own love story, huh?” Lysander’s eyes were like ice over a frozen lake, his stare penetrating.

him made Thalassa’s teeth chatter.