The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 968

The air trembled with the tension of an invasion, a palpable force that made breathing seem like a luxury.

Thalassa trembled with excess fear, her limbs still weak from the ordeal, as she glanced towards the doorway. There, striding in with a commanding presence that seemed to dominate the very room, was a tall figure flanked by an entourage. His regal bearing was unmatched-án aura that spoke of a ruler among men.

It was Lysander!

Thalassa’s heart fluttered with a mixture of dread and an inexplicable sensation.

“Lysander…”

Her voice was hoarse, the words barely escaping her lips. She wanted to tell him about the harrowing events she had just endured, but a wave of overwhelming emotion surged within her, bringing tears to her eyes.

She hadn’t felt the urge to cry when faced with the cruelty and danger earlier, but now, in the presence of him, vulnerability surfaced, and all the fear and grievances came flooding out.

Struggling to maintain her balance, Thalassa attempted to move towards Lysander.

But his countenance was cold as ice, his aura chilling as if it emanated from the depths of hell itself.

Thalassa’s arm,

knees nearly giving out beneath her,

sturdy torso. His powerful arm held her close,

solidness of his abdomen, radiating a heat that seemed to

hitched, her cheeks flushing

her heart could steady itself, Lysander’s index finger tilted her chin upward,

you go willingly?” Lysander’s voice was a low rumble, laced with an

frantically,

yet, here she was, in a hotel room with Callum,

sting of his cold tone, a

eyes, already reddened, now

looked up at him, bewildered, “Lysander, what do

eyes… Are you upset that I interrupted your little

After surviving such an ordeal, she had felt a sense of relief upon seeing Lysander, an urge to lean on him for support.

were a betrayal.

but from a heart that ached

ruin, yet not a single tear had fallen. But now, a single sentence from Lysander was all it took