The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 966

Bruce gripped Thalassa’s shoulders, dragging her to the door of the hotel room. With a flick of his card, the door beeped open, and he pushed her inside, maintaining a firm hold.

Callum had turned his head just in time to see the coat draped over Thalassa’s arms fall as she crossed the threshold, revealing her bound wrists.

A shadow passed over Callum’s eyes.

Bruce, noticing the coat on the ground, had a moment of panic. He swiftly picked it up and, turning back, met Callum’s gaze. With practiced ease, he nodded and flashed a casual smile. “My wife’s in such a hurry that she didn’t even notice she dropped my coat,” he said.

Without waiting for a response, Bruce turned and stepped back into the room. Thalassa tried to bolt out, but with a shove, he pushed her back and slammed the door shut.

His eyes cold, he advanced on her. “I’d advise you to cooperate; it’ll save you some pain.”

fear as she backed away, with Bruce’s sinister and merciless

grin on his face as he lunged at her. Thalassa screamed, trying to dodge, but Bruce was faster. He

ounce of strength, shaking her head and kicking at him.

his hand

sent

was undeterred. But as he pushed up her dress, something felt off. Looking down, he noticed a piece of the black fabric torn

and loathing. Though she couldn’t speak, her stare conveyed the message: Yes, I signaled for help. Lysander will be here soon, and when

read the unspoken words in her fiery eyes.

for help!” he raised his hand, ready to

eyes shut, bracing

sound of Bruce’s incoming call cut through the tension like a knife. The ringtone blared loudly,