Chapter 975

Thalassa snapped back to reality, hurrying to keep up.

After descending from the rooftop, she entered Lysander’s office. As soon as she walked in, the glass door swung shut behind her and locked with an ominous click.

Her body tensed, a primal sense of danger coursing through her veins.

Without warning, Lysander’s hand snaked around her slender waist, pulling her forcefully against his muscular torso. Her forehead collided with his chest, sending her heart into a frenetic gallop, like a startled fawn crashing into a cloud-confused and alarmed.

“Lysander, what are you doing?” she demanded, her voice shaky.

“You,” he responded with a single word, his low, icy voice sending shivers down her spine.

Thalassa’s eyes widened in panic. In a brief struggle, she realized that his grip was unyielding-she was trapped, her body involuntarily brushing against his.

Suddenly, she felt a telling change in him.

flushed with shock, and she stilled

Lysander, any struggle seemed only

met his eyes-deep and fathomless as the night sky, exuding

at the sight.

happened tonight? Did any man touch you?” Lysander’s voice was

enough to make one’s teeth

frantically, “No one…

check,” he declared,

asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

He tilted her chin up, forcing her to look straight into his penetrating gaze.

about what his “checking” might entail. She’d just escaped a harrowing ordeal, and the mere thought of intimacy now filled her with intense dread and

so callous as to demand

was no one, Lysander. Can’t you just trust me? I was kidnapped today, and if it hadn’t been for Callum’s timely arrival, I… might’ve

the sight of

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