The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

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Lysander gazed into Thalassa’s eyes, depths swirling with a kind of moist turbulence.

His voice was husky as water, his lips grazing hers with the teasing promise of a predator before the pounce-sensual, dangerous, deadly.

“What’s running through that pretty little head of yours? Did I say I was going to do anything?” Lysander’s virile scent wrapped around Thalassa’s lips, making her body shiver.

She clutched at his shirt, her fingers gripping the fabric over his chest. “Aren’t you just torturing yourself?”

Playing with fire and yet not allowing themselves to get burned, wasn’t he the one who would suffer?

Men usually bear the brunt of these half-finished games.

“I’m quite content,” Lysander murmured before catching her flushed lip between his teeth, his breath growing heavy.

Thalassa trembled under his teasing, a delicious sensation uncontrollably spreading throughout her body, making her breathing tighten.

took them away just to make them unhappy, then you might as well give

little harder, a punitive nip.

Thalassa winced, her body contracting as

devious thoughts are you entertaining now, hm?” His deep, intense

were bright, brimming with defiance as she met his gaze. “When have

can continue to run away with them?” Lysander’s voice drew

gaze flickering, blinking rapidly.

Lysander said, his index finger tilting her chin

change the subject. I want you to go back. As their mother, I’d have to be

be with them, and with you, their father, not at home, they’ll be distressed.” Thalassa’s heart clenched at the thought of her little ones with teary eyes,

they’re already asleep,” Lysander finally addressed her concern

Thalassa was

to drip with honey, his eyes lingering on her blushing lips, her sea-glass eyes,

was damnably enticing; he wanted nothing more than to devour this little temptress,