The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1121

Thalassa stiffened, the hairs on the back of her neck standing up. She didn’t need to glance over her shoulder to know who it was.

“You…” Thalassa began to speak.

“Don’t move, just swing the club like I showed you,” came Lysander’s deep, resonant voice, his warm breath brushing against her sensitive skin behind her ear, sending a tickle down her neck. His large hand enveloped hers, guiding her to adjust her grip on the golf club.

Pressed against Lysander’s muscular, warm chest, Thalassa could feel the rise and fall of his breath, making her own breathing heavy and her heart erratic.

With his arms encircling her, teaching her the stance for a golf swing, they looked intimate and suggestive from afar.

Moments ago, Susan had been mocking Thalassa, but the sight before her left her wide-eyed in shock. Jealousy and resentment made her breathing erratic, and she fixated her gaze on the pair wrapped up in each other, grinding her teeth in silent fury.

the scene, her previous confidence frozen in place.

juice, chuckling, “All that set-up, I

unaware of the envious stares and hostile glares directed

Once he had positioned her correctly and she had a firm hold on the club, Lysander’s velvety voice whispered in her ear, “Swing it like this-quick, accurate, and precise,

sharing his secret, Lysander stepped back, his penetrating gaze fixed

dominant aura retreated, Thalassa’s consciousness snapped

Thalassa took a deep breath, focused

soared through the air in a graceful arc.

with nervous unease. Silently, she prayed

sailed past hers and

Susan’s heart plummeted.