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.

by the scene, her previous confidence frozen in place.

chuckling, “All that set-up, I

Thalassa was blissfully unaware of the envious stares

formidable presence enveloped her, making her breath feel almost involuntary. Once he had positioned her correctly and she had a firm hold on the club, Lysander’s velvety voice

sharing his secret, Lysander stepped back, his penetrating gaze

aura retreated, Thalassa’s consciousness snapped back into place, her heartbeat

the posture Lysander had set for her, Thalassa took a deep breath, focused on the white golf ball, and swung

soared through the air in a graceful

Silently, she prayed it wouldn’t fly too far

past hers and

Susan’s heart plummeted.