The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1206

The scorching breath tickled the edges of Thalissa’s ear, carrying an invasive scent of peril.

Her body tensed, frozen in place, her pupils dilated, eyes flickering with uncertainty.

Lysander’s words were eerily familiar. Weren’t they the same ones she’d uttered to him not too long ago?

Back then, when little Elowen had offered Lysander some homemade cookies, Thalassa, worried that he’d refuse and hurt the child’s feelings, had advised him, “Don’t reject the kindness of a child; it might break their heart.”

Now, Lysander had turned her words back on her. How could she possibly refuse?

But sitting on his lap, this way-when a child does it, it’s the sweetness of a father-daughter bond.

And her? Sitting on Lysander’s lap, it could only seem awkward, the sort of thing to set. tongues wagging and minds wandering.

reminded him, “Your leg is still injured. Shouldn’t you be more

was still recovering

his deep, resonant voice, his hand circling her waist to pull her

as he would with Elowen, cradling her small frame, he enveloped Thalassa, creating the image of her nestled safely

Thalassa was an adult, next to Lysander, her petite form seemed childlike in his

being held like a child, her face turned a deeper shade of red and her breathing grew labored. But

reminder of the potential danger, warning her that any reckless movement might

her embarrassment and discomfort,

His deep eyes shifted to Elowen, who was holding up

lifted the phone, stepped back, and the other children gathered around, peering at

worried. Give us a smile,” Elowen said earnestly, her large, luminous eyes shifting from the phone to Thalassa, urging her

she was supposed to present her best self for the picture. She forced a smile, feeling Lysander’s warmth at her back

into a wolf and