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

after all, was still recovering from

hand circling her waist

enveloped Thalassa, creating the image of her nestled safely in his

her petite form seemed childlike in his strong, broad embrace.

the masculine scent of him, being held like a child, her face turned a deeper shade of red and her breathing grew labored. But Lysander’s words left her unable to struggle or protest, and she didn’t dare

any reckless movement might switch on his predatory instincts, and she’d be truly caught in the

even with her embarrassment and discomfort, she remained still, enduring the

shifted to Elowen, who was holding up the phone, “Go ahead and

the other children gathered around, peering at the screen with sparkling

Give us a smile,” Elowen said earnestly, her large, luminous eyes

forced a smile, feeling Lysander’s warmth

turning into a wolf and the pure joy