The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1266

Lysander’s aura was a tempest of icy fury, a blizzard that froze the fiery anxiety in Thalassa’s heart, cleaving it in two with the chill of a winter’s night.

Her heart clenched with pain at the words he uttered.

Her breathing hitched as she gazed into Lysander’s face, a portrait of frosty severity. With a faint smile, she quipped, “If you wanted to kill me, you should’ve let me fall into the lake and drown. Don’t worry. I can’t swim and I wouldn’t have stood a chance.”

A tremor shook Lysander’s icy gaze, a hidden sting in his eyes as his breath, cold and trembling, brushed against her face. Through gritted teeth, he warned, “If you’re going to die, you’ll die by my hand!”

With that, he scooped her up in his arms.

Instinctively, Thalassa wrapped her arms around his neck, but as she realized what he was doing, she started to push him away. “Put me down!”

His hand pinched a vulnerable spot on her waist.

tender area, already delicate, recoiled under the strength of Lysander’s grip. Thalassa’s body curled like a shrimp, a

she glared at him. “What are

I’m capable of,” Lysander shot her a

to rush to her cheeks, her

choosing silence. Arguing with Lysander was a battle she always lost.

And despite his anger and hatred, why did he still hold her?

His domineering

carried her into

glanced their way, curiosity etched on their faces. Thalassa felt like an exhibit, uncomfortable under their

tried a different approach. “Lysander, let me

up!” His curt reply

Thalassa fell silent.

reached the elevator, and Lysander pressed the button for the 20th floor, ascending