The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1268

Thalassa’s heart skipped a beat under Lysander’s piercing gaze, and she found herself instinctively stepping back.

“Did I say something wrong?”

Lysander’s towering frame advanced towards her, his chilling presence closing in. Thalassa retreated again, but her steps were no match for his rapid approach. He reached her, his hand snaking around her waist, pulling her forcefully against the hard plane of his abdomen. His cold eyes bore into hers. “Clean? Why is it clean?”

Blinking, Thalassa was momentarily confused by his question. “The sheets are fresh, no one’s slept in them. Aren’t they clean?”

“Touched by someone with purposes, can they still be clean?” His index finger tipped her chin up,

his frosty gaze locking with hers.

A shiver ran down Thalassa’s spine as she suddenly understood his insinuation. He was disgusted that Callum had been sitting on the bed.

But that bed was for her mother to sleep in, what did it have to do with him?

told you, we

seized in a fierce kiss.

such intensity that it seemed he wanted

carried both

brain starved of

deeply, she was filled with Lysander’s robust masculine scent and the overpowering sweetness of

breaths were too rushed, and she choked on her own saliva. A cough wracked her throat, but the sound was trapped as

out from discomfort, Lysander released her lips, his handsome face coming close to her ear,

Hearing his words, she shook her head. It

feeling of suffocation from Lysander’s kiss, the choking sensation-it was a brief moment she would never forget.

still want to drown in the lake?” Lysander

shook her

taken them seriously, punishing her with a simulation of

and too forceful with

glimmer in her eyes, Lysander’s anger receded slightly. “Never let