The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1273

“Otherwise, I can’t promise I won’t do something drastic,” Lysander’s voice, husky and low, teased the delicate skin behind Thalassa’s ear

Paralyzed by his proximity, Thalassa froze. “I’m carrying your child, for heaven’s sake. Don’t mess around.”

“I’m aware.” His voice was a dark whisper, his nose lightly grazing the tender skin of her earlobe, inhaling the subtle scent of her.

“Just sleep,” he murmured, his voice so laden with emotion it seemed to drip with intensity.

The warm breath from his lips tickled the sensitive skin behind her ear, sending a shiver down her spine.

She instinctively tried to shrink away, but as she did, her cheek brushed against his firm, resilient skin, igniting an itch in her heart she struggled to ignore.

Thalassa knew he was hurting because of a fire he had stoked himself.

She shrugged her shoulders, attempting to shake off the arm that held her close.

raspy voice took on an icy edge, “If you move again,

shot through Thalassa’s scalp, and she ceased all movement, too afraid to provoke him further.

came the command from

mean to sleep while holding

traveled miles just to hold

to harm him? Was that anger now quelled?

fully

yet before

relax completely, her breathing even and defenses lowered, Lysander knew Thalassa was

to switch off the bedside lamp, then lay down beside her, pulling her back into his

her hair, kissing softly. The tension that had built up over several days began to

too fell asleep.

her up because the kids were clamoring to

studio than a prop was hurled towards his head.