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.

icy edge, “If you move again,

she ceased all movement, too afraid

command

mean to sleep while holding her?

just to hold her as they slept?

he still angry, suspicious she was out to harm him? Was that anger now quelled?

able to fully understand Lysander, nor fathom his thoughts.

had assumed sleeping in his embrace would be impossible, yet before

in his arms relax completely, her breathing even and defenses lowered,

bedside lamp, then lay

his lips resting in her hair, kissing softly. The tension that had built up over several

too

day to pick her up because the kids were

he stepped inside the studio than a prop was hurled towards