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.

“If you move again, I’ll really

scalp, and she ceased all movement, too afraid

the command from

mean to sleep

had traveled miles just to hold her as

was out to harm him? Was

had never been able to fully understand Lysander, nor fathom his

yet before she knew it, she had drifted

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

bedside lamp, then lay down beside her, pulling

soft body close, Lysander relaxed, his lips resting in her hair, kissing softly. The tension that had built up

he too fell

that day to pick her up because the kids were clamoring to

had he stepped inside the studio than