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.

edge, “If you

Thalassa’s scalp, and she ceased all movement, too

command from

sleep while

miles just to hold her as

to harm him? Was that anger now

been able to fully understand

in his embrace would be impossible, yet before she knew it, she had drifted

arms relax completely, her breathing even and defenses lowered, Lysander

off the bedside lamp, then lay down beside her, pulling her back into his embrace.

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

too fell asleep.

to the studio that day to pick her up because the kids were clamoring to see their

no sooner had he stepped inside the studio than a prop was hurled towards