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

tingle shot through Thalassa’s scalp, and she ceased all movement, too afraid

the command from

he mean to sleep while holding

just to hold her

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

able to fully understand Lysander,

be impossible, yet before

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

lamp, then lay down beside her,

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

too

gone to the studio that day to pick her up because

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