The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1362

Lysander’s grip tightened around Thalassa’s hand, unyielding, not allowing her to pull away. His handsome features were set in a determined, almost domineering expression, his eyes locking onto hers.

In the depths of his gaze, like the dark waters of a secluded lake, lay a month’s worth of longing for her.

“It’s been a month, Thalassa. Hasn’t your heart eased even a bit?” Lysander’s voice, low and magnetic, inquired.

During this past month, he’d been abroad not just for work but to give Thalassa time-time to find solace, to heal from the loss of her mother.

He knew that once her mood lightened, discussions of marriage would flow much more smoothly.

Thalassa couldn’t pry her hand from his grasp; his palm was like a vice, holding her fiercely. If she struggled too much, she’d only hurt herself.

Just like every time before, his overbearing confinement left her more wounded the harder she fought.

same as ever, imperious,

she gave up resisting, her eyes cold as she met Lysander’s stare.

a glint of hatred, fearless, and tinged with

his heart feeling as if hammered by a massive

his fingers eased.

quickly withdrew her hand and turned, headi inside the

watching her retreating figure disappear into the house,

police and testify against Bruce for fraud, which

was shrouded in darkness for over two

other, their bond far

mother’s death would undoubtedly cause her immense suffering.

wrist, the coolness of her skin seemingly lingering