The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 4

A bottle of booze was worth 20 grand Even if she had the guts to give it a shot, she didn’t have the money to handle the fallout of a failure

“Good suggestion, start pouring Alaric made the call for the crew-

Just to double check, Thalassa asked, “Gentlemen, are you really sure?”

“Absolutely! Quit yapping and pour the drinks!” Alaric rushed her

Thalassa then confidently popped a bottle First heading towards Richard, who was sandwiched between two hotties. She brought two glasses, placed them in front of them, and leaned over to pour Unbeknownst to her, as she poured, her neckline plunged and her dress hiked up, giving off some serious visual feast

Lysander caught sight of this view. His eyebrows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

Thalassa then went on to pour for Richard, Ethan, and Alaric’s lady friends. Next, she stood up straight, maintaining her professional smile “Ladies, please enjoy.”

Upon receiving the green light from their gentlemen, the ladies took a sip from their glasses and unanimously appreciated it. “Delicious!”

In this kind of setting, all the women knew how to butter up these wealthy dudes. Who’d be crazy enough to risk saying the wine sucked?

In such a situation, everyone knew not to rock the boat.

Lysander? He’s the man of the hour

young masters of Starhaven, gathered because Lysander just got back. They were here to

the pour, oblivious to the

glance, she saw the man’s eyes, dark as an abyss, and sharp as a sword, which scared the bejesus out of her. She quickly reflected on whether she had done something wrong to piss him off. Otherwise, why would he be giving her such a

wrong?” Thalassa, thinking she might have messed up,

sounded like a woman’s low moan.

helpless. It was like a drunken kitten. Why

He was drugged and fell from the helicopter after getting injured. He met a woman and then went abroad

female secretary to find that woman, only to be told that the woman had been crushed to death by a collapsed building.

was it just a similar voice. Was the woman in front of him

scared by his beast–like

back, and put some distance between them.

numbness in her legs, lost her balance and fell forward, landing in his arms. Even more embarrassingly, her face

three, seeing this, started teasing excitedly, “Whoa,

what’s your name?

being taken down by a woman? OMG, I’m gonna remember this for the rest of my life”

in her hurry, she slipped and fell on him again, her face bumping against his

and was ready to roll onto the sofa. Just as she was about to push herself up. grabbed

she was tightly

that night, but when he left, he purposely touched her face to remember the feel of her cheeks, that unique sweetness that moved him. How could there be

his emotions fluctuating, Lysander didn’t realize he was holding her too tightly. Thalassa’s wrist was hurting

here to serve you and promote the wine I had

wouldn’t let