Chapter 244

Lysander held a cigarette between his fingers, the bright orange glow flickering on his fingertips. A spark was visible in his deep–set

eyes.

Yet, the warmth of the ember did nothing to thaw the chill around him. He radiated an icy, sharp aura.

Upon seeing Lysander’s icy face, Thalassa felt her breath hitched. She approached him cautiously and asked warily, “Mr. Sinclair, why are you out here so late?”

Just as she got close, Lysander suddenly grabbed her by the nape of her neck.

“Ah!” Thalassa got startled, completely taken off guard.

Before she could react, Lysander yanked her towards him.

She crashed into his chest, and the ember from the cigarette in Lysander’s hand nearly scorched her hand.

Thalassa could distinctly feel a slight heat streak across her hand.

As the ember was about to touch her skin, Lysander moved his hand away. He tossed the cigarette on the ground and stomped it out with his black leather shoe.

grip on her neck

in pain, frowning. “Mr. Sinclair, you’re hurting

her neck to her

stem and his icy gaze was condescending. He said in a nonchalant tone, “How long did you date your ex–boyfriend?” His

and unease. Why

dangerous aura. Thalassa didn’t dare to lie,

for two months, and she agreed,

lips curled into a cold smirk, “Two years,

ex–boyfriend for two years, and

years ago, in the old barn, he had deeply felt that she

a feeling that couldn’t be

on

let go of me first?” Thalassa blurted out, her face

was gripping her

a position that was far too

cheeks were flushed

as a rose, and he could feel

to become restless, his throat

of her head, and he buried his

the sharp pain of teeth sinking

panicky but

chest. She was trying to push

her go, his tongue gently sweeping

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