The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 374

The door of the bungalow was ajar.

As Lysander walked in, a chilling sight greeted him, making his blood run cold.

The floor was a mess, strewn with shattered porcelain and gemstone jewelry that had been carelessly tossed about.

Antique paintings were torn and scattered haphazardly on the floor.

Fitch, who had accompanied Lysander, was taken aback by the scene.

Thalassa stood in the middle of the room, curiously inspecting an antique porcelain piece. After a brief moment, she put it to her mouth and tried to bite it. When she couldn’t, she muttered something about it not being tasty and without hesitation, tossed it behind her.

Fitch, terrified, lunged forward to catch the falling piece, but missed. The porcelain hit the floor and broke into pieces.

Just like Fitch’s heart, shattered.

Thalassa seemed oblivious, bouncing on her feet, heading towards another ancient painting hanging on the wall.

chest, turned to look at

as cold and dark as a winter sky, his

Thalassa’s hand, pulling her away

into his arms, unaware of the

face was a picture of adoration, and her voice was soft and sweet,

taut as he stared at her. Her eyes sparkled like diamonds,

her small paw. She believed she was

my goddess, you’re so beautiful. I want to cuddle with you too Come, let me hold you. You’re so beautiful.”

his, she lightly scratched his elastic face with her

were so provocative, rubbing and scratching his cheek. Her touch was soft and

delicate.

heart. He swallowed hard, his body turning even

sweat. Lysander was furious, and Thalassa was still

call Lysander, a man of such masculinity, beautiful.

sweating bullets for

and demanded in a low and

fierce. I, the little lamb, am scared,” Thalassa said, swaying her hips, effectively

and asked, “Are you sure she