The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 390

Thalassa instinctively tried to rise, but Lysander’s strong hand held her slender waist, pressing her down firmly. His grip was just right, firm without causing pain, yet unyielding, preventing her escape.

Just as Thalassa tried to get up, she had to sit back down. She was forced to feel his masculine energy and his overwhelming strength.

Surrounded by his strong aura, Thalassa was already nervous. Behind her was his broad chest. Beneath her were his fiery thighs, and around her waist, his firm and powerful hand held her still.

It felt as if a single move would cause him to snap her in half.

Swallowing hard, Thalassa stiffened, afraid to make any unnecessary movements, fearing that any slight misstep would ignite a spark.

She carefully said, “Mr. Sinclair, this is an office, a place of work.”

As soon as she finished speaking, a warm and elastic skin brushed against her cheek. The slight stubble caused a prickling sensation, both ticklish and painful.

Drawing in a sharp breath, Thalassa felt her body further stiffened in fear.

Lysander leaned his face close to hers, his cheek pressed against hers. His domineering and masculine scent enveloped her, oppressing every inch of her skin.

Her heart pounded like boiling water, incessantly thumping.

as work, to not bring emotions

and husky voice resonated in her ear.

dangerously close

sensitive ear, causing her body

shrank her neck

words caused her face to turn red with both embarrassment and shame.

meant. I meant this is an office, anyone could walk in at

his intensity twice

to get out

was definitely

enter?” Lysander’s low and domineering voice echoed in the

a fusion of ice and

spoke, his thin lips brushed her delicate neck, a

was a simple action, Thalassa found it hard to breathe, her

too good at teasing her, causing her body to tremble

knew she could not resist him. “Mr. Sinclair, I still have a lot of

trying to pry him off and escape.

Lysander