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.

reminding me to treat sleeping with you as work,

voice

and dangerously close

her sensitive

shrank her neck fearfully and ticklishly.

to turn red with both embarrassment

not what I meant. I meant this is an

already experienced his intensity twice at Royal Estates.

had left her unable to get out

his woman was definitely not

would dare to enter?” Lysander’s low and

heat, pressed against her cool cheek, like a fusion of ice and fire, sparking a

lips brushed

action, Thalassa found it

her, causing her body to tremble

not resist him. “Mr. Sinclair, I still have a lot of work to

grasped his hand, trying to pry him off

panicked, Lysander suddenly pulled away.