Chapter 415

Thalassa paused, tension coursing through her frame as she maneuvered around the sofa, heading towards the secluded corner of the room.

As she passed by Lysander, her wrist was abruptly seized.

His palm, calloused from years of labor, was strong and warm.

As he held onto Thalassa, her heart gave an involuntary flutter, and she glanced back at him.

His eyes met hers briefly before he pulled her to sit next to him, his arm casually draped around her waist.

The gesture was undeniably intimate.

Thalassa’s heart hammered in her chest as she attempted to pull away, but Lysander’s grip was unyielding.

Seemingly sensing her reluctance, Lysander tightened his hold on her slender waist, ensuring she remained seated beside him.

“Grandpa, do you need anything?” Lysander pre-empted, addressing Zephyr.

the sight of Lysander’s arm around Thalassa’s waist. It was a familiar gesture, one that hinted at the intimacy and affection between lovers, and the dominance a man felt

knew Lysander was flaunting this

“Regarding Charlotte.”

discuss the arranged marriage” Lysander

you seem to have a lot of free

sentence was a deflection, each word a rejection.

arranged marriage,

from the villa last night was none of

grown man who could

concern, but he

deeply, understanding Lysander’s message.

grown, had his own opinions, and was no longer willing to

a pang

Thalassa a sharp glance

she’d been stabbed in the heart, the pain sharp

pain subsided, her heart felt as if it

was evident

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