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

Lysander was flaunting this

“Regarding Charlotte.”

arranged marriage” Lysander cut him off.

on Lysander for a moment, before sliding over his hand on Thalassa’s waist, “Fitch said you didn’t return to the villa last night.” “Grandpa, you seem to have a lot of free time

sentence was a deflection, each word a

marriage, nor would

from the villa last night was none of

grown man who could

but he was no longer a child.

exhaled deeply, understanding Lysander’s message.

had his own opinions, and

felt a pang

one gulp, shooting Thalassa a

if she’d been stabbed in the heart, the pain sharp and cold.

the initial pain subsided, her heart felt as if it was

her was evident

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