The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 503

She had a sinking feeling that she wouldn’t want to visit this place again.

To her surprise, he had prepared an array of clothes just for her.

That simple thought sent a chill down Thalassa’s spine.

Suddenly, a glimpse of his neck caught her eye; her heart skipped a beat in fear.

He was clad in a slate-grey silk nightshirt, casually unbuttoned to reveal his slender neck and masculine collarbone.

A large, conspicuous hickey sat at the top of his collarbone, its redness and distinct tooth marks impossible to miss.

Thalassa froze. It was her handiwork.

Lysander’s eyes narrowed, holding a dangerous gaze as he watched her surprised and fearful expression.

The housemaid had also reacted oddly upon seeing it.

He turned and walked towards the bathroom where a mirror resided.

long dress from the wardrobe, intending to change into it in the dressing

tightened around the

shrieked in

she found herself yanked towards him, facing his dark,

her cheeks, pressing them together to pout her lips; her

“It was you who wouldn’t let go of me! If

remembered pleading him to let her go, but her words fell on deaf

pain that she bit down on his

seem to feel

seemed to have

a wild cat always nibbling

it happen again,” he said

Thalassa quickly changed into her clothes.

downstairs again, she saw Lysander enjoying his meal.

“Eat first.”

She didn’t wait for his response

blocked her way, forcing her

I finish eating?” she asked, standing next to Lysander

in his low, husky voice,