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.

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

a grip tightened around the back

shrieked

towards him, facing his dark, brooding fury.

got some nerve! You want to lose that mouth of yours?” He held her cheeks, pressing them together to pout her lips; her red lips

free. She was panting heavily, “It was you who wouldn’t let go of me! If I hadn’t bitten you then, I would

pleading him to let her go, but her words fell

was in so much pain that

to feel

to have

like a wild cat always

it happen

quickly changed into

she saw Lysander enjoying his meal.

“Eat first.”

She didn’t

her way, forcing her

after I finish eating?” she asked, standing

his low, husky voice, his mood