The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 596

His kiss was no longer the domineering, wild passion of the night before. It was gentle, soothing, like a balm.

Thalassa felt her body went soft.

Lysander’s large hand cradled the back of her head, holding her pliant body steady.

Kissing her sweet, yielding lips set his blood ablaze.

His hand started to move lower.

Suddenly, the piercing ring of a cell phone broke the silence.

It was Thalassa’s phone, vibrating in her pocket.

The cell phone’s ring seemed deafening in the intimate, hushed space.

Startled, Thalassa opened her eyes wide. In front of her was Lysander’s magnified handsome face. His skin was taut, and each pore was visible. His deep breaths fanned her face, moist kisses peppering her skin, his Adam’s apple bobbing.

At that moment, Thalassa was acutely aware of every detail of Lysander’s kiss.

spread

of the phone tore

a jackhammer, her breath

as she tried to push him

her feeble resistance, Lysander nipped at her lips

to serve as a lesson but

head spun, the pain making her frown, her

eyes were glistening as he watched her. He wiped

misty, her breath shallow. She propped herself up on the car door, half-lying on the

regulate her breathing. She pulled out the phone from

have answered calls

and she didn’t

it was different. Lysander’s penetrating gaze

it would have only made

breath, and

forget you have work today, did you? I don’t run things like Lysander. Don’t let people think you got the job

hired the day before to work for

signed the contract.