Chapter 708

Lysander’s rough, calloused palm, as always, held Thalassa’s delicate wrist. His touch was electrifying and sent a tingling sensation down her spine.

He led her to the golf course and handed her a golf club.

Upon receiving it, Thalassa was taken aback by its weight. She dropped it to the ground and quickly stepped away.

She was fortunate to have moved rapidly, or else her foot would have been injured by the heavy club.

She had assumed the club would be light. She didn’t expect it to be so heavy. It was a task just to lift it; she needed to employ serious effort.

She shot an awkward glance at Lysander. His deep, piercing eyes held a hint of reproach as they met hers.

“I thought it was made of wood, not metal.” Thalassa confessed that her understanding of golf clubs was flawed.

She had assumed that the white-painted club would be light, only to find out that it was made of solid metal when she held it in her hands.

felt good in her hands. The material alone revealed it

steady.” Lysander

earlier. She mimicked him and gripped the club with both hands, aiming

a trial swing, but it

his hand and adjusted the direction of the

had been holding the club in

she became aware of Lysander’s encircling presence. His strong, muscular chest was pressed against her back. She could feel his powerful heartbeat pulsating against her back, even through the

synced with his, and they began pounding in

She felt as if the oxygen around her

closer to hers, and his magnetic, husky voice echoed in her ear. “Like this. Aim and

against her delicate cheek as if it had flown off with the

as though it had leaped up to

was the excitement from the golf ball flying off or his intense breath brushing her face that stirred the sensations within her body. She felt like she was

golf ball as it traced a beautiful arc in the air, eventually landing perfectly in

brilliant!” Hertha jumped up and

golf herself, made a suggestion to Alaric as her round face beamed

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