The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 939

Thalassa’s hands were clammy with nerves as she worried about the potential storm brewing within Lysander’s ever-unpredictable mood.

Even Fitch wiped the sweat from his brow, knowing that standing up to Lysander when he was on edge was a domain reserved. for the brave-or the foolish.

Fitch was trembling, bracing for the tempest that was Lysander’s wrath.

But to everyone’s surprise, Lysander simply massaged his temples and spoke in a deep, resonant voice, “Everyone sleeps in their own room tonight and wait for your mom to come tuck you in with a bedtime story.”

“I don’t wanna…” Little Elowen, not quite grasping the meaning behind Lysander’s words, started to object.

Before she could finish, Thalassa quickly covered her mouth, gently guiding her towards her room. She whispered into her eyes, “Daddy means that Mom will come and tell you a story, but you have to be in your own beds, waiting for your turn.”

Elowen blinked her confused eyes, “Is that what he meant?”

“Of course,” Thalassa reassured her.

stay up for

then it’s story time!” Sophie declared,

come to me last. I’ll wait up for Mommy and won’t fall asleep,” Atticus said, always the most considerate, letting his younger siblings go

flurry of activity, the four little ones dashed to the bathroom, eager to wash up and snuggle into bed ready for their stories. Thalassa stood up, watching the children disappear into the bathroom with a smile. Her gaze shifted and

Sophie,” Thalassa said quickly, seeking an escape.

their beds, their damp skin glistening and soft,

Elowen and Sophie into their pajamas, her mood

you and Sophie tonight,” Elowen said in her sweet, coaxing

agreement, “Yeah,

and hop into bed, I’ll be right there

climbing into

hand, Thalassa began the nightly ritual of the bedtime

soothing as a lullaby, easily lulled

and Sophie had drifted off to sleep.