Chapter 942

Lysander, though fully clothed, exuded a potent masculine presence that filled the room. Thalassa, on the other hand, was still bare, save for the sheet clutched around her.

Her arms looped around Lysander’s neck, inadvertently causing the sheet to slip.

Caught off guard by his sudden embrace, Thalassa’s heart raced as she fumbled with the falling sheet, trying to cover herself. But it was a futile gesture; Lysander had already seen everything.

His deep gaze, smoky and intense, lingered on her slightly cherubic face.

Remembering her tender vulnerability the night before, a warmth spread through Lysander’s lower abdomen.

His voice, low and gravelly, broke the silence, “Why bother covering up? It’s not like I haven’t seen it all before.”

Thalassa’s face flushed a deep crimson at his words. True as they might be, hearing him say them out loud sent a wave of embarrassment through her.

sideways glance at her, noting the blush spreading across her

into the bathroom, setting Thalassa down by the sink.

it,” Thalassa murmured,

the bathroom, the oppressive atmosphere seemed

door was securely locked, she relaxed her tense shoulders and stepped into the shower, letting the hot

beat. The previous

run hot, and she quickly averted her gaze, only for her eyes to fall upon the

too, Lysander had pressed her against the wall, his hands lifting her, carrying her weight.

hitched at the recollection, alone in the shower

thought the bathroom would shield her from Lysander’s pervasive influence, but every corner was a reminder of the night’s fervor. Every object she saw brought back vivid scenes

sending shivers down her sensitive

eyes and shook her head, trying

over her head, drenching her hair, and droplets traced paths down her cheeks, falling to the

that filled

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