The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 968

The air trembled with the tension of an invasion, a palpable force that made breathing seem like a luxury.

Thalassa trembled with excess fear, her limbs still weak from the ordeal, as she glanced towards the doorway. There, striding in with a commanding presence that seemed to dominate the very room, was a tall figure flanked by an entourage. His regal bearing was unmatched-án aura that spoke of a ruler among men.

It was Lysander!

Thalassa’s heart fluttered with a mixture of dread and an inexplicable sensation.

“Lysander…”

Her voice was hoarse, the words barely escaping her lips. She wanted to tell him about the harrowing events she had just endured, but a wave of overwhelming emotion surged within her, bringing tears to her eyes.

She hadn’t felt the urge to cry when faced with the cruelty and danger earlier, but now, in the presence of him, vulnerability surfaced, and all the fear and grievances came flooding out.

Struggling to maintain her balance, Thalassa attempted to move towards Lysander.

But his countenance was cold as ice, his aura chilling as if it emanated from the depths of hell itself.

out and grasped Thalassa’s

out beneath

her waist, pulling her forcefully against his sturdy torso. His powerful arm

solidness of his abdomen, radiating a heat that seemed to scorch

hitched, her cheeks flushing

index finger tilted her chin upward, compelling her to

willingly?” Lysander’s voice was a low rumble, laced with an anger

for her frantically,

room with Callum, wrapped

words, Thalassa felt the sting of his cold

already reddened, now prickled with

bewildered, “Lysander, what

“That look in your eyes… Are you upset that

ordeal, she had felt a sense of relief upon seeing

words were a

sorrow or pain, but from a heart that ached with disappointment and

not a single tear had fallen. But now, a single sentence from Lysander was all it took to

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