Chapter 975

Thalassa snapped back to reality, hurrying to keep up.

After descending from the rooftop, she entered Lysander’s office. As soon as she walked in, the glass door swung shut behind her and locked with an ominous click.

Her body tensed, a primal sense of danger coursing through her veins.

Without warning, Lysander’s hand snaked around her slender waist, pulling her forcefully against his muscular torso. Her forehead collided with his chest, sending her heart into a frenetic gallop, like a startled fawn crashing into a cloud-confused and alarmed.

“Lysander, what are you doing?” she demanded, her voice shaky.

“You,” he responded with a single word, his low, icy voice sending shivers down her spine.

Thalassa’s eyes widened in panic. In a brief struggle, she realized that his grip was unyielding-she was trapped, her body involuntarily brushing against his.

Suddenly, she felt a telling change in him.

stilled

seemed only to

his eyes-deep and fathomless as the night sky, exuding an invasive, predatory

quivered at

tonight? Did any man touch you?” Lysander’s voice

heavy, enough to

head frantically, “No

check,” he

voice barely above

her chin up, forcing her to look straight into his

harrowing ordeal, and the mere thought

to demand such a thing

was kidnapped today, and if it hadn’t been for Callum’s timely arrival, I… might’ve been ruined. I truly don’t want to do… that… tonight…”

Lysander hissed through clenched teeth, recalling the sight of Callum holding her in a

didn’t do anything.” Thalassa’s

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