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.

flushed with shock, and she stilled immediately, daring

only to heighten the peril.

gaze, she met his eyes-deep and fathomless as the night sky, exuding an invasive,

heart quivered at the

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

oppressively heavy, enough to

frantically, “No one… no one touched me.”

to check,” he declared, his

asked, her voice barely

her chin up, forcing her to look straight into his penetrating

as she thought about what his “checking” might entail. She’d just escaped a harrowing ordeal,

so callous as to demand such a thing from her at this

there was no one, Lysander. Can’t you just trust me? I was kidnapped today, and if it hadn’t been for Callum’s timely arrival, I… might’ve been

recalling the sight of Callum holding her

anything.”

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