Chapter 976

Under Lysander’s forceful kiss, Thalassa’s mind started to fog, her world spinning as her body grew weak and her oxygen supply dwindled.

Just when she felt like she could no longer breathe, Lysander released her. His hand cradled the back of her head, fingers weaving through her hair, imprisoning her as his forehead rested against hers. His heavy, masculine breath fanned between them.

Her chest heaved, body limp, breathing shallow. His strong, potent presence made her heart pound relentlessly.

His voice, husky and tinged with heat, demanded, “I’ll give you one more chance. What happened in that hotel room?”

The mugger hadn’t managed to do anything because she had fought back fiercely. But what about after Callum arrived?

He had seen Callum kiss her forehead before, and this time, he found Callum holding her so tenderly.

It was clear to him that Thalassa had been willing.

In a situation where both parties are willing, what else was he expected to think happened?

going

she could sneak

to kiss her forehead, and now, here they were, alone in a hotel room, embracing. Connecting the dots, Lysander felt the anger within him simmering

Leopold’s death had affected Thalassa,

just Callum, merely a friend of Leopold’s, she was so affectionate, so

fill the void left by not being with

a living, breathing man,

Thalassa’s lips. His overpowering

muddled consciousness snapped

hotel, nor did he believe

taken her to the hotel and suspected what might have happened in the

Bruce, to see him suffer a

came fear. Fear of the video in Bruce’s possession getting out and destroying her mother.

her loathing and concealing her guilt, her voice trembled, “Nothing happened. Elliott was about

it was Elliott alone who had kidnapped her.

Lysander’s demeanor turned to stone, a low pressure enveloping the office, tormenting Thalassa’s

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