The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 1206

The scorching breath tickled the edges of Thalissa’s ear, carrying an invasive scent of peril.

Her body tensed, frozen in place, her pupils dilated, eyes flickering with uncertainty.

Lysander’s words were eerily familiar. Weren’t they the same ones she’d uttered to him not too long ago?

Back then, when little Elowen had offered Lysander some homemade cookies, Thalassa, worried that he’d refuse and hurt the child’s feelings, had advised him, “Don’t reject the kindness of a child; it might break their heart.”

Now, Lysander had turned her words back on her. How could she possibly refuse?

But sitting on his lap, this way-when a child does it, it’s the sweetness of a father-daughter bond.

And her? Sitting on Lysander’s lap, it could only seem awkward, the sort of thing to set. tongues wagging and minds wandering.

Thalassa squirmed uncomfortably, her body rigid, her cheeks burning, she reminded him, “Your leg is still injured. Shouldn’t you be more careful?”

after all, was still recovering

hand circling her waist to pull

cradling her small frame, he enveloped Thalassa, creating the

her petite form

masculine scent of him, being held like a child, her face turned a deeper shade of red and her breathing grew

that any reckless movement might switch on his predatory instincts, and she’d be truly

embarrassment and discomfort, she

His deep eyes shifted to Elowen, who was holding up the phone, “Go ahead and take

beaming like a blooming flower, lifted the phone, stepped back, and the

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the screen

her large, luminous eyes shifting from the phone to Thalassa, urging her to look happier for the

the picture. She forced a smile, feeling Lysander’s warmth

heart was torn between the fear of Lysander turning into a

children’s innocence.