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

his hand circling her waist to pull her closer, adjusting her seating.

as he would with Elowen, cradling her small frame, he enveloped Thalassa, creating the image of her nestled safely in

to Lysander, her petite form seemed childlike in his strong,

of him, being held like a child, her face turned a deeper shade of red and her breathing grew labored. But Lysander’s words left

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

with her embarrassment and discomfort, she remained

Elowen, who was holding up the phone,

the phone, stepped back, and

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at the screen with

a smile,” Elowen said earnestly, her large, luminous eyes shifting from the phone to Thalassa, urging her to

her best self for the picture. She forced a smile, feeling Lysander’s warmth at her back

between the fear of Lysander turning into a

children’s innocence.