Chapter 1227

Thalassa made her way to the edge of the bed, poised to sit down, when suddenly she felt a firm grip around her waist and her body lifted into the air.

Lysander’s muscular chest pressed against her as he spun her around and pinned her down onto the soft bedding beneath them.

Panic fluttered in Thalassa’s chest, her eyes wildly searching until they locked with Lysander’s piercing gaze. It was as if his sharp eyes had captured the flickering light within her own.

Her heart was ensnared just as firmly.

Lysander’s large hand cradled her face, his deep-set eyes shadowed and voice husky, “How do you plan on repaying what you owe me?”

Thalassa’s breath hitched at his low, gravelly question, “What?”

“Your debt of gratitude,” he murmured, his rough voice like the pouring rain.

Her heart raced at his implication. Was he referring to the favor she now owed him because of that passing comment she made earlier? That she had repaid Callum and in turn, indebted herself to Lysander? Was he still holding onto that grudge?

“I… I mean…” Thalassa stammered.

Before she could utter another word, Lysander had leaned in close, kissing her lips with a punishing intensity.

was overpowering, punishing, and yet, oddly tender. A tingling sensation began at the meeting of their lips, zipping straight

limbs going limp as if she were nothing more than a puddle of water.

damp kisses trailed down

his voice a deep

into clarity, her eyes widening slightly.

took

had he been so upset

his gaze still

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back to reality, “No, it’s not that. I just

what?” Lysander probed.

be repaid so… easily,”

silent, his intense stare unwavering. After a half-second

up

walked towards the

Thalassa felt a void

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