Chapter 1272

Seeing her shocked, Lysander sneered, his reference to Callum as clear as day.

Thalassa bristled with anger, her eyes shimmering with rage as she shoved at Lysander’s broad shoulders. “I have no clue what you’re spouting!” she snapped, her voice a tempest. The storm in Lysander’s deep-set eyes darkened, his large hand cupping her face so firmly it contorted her features. “You don’t understand?” he growled, his voice a low rumble. “Then let me spell it out for you.”

Without another word, he dipped his head and captured her lips in a fierce, silencing kiss.

“Mmph…” Thalassa’s breath hitched, her hands pushing against his shoulders in vain.

His frame was a fortress of muscle and sinew, immovable.

No amount of shoving on her part could budge him. Instead, her efforts only drained her strength, leaving her limp.

Feeling her resistance wane, Lysander cradled the back of her head, deepening the kiss, claiming with a hunger that left no room for doubt.

Thalassa’s mind was fogged from lack of oxygen and the overwhelming presence of Lysander.

Her head spun, her senses filled with nothing but his overpowering breath warming her face, his heavy exhalations against her nostrils.

from the heat of his kiss,

tell.

Instead, he held her close, his face pressed against

for air,

she realized Lysander was still sprawled on top of her, his deep breaths

heat of his presence pulled at Thalassa’s nerves and quickened her heartbeat. After several heavy breaths, Thalassa managed to find her voice. “The sheets are fresh now. I’m going to bed,” she

brows knitted, his voice husky as he

“How can I sleep with you lying on top of me?”

hit the hay soon. You might as well book your own room,” she

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Chapter 1272

to sound too

won’t be blindsided,” Lysander murmured against her neck, rolling off her to

her.

Thalassa sat up and glanced back at him

door.

just walk away?” Lysander’s voice, dark

her tracks.

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