The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 1362

Lysander’s grip tightened around Thalassa’s hand, unyielding, not allowing her to pull away. His handsome features were set in a determined, almost domineering expression, his eyes locking onto hers.

In the depths of his gaze, like the dark waters of a secluded lake, lay a month’s worth of longing for her.

“It’s been a month, Thalassa. Hasn’t your heart eased even a bit?” Lysander’s voice, low and magnetic, inquired.

During this past month, he’d been abroad not just for work but to give Thalassa time-time to find solace, to heal from the loss of her mother.

He knew that once her mood lightened, discussions of marriage would flow much more

smoothly.

Thalassa couldn’t pry her hand from his grasp; his palm was like a vice, holding her fiercely. If she struggled too much, she’d only hurt herself.

like W

Just like every time before, his overbearing confinement left her more wounded the harder she fought.

same as ever, imperious, never considering her feelings.

and she gave up resisting, her eyes cold as she met Lysander’s stare. “Your parents have been dead for so many years. Have you found comfort yet?”

gaze was unwavering, steadfast with a glint of hatred, fearless, and tinged with

his core, his heart feeling as if hammered by a massive forc

strength in his fingers

her hand and turned, headi inside the

disappear into the house, his b slightly furrowed, his dark eyes tinged with

testify against Bruce

pain all too well; when his parents passed, he was shrouded in darkness for over

mother had only each other, their bond far deeper than what he had wit

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would undoubtedly cause

hand that had held Thalassa’s wrist, the coolness of her skin seemingly lingering

chill of morning dew, seeping into the soul,