The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Thalassa's gaze was intense, filled with a moving depth as she looked at Lysander. In that moment, all the shadows that had clouded her heart vanished, the weight that had pressed on her chest felt lifted. Her distance and misunderstandings towards Lysander melted away. He wasn't involved with Rosalind in the way she had imagined, and he hadn't cold-heartedly let Susan go after her; he had been trying to save her. When he woke up, it wasn't him who had pushed her out of Royal Estates, but Zephyr's doing, even keeping him in the dark about it. The cold-hearted actions she thought were from Lysander were all misunderstandings. It was like the sun breaking through a cloudy sky, scattering all the shadows, filling her world with light.

Lysander's deep gaze locked onto Thalassa, witnessing the shift in her eyes from shock and surprise to a sudden realization and deep emotion. Seeing the unshed tears in her eyes, a color of deep, uncontrollable affection, made Lysander's heart skip a beat, his eyes glistened, and a surge of excitement bubbled up from within.

After locking eyes with him for a while, Thalassa noticed his intense, excited gaze. Her heart fluttered, understanding what that look meant. Realizing her gaze might be too inviting, she panicked, quickly averting her eyes, nervously saying, "Thank you for saving me from Susan's hands that time, otherwise I wouldn't have lived to see another sunrise!"

deep, his tongue intertwining with hers, tasting her sweet breath. Her tender, sweet touch, the taste between their lips, ignited a fire within Lysander, his blood boiling with excitement. Unable to resist wanting more, he kissed her

senses within seconds, leaving her dizzy and weak. Lysander's hands

to break from his kiss,

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hand on her leg, the other supporting her head, their foreheads touching as he calmed his ragged breathing, "Okay, I'll stop, just stay still