The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

"Thalassa, you could've just admitted it," Richard Draven said, initially eager to stick around for the drama until Lysander's icy glare hit him.

Rubbing his nose, he added, "Uh, I've got things to handle back at my antique store. Take it easy, Lysander."

No sooner had he spoken than Lysander grabbed a fork from the dining table and hurled it his way.

Luckily for Richard, he was quick on his feet; otherwise, he'd have been hit.

Getting involved in Lysander's personal drama was like playing with fire, and Richard knew it too well. But then again, Lysander's drama was the kind everyone secretly wanted a piece of, given how rare it was Thalassa sat there, head bowed, biting her lower lip, her hands on her lap twisted in nervous tension, bearing the weight of Lysander's piercing gaze as if it was tearing her apart. Moments before, she was passionately defending herself, but now, faced with a circular pendant and an unexpected addition of twenty thousand dollars to her account, she was at a loss for words.

who was waiting on the sidelines: "Take it

drenched in sweat. He had been pondering over how to investigate the theft of the circular pendant, but in no time,

thick, a sharp, chilling gaze drilling into her, sending shivers down her spine. "What's there to explain?"

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fists clenched tighter, breathing becoming erratic, with nothing to say. She couldn't explain. If she did... Lysander would discover the secret of their

her to have his. His feelings towards her were nothing but hatred, using her as an outlet for his anger. If he found out about the four children she bore him, even if he didn't care for them, he would take them away from her side. Being separated from her children, to her, would be the ultimate torment. And for the children to live with a father who didn't want them wouldn't bring them happiness either.

more foreboding as he grabbed her wrist. His

tossing her onto the bed. Thalassa yelped, caught off