The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

The next day, Thalassa woke up before six in the morning. She hadn't set an alarm; she woke up naturally. The moment she opened her eyes, she was fully alert. She glanced at her phone and saw it was just past 5:40. She thought about going back to sleep but found it impossible, so she decided to get up, head to the bathroom, and start her morning routine.

After about an hour of bustling around, Lysander woke up. His sleepy eyes squinted at her in surprise. "Up so early today?" he asked, still groggy.

Usually, Lysander was the one to rise first, heading off to work while Thalassa was still sound asleep. Today, she was already nearly finished with her makeup. "Didn't you say we should get an early start? And today is special, so I thought I'd dress up a bit. I don't want to embarrass you by looking unkempt," she replied, focusing on her eyebrows.

Over the past three years of caring for Lysander, Thalassa had grown comfortable around him. Their conversations were casual, unlike before when she would carefully consider her words to avoid upsetting him.

"Who said you look unkempt?" Lysander snapped, his deep-set eyes flashing with irritation as he pulled on his trousers. The idea that anyone would think less of Thalassa angered him, as if he would tear them apart if he knew who it was.

His stern tone startled Thalassa, causing her hand to slip and draw her eyebrow pencil outside the line. She turned to look at him. "What's wrong?"

presence could still unnerve her at times. Realizing he had scared her, Lysander softened his

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walk all over her. She could stand up

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it, Lysander knew Thalassa didn't want to burden him. She was always so considerate, but overly considerate women

chin tickled her cheek, but his words warmed her heart. His affectionate touch made this the

don't get tired of me,"

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