Chapter 1270
So, while they waited for the sheets to be changed, was she seriously not even
allowed to sit on the bed?
Thalassa was feeling a bit upset. Even if she couldn't lounge on the mattress,
perching on the nightstand would've been fine, right? Why on earth did she have
to sit on his lap?
With her back against his sturdy chest, Thalassa could feel the heat emanating
from his body. She tensed up, holding her breath as if that could make her
invisible.
Her heart was pounding like a jackhammer, his large hands encircled her waist,
and his hot breath cascaded down her neck, reminiscent of a predator panting
over its prey desperate to devour her but restrained.
Thalassa’s heart was all over the place, a bundle of nerves.
As the seconds ticked by, the wait felt like an eternity.
She wished someone would come to her rescue, but it was just the two of them
in the room. Her mom and Callum had been shooed away by him.
And since he was the one who sent them away, they wouldn't return until he left.
Thalassa racked her brain, trying to figure a way out of his grip.
Standing up was futile. His arms were locked around her, keeping her firmly in
place.
She needed an external force.
Just as Thalassa was exhausting her mental strategies, there was a noise at the
door.
Startled, Thalassa quickly turned her head to see two housekeepers pushing a
cleaning cart into the room.
Upon witnessing the scene, the housekeepers froze, a flicker of surprise crossing
their faces before they hastily said, “Oh, sorry to intrude. If now's not a good time,
we can come back later.”
They were about to retreat.
Thalassa's face was as red as a ripe tomato. She smacked Lysander’s hand and
stammered, “Get up, will you? They're here to change the sheets.”
Her tone was far from pleasant. Lysander had insisted on her sitting on his lap,
and now they were caught in this awkward situation by the housekeepers, with
her still perched on his legs.
She was thin-skinned, and being seen like this by others made her feel utterly
embarrassed.
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Thalassa smacked the back of Lysander’s hand again, muttering complaints that
left the housekeeper's both shocked and in awe.
After all, the man they were looking at was strikingly handsome, with an
extraordinary présence. His suit was impeccably tailored, and he wore a
wristwatch that was clearly
worth a fortune.
He exuded an air of affluence that made it clear he was a big deal, not someone
they'd
want to cross.
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Others might have fawned over him,
flirting shamelessly to get close to
someone like him. But here Thalassa
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For a moment, the housekeepers admired Thalassa’s guts and were astonished
by her boldness.
However, as surprised as they were, they didn't dare linger, quickly turning to
leave.
Lysander’s deep voice halted them, “Wait!”
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His command, spoken without anger
but full of authority, made the
housekeepers freeze in their tracks,
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Some people just have an innate nobility and command about them that
instinctively makes others wary.
Even without knowing his status, his mere presence in the room demanded
attention.
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You were called here to change the
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sheets, not to take a look and leave,
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