The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 407
The current situation was, that she wouldn’t survive an investigation.
If Lysander started digging, she’d be done for.
That day, she had just come back from work to find that the kids and Evelyn Pendleton were not at home.
She had to make a phone call to find out that Hertha Kensington had helped Evelyn and the kids rent a new house, and t. They
had already moved their stuff over last time.
After Thalassa had told Hertha about Lysander, she thought that sooner or later, Lysander would find his way home and discover
the existence of the kids.
So, in the four days that Thalassa was missing, Hertha found a new house, and Evelyn and the kids moved over. The current
house’s rent was due at the end of the month, and they could take their time moving the rest of their stuff.
That day, Thalassa missed the kids dearly, but she was only informed after she came back that Evelyn and the kids had already
moved to their new rental.
She was tired, h. Her head was heavy, and she was worried that the kids would be anxious if they saw her injured, so she
decided to spend the night here.
Unexpectedly, Lysander really came!
Thalassa was nervous and terrified.
She rejected Lysander’s touch, feeling his powerful breath laced with a faint scent of sandalwood, a strong masculine aura,
spraying on her cheek.
Thalassa held her breath, her skin slightly hot.
Lysander originally wanted to kiss her lips, but missed. He clenched his teeth slightly, and pinched her cheek,. He turned her
face towards him, and said coldly, “Do you think you can always get away by playing the injury card, huh?”
He was domineering, and dangerous, and h. His cold eyes glinted with icy light.

He was clearly in a bad mood, even angry.
Thalassa didn’t know what she had done to provoke him. She,nervously said, “The doctor said that if I don’t rest properly after a
concussion, I could become...uh...”
Before she could finish, her lips were sealed by his.
His intense masculine aura enveloped her, permeating every pore of her, declaring that she was his! -Thalassa’s breath was
scattered and hurried, and she was kissedn’t released until her head was spinning.
At first, she wanted to resist, but as he sucked the oxygen out of her, she became dizzy and weak.
At the crucial moment, Lysander suddenly stopped and, let go of her lips,. He lay down next to her, scooped up her soft body,
and held her in his strong arms.
He breathed against her neck, holding her back. His breath was deep, suppressed, and hot, holding her back.
Thalassa was released, her body soft, gasping for fresh air. As her consciousness gradually returned, she realized Lysander was
holding her. Sensing danger, she moved forward a bit to keep her distance.
Lysander’s voice, low and husky, voice resonated, “Don’t move! Or I can’t promise I won’t touch you!”
Thalassa’s body stiffened, and she didn’t dare to move.
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So, she was held by him, her back against his chest, his steady and powerful heartbeat thumping against her back.
It drove her heartbeat, beat by beat, keeping the two hearts, which were not on the same level, in sync. Thalassa was panicked,
her back against his hot chest, her body held by his lean and strong arms.
The sound of his deep, hot breath was atin her ear.
Her body, because of his domineering posture, showed a state of submission, her skin involuntarily hot.
Her heart was nervous, and there was a tingling sensation that she couldn’t control.
In the middle of the night, a close embrace, two interwoven breaths, one deep and one shallow.

Thalassa was tense and rigid at first, but by the second half of the night, she was so sleepy, her eyelids drooping, s. She couldn’t
hold on any longer, and she fell asleep.