The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 575
“Mom, can we sleep with Dad tonight?” Elowen, with her ever-imaginative mind, popped up with the idea.
“He’s too big, sweetheart. There’s not enough room,” Thalassa quickly dismissed, rushing to find an excuse.
What a joke! She had just managed to escape him, and then she was supposed to let him back into the bed? No, she wouldn’t
have gotten any sleep that night if that were the case.
Elowen considered that and agreed. Lysander was indeed too big, and their bed was too small. There simply wasn’t enough
room.
Thalassa, acting as though she was fleeing, quickly took the kids downstairs without even bothering to take a shower.
She put Elowen and Sophia together in one room and settled them down for the night while Evelyn took care of Dorian and
Atticus in another room.
As Thalassa lulled the children to sleep with stories, she, too, drifted off to dreamland.
In the middle of the night, she didn’t notice the door slowly opening and a tall shadow appearing at the entrance.
Lysander stepped in. The faint moonlight illuminated his presence. He looked at his sleeping kids and Thalassa, curled on her
side, her face turned towards the children, deep in slumber.
Her face was peaceful, and her sleep seemed serene.
Bending over, Lysander gently took the blanket off Thalassa, tucked the kids in, and then carefully lifted her, carrying her out of
the room.
As the morning sun rose, its intense rays overpowered the moon’s gentle glow illuminating the world.
Birds chirped away outside the window, filling the air with a sense of cheerfulness.
It was another beautiful morning.
Thalassa, still half-asleep, turned over and automatically reached out to hug the little bundle beside her. Feeling warmth, she
drew it closer, her arm tightening around it.

Without opening her eyes, she instinctively kissed the soft cheek of the bundle, only it felt a bit wet and seemed to be breathing.
Had she just kissed a mouth?
Regardless, they were her beloved children, so all was fine.
She continued to caress the little one’s tummy, checking if they were hungry.
Her hand kept moving over the warm surface.
Oddly, the kids didn’t feel quite as soft today. It felt somewhat firm.
Even the ‘tummy’ she was touching felt hard.
Lysander, who was initially asleep, was awakened by Thalassa’s embrace. He opened his eyes to find himself being held by her,
even receiving a couple of kisses on his lips. Then, her hand started to wander over his body.
His gaze darkened.
Thalassa, too, realized that the touch of her child felt different today. She groggily opened her eyes, only to see a handsome face
staring back at her.
She stared back for a moment, disbelieving. She closed her eyes, thinking she was seeing things.
When she opened her eyes again, she found herself staring into Lysander’s deep eyes that could engulf her whole.
Her heart skipped a beat, and all sleepiness vanished.
It really was Lysander!
Her eyes widened, and her breath hitched.
“Did you have a good feel?” Lysander’s voice was deep, his gaze fixed on her.
Thalassa held her breath, her gaze drifting downwards. Her hand was inside his shirt, touching his abs.
Embarrassed, she quickly withdrew her hand, stammering, “I...I didn’t mean to... I thought you were one of the kids, “The kids
are still downstairs, Lysander’s voice was husky.

Thalassa gasped, her face flushed.