The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen) novel Chapter 1264

Thalassa felt her heart plummet as Lysander's razor-sharp words cut through the air, leaving her stunned and wounded. "Lysander, can't you think nicely, just once?" she implored, disbelief etching her features.

"Running off from Starhaven to Eldoria to shack up in a hotel room—isn't that all about dodging prying eyes? How else should I think?" Lysander's voice was a low rumble, deep and icy, his piercing gaze stabbing at Thalassa like a sword.

His words landed like a heavy fist on Thalassa's chest, which caused a relentless pain.

"I brought my mom to Eldoria for a vacation, and I just happened to run into him. That’s all, take it or leave it," Thalassa retorted, striding away without looking back, not towards their room but towards the elevator with determined steps.

Lysander's control and oppression were suffocating her, making it hard for her to breathe.

Her mood had been sour for too long, without a single moment of happiness.

If this oppression from Lysander continued, it was only a matter of time before she would break.

Suppressed feelings always find a way to erupt when pushed too far.

Lysander's constant suspicions of clandestine meetings with Callum, his extreme actions time and again, never once did he consider her perspective, her feelings.

As Thalassa hurried to the elevator, Lysander's shadowed gaze followed her. She pressed the button, seething with anger and suppressing the rage within.

She was like a child stewing in her own fury.

Lysander's brows furrowed as he followed her with long strides. As the elevator arrived, Thalassa stepped in, and Lysander followed suit.

His towering presence filled the space, and Thalassa instinctively moved aside to put distance between them. His aura was like a frigid wind, chilling her skin and making her breath hitch.

Neither of them spoke when the elevator descended, the air thick with tension. Thalassa knew she had been too harsh with him earlier.

Given Lysander's temperament, he was bound to be displeased. He was a king in his own right, unused to defiance.