The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen) novel Chapter 805

Chapter 805 

Lysander’s fiery breath, laced with anger, brushed against her ear, “You realize who I am now, don’t you?” 

His deep, husky voice and his hot breath, stirred the delicate skin behind Thalassa’s ear, her eyelashes fluttered, her voice choked, “I… I know…” 

“And who am I, hmm?” Lysander’s voice trailed off, husky enough to drip with desire. 

“My man…” Thalassa gritted her teeth while answering, tears welled up in her eyes, slipping down her cheeks and into her hair. 

Lysander shivered slightly, his movements softened. 

“Remember that, and no more foolish questions.” Lysander’s hoarse voice echoed, followed by a kiss behind her ear. 

Thalassa trembled, clutching onto his back tightly. 

Lysander returned to the driver’s seat. Thalassa straightened her clothes, not daring to think about the previous moments. 

Regretting why she had provoked him, knowing that angering him would lead to nothing good, yet she never seemed to learn. 

Thalassa’s hands clutched the hem of her dress; her breathing wasn’t completely normal yet, which was a hint of urgency in her demeanor. 

“I want to go back to Vibrant Oasis Residences. I’m off tomorrow and the day after. The kids are at school, so I can’t be with them. Can I go back and spend time with my mom?” Thalassa spoke to Lysander in a negotiating tone. 

Just now, Lysander had ground away all her sharpness, all her stubbornness and resistance. 

Her voice was weak now. 

“Hmm,” Lysander grunted, expressing his agreement. 

With that, he started the car and drove off. 

Thalassa secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She was worried he wouldn’t let her go, that he’d insist on taking her to the Royal Estates. 

Lysander was a danger to her. Being with him, she could never fully relax. 

The car drove on in silence, the atmosphere inside somewhat gloomy. Thalassa looked out the window, trying not to pay attention to the oppressive feeling inside the car. 

And Lysander, with his hands firmly on the steering wheel, drove on. His handsome face tensed. Even having heard Thalassa’s affirmation that he was her man, he wasn’t satisfied. 

Her previous words that she couldn’t resist him, that she liked his type, were all lies! 

The one she truly loved was still Leopold!