The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 1125
Thalassa’s eyes shimmered like the restless surface of the ocean with fear and surprise in their depths, “What are you planning
to do?” she asked.
“You didn’t want to leave with me all because you’re rushing to see him, right? Since when does life hand out so many
coincidences?” Lysander’s commanding presence enveloped
her.
Both Callum and Thalassa had offered explanations, but he just refused to believe them. The way Callum looked at her wasn’t a
simple affection of friendship.
Thalassa’s pupils dilated with distress.
Did he really think that her urgency to leave and her refusal to go with him was all for the sake of meeting Callum?
A surge of anger bubbled up within her like boiling water on the verge of spilling over.
Her breath became erratic, and with a flash of indignation, she retorted, “Are you really
clueless about why I don’t want to go with you?”
“And how would I know, hmm?” Lysander’s voice was magnetic and tinged with frustration, his jaw muscles tensing as he ground
his teeth.

Struggling for a moment, Thalassa tried to push away his hands that pinned her arms, but to no avail. Annoyed, she locked eyes
with him and burst out, “You and Susan were flirting like high school sweethearts, all lovey-dovey. That night she must’ve made
you quite happy, huh? If two hundred thousand bucks can get someone to wait on you hand and foot, why wouldn’t you jump at
the deal? Even after she cursed you out, you let her off the hook. If I had cursed you, I bet you would’ve chopped me into pieces
by now!”
Lysander’s gaze darkened as he stared at her. Her chest heaved with anger, and like a wildcat, her eyes blazed with the force of
her true words.
Was she really getting worked up and jealous because he was involved with another woman? It seemed as unlikely as the sun
rising in the west.
Releasing one of her hands, Lysander lifted her chin with his index finger and stared intently into her eyes. “Who said I was
involved with her that night?” he quipped.
Thalassa blinked in surprise, “What are you saying?”
“Do you even have the gall to ask that? Did you even consider what you put me through by running away and leaving me alone
in the hotel, huh?” Lysander’s thumb caressed her chin as if she were his small pet.
“How did you spend the night then?” Thalassa asked with her nerves taut.
Could it be that she had misunderstood the whole thing? Maybe nothing had happened
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between Lysander and Susan that night?
“A cold shower can put out a fire. Who said a woman is necessary?” Lysander countered.
Thalassa blinked in astonishment, “Then five years ago, why did you...?”
She trailed off, too embarrassed to finish the sentence.
That night five years ago, Lysander had been feverish because he was intoxicated by some drug, and that was why he couldn’t
control his desire for her.
“Because it was you,” he said softly, his voice a low seduction. “You caught me and you kissed me...” Her scent and her
kindness opened his floodgates. He could’ve controlled his desire, but he lost it himself completely because of her touch and
kiss. It was uncontrollable.
That night was his complete surrender in all his life. It was also the first time he’d ever lost control of his body.
He’d been trained to resist even the strongest aphrodisiacs, but with Thalassa, for the first time he was helpless. Seeing her
again, he still felt that same irresistible pull toward her.
Lysander’s voice was a low rumble. His hypnotic and enticing tone seeped into Thalassa’s very soul.
She was shocked, and her heart was stirring with tumultuous ripples.
What was he saying? That night, he’d been with her just because she was the one there?
What did he mean? Did he mean that he had feelings for her?
This realization sprouted quietly in Thalassa’s heart, causing ripples across her heart and making her heart race like a drum.