The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 834
Lysander’s intense gaze bore into her, wrapping her up with a formidable presence she couldn’t ignore.
After scrutinizing her for a moment, her tension was palpable; sweat beads the size of peas fell from her forehead.
He did not say anything; he just turned the steering wheel and pulled the car to the side of the road.
The car came to a smooth stop, and finally, Thalassa felt her heart, which had been lodged in her throat, settle back into place.
Just as she let out a sigh of relief, the hand gripping hers made the danger feel more intense.
His arm was around her waist, his large hand holding her other side, touching her at a spot that was both vulnerable and
sensitive.
Her body tensed up with the heat coming from his palm; the rough texture of his hand was like fire, capable of igniting her waist
and burning her whole body.
Thalassa held her breath, not daring to make a sound as she turned to look at Lysander. His oceanic eyes were enigmatic and
profound, causing her to shudder.
“Not going to talk? Should I find out myself?” Lysander’s deep voice rang out; his tone, which was fraught with danger and icy
coldness, seeped into Thalassa’s bones.
Her voice trembled slightly as she spoke, unable to mask her fear, “I... I ran into Leopold at Leossa Electronics today. I didn’t
plan to meet him; it was just a coincidence.”
“And then? Where did you go?”
Does she really believe it was a coincidence? How many coincidences can there be in the world? He thought.
“I went to Starhaven College, walked around for a bit, then he drove me back to the office...” Thalassa observed Lysander’s
expression as she carefully chose her words.
Just now, she was fearing the truth would get Lysander angry.
Even after revealing the truth, she was still afraid of his anger.

As she finished speaking, she saw Lysander’s eyes darken, a gloomy, icy aura permeating the car.
He did not speak. Instead, he just stared at her with those deep-set eyes, which were cold, icy, and piercing.
Thalassa felt cold; the chillness crept from the base of her spine.
The next second, his large hand gripped her chin. The force caused Thalassa to gasp for air.
Lysander raised her face, forcing her to look at him. He gritted his teeth and suppressed his anger, “Thalassa, you keep pushing
my boundaries. Do you really think you’re special to me?”
“...” Thalassa’s heart tightened. Just as she was about to deny it, his lips muted her voice brutally.
Lysander’s hot lips and tongue met hers, which were passionate and fierce.
Thalassa’s long eyelashes fluttered uncontrollably. She couldn’t help but tremble.
She tried to resist and to escape, but Lysander didn’t let her. His large hand held her slender waist, forcing her to tilt her head
back and coercing her lips apart.
As Thalassa’s lips and tongue gradually numbed, her mind began to feel dizzy as if she were walking on clouds.
Lysander didn’t let her go until she was completely out of breath and began to suffer from a lack of oxygen.
She leaned weakly against Lysander. Her eyes were filled with tears and she was gasping for fresh air.
Lysander’s breathing was heavy; his hand pressed her head against his chest, holding her so her weak body wouldn’t slide
down.
His voice was low and husky, in which the restraint was palpable, “Don’t ever hide from me again, understood?”
Thalassa, filled with panic, had no energy left to argue with him.
Her voice was soft and muffled as she replied, “I understand.”
Her weak voice ignited the fervor in Lysander’s blood. His throat tightened and swallowed hard. It took all his self-control to keep
himself still. Thalassa leaned against him, feeling his chest rise and fall with his heavy breathing.