The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 891
“No anymore. Put me down, Thalassa’s voice was laced with panic and unease.
When Lysander got domineering, there was nothing she could do to dissuade him.
“Alright then,” Lysander complied and settled her down gently on the bed.
The moment her back hit the mattress, his towering figure loomed over her and pressed her down. His hands were propping on
either side of her and his deep-set eyes fixed on her.
“Your reactions make me think you weren’t lying when you said your body can’t resist me.”
His voice was low and seductive. Thalassa’s heart skipped a beat, “I... um...”.
Just as she was about to speak, he ravished her lips and stole her breath.
Lysander’s kiss was passionate and overbearing. His labored. breath intertwined with her soft gasps as he easily took the
initiative.
Thalassa’s lips and tongue felt numb as an involuntary moan escaped her throat.
This sound seemed to please him. Lysander’s kiss became even more insistent and reckless.
It was only when Thalassa was on the brink of suffocation that Lysander released her, trailing kisses down her jawline to her
delicate neck.
He nipped at her flesh, leaving a possessive mark.
“Um,” Thalassa winced, her eyebrows knitting together.
“So you were planning on never contacting me again if we hadn’t run into each other at the party, huh?” Lysander’s raspy voice
sounded in her ear, dripping with reproach.
That bite was his way of punishing her.
Ever since he dropped her off at the Vibrant Oasis Residences, she had gone completely silent. She didn’t even visit the kids, let
alone call him.

Was she really planning on severing all ties with him? Even willing to abandon their children?
Thalassa’s eyelashes fluttered as her body jolted. His low, resonating words tickled her ear, making her unconsciously curl into
him. Gasping a little, she uttered, “No, I just... I was afraid to call you.”
Her fear and apprehension of him had held her back.
She was well aware of what returning to his side would mean.
She really didn’t want to continue living such a hopeless, never-ending cycle.
Lysander stiffened slightly. Her words implied that she wanted to contact him, but was too afraid he’d devour her. Was that what
she meant?
Lysander’s throat tightened when he issued a warning to her, “You can’t avoid me forever...”
He gripped her slender waist, pulling her up against him and pressing her against the headboard...
Thalassa didn’t know how long she had been crying, but her voice was hoarse from the strain.
When Thalassa woke from her natural sleep, the ache in her body made itself known.
Her eyebrows furrowed slightly, a soft cough escaping her. Only then did she realize her throat was dry and sore.
She tried to get up, but the moment her feet hit the floor, her legs gave way. Luckily, she managed to grab onto the bed frame,
which prevented herself from falling.
“Still got some fight in you. Looks like last night wasn’t enough,” a husky male voice from behind picked Thalassa’s nerves.
She turned her head in surprise and met Lysander’s sleepy, deep eyes.
“I need to use the restroom, she meant it this time but found her voice raspy from exhaustion. She could imagine how
persevered he was last night.
Lysander’s eyes flickered. He sat up, revealing his muscular chest and strong collarbone as the sheets slid down.
‘I’ll carry you.’

Thalassa’s eyes widened in alarm.