The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet

Toslaten var backed into a comer, with no choice but to get in the car

Thor driver called imo the diver’s seat, and Lysander seated himself in the back. Thalassa took the

spot next to him

Even sitting down, he sta eded an aura of majesty and nobility with his towering figure

Thalawa’s leg brushed against his expensive and wrinkle–

free suit pants. She was wary of touching him and carefully shifted away

The thought her movement was cutitle and wouldn’t draw attention

But the moment she moved, she felt the icy sharp eyes on her, as chilling as a frosty wind.

Thatases heart skipped a beat She turned to find herself meeting Lysanders piercing gaze.

Her shoulders trembled slightly as the muttered. “I just need to get closer to the window for some fresh

air”

Before she could finish, a large hand lifted her and she found herself perched on Lysanders lap

Even through the fabric, the

could feel the solid muscles and graceful curves of his thigh, which was a powerful allure.

Thalassas breath hitched, and the stammered, Mr Sinclair, we’re in a car right now

The next second, a partition rose in the car, separating the front and the back.

Lysander gripped her waist, lifting her chin “Can we pick up where we left off with that kiss?”

Thalassa was taken aback, her heart rate spiked as the realized what he was implying

“Mr Sinclair, injured my hand earlier, Thalassa quickly made up an excuse.

“What does that have to do with your mouth?” Lysander’s deep voice carried an invisible pressure.

Thalassa found herself unable to refute

Even if she purposely injured herself, it seemed she still couldn’t escape him.

His dominating presence enveloped her, and his masculine scent infiltrated her senses.

The kicker was, she was sitting on his lap, and she could feel the warmth and strength of his leg.

Thalassa’s heartbeat pounded like a drum.

Since she couldn’t escape, she could only give in.

She closed her eyes, her lashes trembling in nervousness. She slowly moved, her lips closer to his.

She left a gentle kiss on his lips and quickly pulled away

But the next second, her head was held in place and her lips were sealed by his.

Compared to her gentle peck, Lysander’s kiss was dornineering and possessive.

It wasn’t until she was gasping for air that Lysander finally let her go.

She slumped against his chest, gulping in fresh air.

Lysander’s hand gently roamed her back.

The car came to a smooth stop. They had arrived at Thalassa’s apartment complex.

Thalassa realized this and quickly hopped off Lysander, pushing open the car door to get out.

She saw that they were right under her apartment building

Lysander also got out of the car, his deep voice raspy as he said, ‘I’ll walk you up.”

Having said that, he began to walk away

Thalassa was taken aback and quickly caught up with him. She grabbed his hand. “I still want to go on

a date with you, and I don’t want to go home yet.”

If he walked her up, he’d surely come into her home. And if he saw the milk bottles and toys, he’d defini

tely realize she had children at home

Her palm was warm and delicate.

She took the initiative to hold his hand, and it seemed warmer than usual NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

Lysander looked at her fondly with a surprising gentleness, “So, how about that date?”