The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

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Chapter 1264 Thalassa felt her heart plummet as Lysander’s razor-sharp words cut through the air, leaving her stunned and wounded. “Lysander, can’t you think nicely, just once?” she implored, disbelief etching her features.

“Running off from Starhaven to Eldoria to shack up in a hotel room-isn’t that all about dodging prying eyes? How else should I think? Lysander’s voice was a low rumble, deep and icy, his piercing gaze stabbing at Thalassa like a sword.

His words landed like a heavy fist on Thalassa’s chest, which caused a relentless pain.

“I brought my mom to Eldoria for a vacation, and | just happened to run into him. That's all, take it or leave it,” Thalassa retorted, striding away without looking back, not towards their room but towards the elevator with determined steps.

Lysander’s control and oppression were suffocating her, making it hard for her to breathe. Her mood had been sour for too long, without a single moment of happiness.

If this oppression from Lysander continued, it was only a matter of tbefore she would _break.

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Suppressed feelings always find a way to erupt when pushed too far.

Lysander’s constant suspicions of clandestine meetings with Callum, his extractions tand again, never once did he consider her perspective, her feelings.

As Thalassa hurried to the elevator, Lysander’'s shadowed gaze followed her. She pressed the button, seething with anger and suppressing the rage within.

She was like a child stewing in her own fury.

Lysander’s brows furrowed as he followed her with long strides. As the elevator arrived, Thalassa stepped in, and Lysander followed suit. [x] His towering presence filled the space, and Thalassa instinctively moved aside to put distance between them.

His aura was like a frigid wind, chilling her skin and making her breath hitch.

Neither of them spoke when the elevator descended, the air thick with tension. Thalassa knew she had been too harsh with him earlier.

Given Lysander’s temperament, he was bound to be displeased. He was a king in his own right, unused to defiance.

And she had defied him.

Though it had been a momentary loss of control, now, with her temper cooled, she felt a twinge of fear. Lysander stood beside her, an unspoken pressure emanating from him.

1/2 10:51 Chapter 1264 The atmosphere was taut.

Thankfully, the elevator reached the ground floor soon, and Thalassa hastened out.

Lysander was right behind her, but she ignored him, walking briskly toward the artificial lake, her pace unyielding.

“Watch it!” Suddenly, a strong arm encircled her waist, yanking her backward.

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Her body lifted off the ground, saved from a dangerous misstep.

“You'd walk off a cliff if it was in front of you!” Lysander’s voice was a furious growl beside her ear.

Thalassa’s heart pounded. It was only then she realized that the path ended abruptly at the deep, dark waters of the lake, unguarded by any railing. She had been moments away from plunging in.

If Lysander hadn't pulled her back,” she'd be flailing in the water.

Catching her breath, she said, “I didn’t see that the path ended.” “Your head's in the clouds if you can’t see what's right in front of you,” Lysander chided.

His hot breath on the top of her head, her back pressed against his lean, muscular chest, brought a sense of danger and oppression.

She could even feel his strong heartbeats against her back, as if he too had been shaken by the near-miss.

Was Lysander worried about her? But his doubts-whether it was about her intentions towards him or suspicions of infidelity-were a constant. His lack of trust in her overshadowed whatever affection he might have for her. How could he truly care for her with no faith in her at all?

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