The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

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Chapter 976

Under Lysander’s forceful kiss, Thalassa’s mind started to fog, her world spinning as her body grew weak and her

oxygen supply dwindled.

Just when she felt like she could no longer breathe, Lysander released her. His hand cradled the back of her head,

fingers weaving through her hair, imprisoning her as his forehead rested against hers. His heavy, masculine breath

fanned between them.

Her chest heaved, body limp, breathing shallow. His strong, potent presence made her heart pound relentlessly.

His voice, husky and tinged with heat, demanded, “I’ll give you one more chance. What happened in that hotel

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room?”

The mugger hadn’t managed to do anything because she had fought back fiercely. But what about after Callum

arrived?

He had seen Callum kiss her forehead before, and this time, he found Callum holding her so tenderly.

It was clear to him that Thalassa had been willing.

In a situation where both parties are willing, what else was he expected to think happened?

At first, she lied about going to look at apartments

Evelyn, just so she could sneak off to see Callum!

Then she allowed Callum to kiss her forehead, and now, here they were, alone in a hotel room, embracing.

Connecting the dots, Lysander felt the anger within him simmering like a volcano on the brink of eruption.

He was aware of how deeply Leopold’s death had affected Thalassa, and he knew the place Leopold held in her

heart.

Now, with just Callum, merely a friend of Leopold’s, she was so affectionate, so welcoming.

Was it all because of Leopold’s influence? Was she seeking to fill the void left by not being with Leopold through his

friend?

Was he, a living, breathing man, really losing to a memory?

Lysander’s voice was deep and heated, almost angry as it spilled over Thalassa’s lips. His overpowering presence

caused her to tremble, her eyelashes fluttering, her heart squeezing tight.

Thalassa’s muddled consciousness snapped to attention.

She realized that Lysander had never believed her words at the hotel, nor did he believe that Elliott was the one

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who had kidnapped her.

He knew there was another person who had taken her to the hotel and suspected what might have happened in the

room.

Thalassa wanted to reveal Bruce, to see him suffer a fate worse than death for what he had done.

But with hatred came fear. Fear of the video in Bruce’s possession getting out and destroying her mother.

Biting back her loathing and concealing her guilt, her voice trembled, “Nothing happened. Elliott was about to do

something when Callum came in and saved me.

She stuck to her story that it was Elliott alone who had kidnapped her.

As her words fell, Lysander’s demeanor turned to stone, a low pressure enveloping the office, tormenting

Thalassa’s heart.