The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet novel Chapter 434

"Looked like you still didn't learn your lessons, huh?" Lysander's icy gaze was as chilling as a winter storm, his handsome face a mask of frosty indifference.

His cold breath fanned across her face, making Thalassa shudder involuntarily.

She recalled his threatening words, his promise that if she dared to run, he would make her life a living hell.

A ripple of fear passed through her as she stammered, "Mr. Sinclair, I was wrong."

"Too late," Lysander's icy words fell upon her liked the first snowflakes of winter. He released her chin, wrapped his arm around her slender waist, and strode out of the restroom.

He pulled out his phone and dialed a number, "Presidential suite, please."

With that, he slipped his phone back into the pocket of his suit.

Fear blossomed in Thalassa, making her legs wobble.

She pleaded hastily, "Mr. Sinclair, it's late. I need to get back."

She had left without telling Evelyn, who was sleeping in a separate room. The children were asleep, too, and would panic if they woke up and couldn't find her.

She knew what booking the Presidential suite meant.

Lysander tightened his grip around her waist, dominant and assertive.

"No need to go back."

The elevator took them straight to the top floor, where the Presidential suite was located. The door was already open, and Lysander led her inside, pressing her up against the door as it closed behind them.

Thalassa's back was cold against the mahogany door while Lysander's muscular body enveloped her.

"Tonight, you'll face the consequences of your actions," He whispered into her ear, his hot breath tickling her sensitive skin.

Thalassa shivered involuntarily.

Her sweaty back against the cold door created a stark contrast with Lysander's warm body pressing against her, creating a sensation of both cold and heat.

This contrast stimulated Thalassa, making her breath hitch and her heart pound.