The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet novel Chapter 503

She had a sinking feeling that she wouldn't want to visit this place again.

To her surprise, he had prepared an array of clothes just for her.

That simple thought sent a chill down Thalassa's spine.

Suddenly, a glimpse of his neck caught her eye; her heart skipped a beat in fear.

He was clad in a slate-grey silk nightshirt, casually unbuttoned to reveal his slender neck and masculine collarbone.

A large, conspicuous hickey sat at the top of his collarbone, its redness and distinct tooth marks impossible to miss.

Thalassa froze. It was her handiwork.

Lysander's eyes narrowed, holding a dangerous gaze as he watched her surprised and fearful expression.

The housemaid had also reacted oddly upon seeing it.

He turned and walked towards the bathroom where a mirror resided.

Regaining her senses, Thalassa quickly grabbed a long dress from the wardrobe, intending to change into it in the dressing room.

Suddenly, a grip tightened around the back of her neck.

"Agh!" Thalassa shrieked in pain.

The next moment, she found herself yanked towards him, facing his dark, brooding fury.

"You bit me? You surely got some nerve! You want to lose that mouth of yours?" He held her cheeks, pressing them together to pout her lips; her red lips looked as juicy as a ripe cherry.

Struggling, Thalassa broke free. She was panting heavily, "It was you who wouldn't let go of me! If I hadn't bitten you then, I would have been killed!"

She remembered pleading him to let her go, but her words fell on deaf ears.

She was in so much pain that she bit down on his neck.

Surprisingly, he didn't seem to feel any pain.