The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet novel Chapter 910

As Lysander's gaze drifted towards the throw pillow, Thalassa's heart skipped a beat. With a swift movement, she reached out, cupped his face in her hands, and forcefully turned his attention back to her, feigning a frantic, though strained, smile.

"This house was initially under my name; it belongs to me. Doesn’t it make sense for me to live in my own house? If I don’t live here, should I bring my mom to live in Royal Estates? She's not your mother-in-law. Would you even agree to that?"

To divert Lysander's attention, Thalassa put on a flirtatious smirk and playfully teased him, successfully shifting the blame onto him.

If he started digging into the house issue, he might let his possessiveness kick in, barring her and her mother, Evelyn, from staying. Especially after the harrowing ordeal Evelyn had just suffered, if she found out they were being kicked out again, the emotional toll would be immense.

Thalassa couldn't bear the thought of causing her mother more distress.

As Thalassa's hands cradled Lysander's face, her cool fingertips brushed against his warm cheeks, her anxious eyes pretending to flirt as they locked with Lysander's ocean-deep gaze.

Outwardly, she appeared casual and affectionate, but inside, her heart pounded like a drum, "thumping" erratically.

Her chilly touch seemed to pour a bucket of cold water over Lysander’s fiery temper, quenching the anger in his heart.

He stared back at her with deep-set eyes, a shadow of a smile playing on his lips, "You want the house? I've told you before, you're my woman. Besides the title of Mrs. Sinclair, just ask, and I can give you anything you want."

With a swift move, Lysander wrapped his arms around her slender waist and pulled her close, narrowing the gap between them.

Caught by surprise, Thalassa stumbled backward, her hands instinctively pressing against his chest as she craned her neck to look up at him.

His face was so close she could make out each pore, the elastic allure of his skin radiating a bold masculine charm. Those deep eyes exerted an innate authority that sent shivers down her spine.

Her heart fluttered wildly, like a doe in the headlights.