The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet novel Chapter 975

Thalassa snapped back to reality, hurrying to keep up.

After descending from the rooftop, she entered Lysander's office. As soon as she walked in, the glass door swung shut behind her and locked with an ominous click.

Her body tensed, a primal sense of danger coursing through her veins.

Without warning, Lysander's hand snaked around her slender waist, pulling her forcefully against his muscular torso. Her forehead collided with his chest, sending her heart into a frenetic gallop, like a startled fawn crashing into a cloud—confused and alarmed.

"Lysander, what are you doing?" she demanded, her voice shaky.

"You," he responded with a single word, his low, icy voice sending shivers down her spine.

Thalassa's eyes widened in panic. In a brief struggle, she realized that his grip was unyielding—she was trapped, her body involuntarily brushing against his.

Suddenly, she felt a telling change in him.

Her cheeks flushed with shock, and she stilled immediately, daring not to squirm anymore.

Before Lysander, any struggle seemed only to heighten the peril.

Lifting her gaze, she met his eyes—deep and fathomless as the night sky, exuding an invasive, predatory intent.

Her heart quivered at the sight.

"What happened tonight? Did any man touch you?" Lysander's voice was dangerously low.

The air around him felt oppressively heavy, enough to make one's teeth chatter in fear.

Thalassa shook her head frantically, "No one... no one touched me."

"I need to check," he declared, his tone imperious.