The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet

Faye was fuming mad, thinking to herself, “Thalassa is such a slut!” Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

If looks could kill, Faye would have already murdered Thalassa by now.

After leaving the office, Thalassa scuttled back to the desk. She didn’t dare get too close and anxiously

blurted, “Mr. Sinclair, I had nothing to do with that elevator chatter in the video. I didn’t spread the rumor

either.”

Her eyes were wide with anxiety, her heart still fluttering from Lysander’s earlier actions. She looked

downright pitiful, her tears making her all the more appealing.

Lysander’s lust hadn’t quite subsided. Seeing her approach him again stirred up feelings of pity.

Lysander stood up, his presence overpowering as he walked towards her.

“Really, you didn’t spread the rumor? Then why so nervous?” Lysander advanced on her step by step.

Under his intimidating aura, Thalassa backed away, “Mr. Sinclair, I swear I didn’t. Why would I spread

rumors? What’s in it for me?”

The sunlight streaming in from the window lit up her eyes, making them look crystal clear.

From Lysander’s perspective, her eyes were like sparkling glass beads, reflecting a dazzling light..

Her long lashes cast a shadow.

Lysander grabbed her slim waist, pulling her close. Their bodies pressed together.

“How is it not to your benefit? Isn’t it what you’ve always wanted, for everyone to know you’re my

woman, for the rumor to be true?”

Lysander’s voice was low and smoky

Thalassa blinked in surprise. She pushed against his chest, trying to create some distance. Their close

proximity was suggestive.

“Mr. Sinclair, I didn’t spread any rumors, nor do I have any such intentions. I’m here at the Sinclair

group to work hard and make a living, that’s all.”

Thalassa’s heart was racing. She struggled to free herself from his grip.

But the man was strong, his arms around her waist like a vise. No matter how much she struggled, she

couldn’t get away. Her struggles only caused friction against him, exciting him even more.

Damn it.

He was losing control. He wanted to make love with her right here, right now!

He was certain her cleaning act in front of him was a deliberate attempt to seduce him.

He had only intended to teach her a lesson, but he hadn’t expected to be this affected!

He was helpless against her!

This predicament was irritating Lysander.

His gaze darkened.

Fury ignited, he abruptly let go of her waist, “Is that so? Then show me your determination to work

hard!”

Without Lysander’s support, Thalassa lost balance and fell to her knees.

She looked utterly abject.

Thalassa’s eyes widened, her heart pounding in fear.

She quickly grabbed onto Lysander’s trousers, trying to pull herself up.

But it was too late.

Thalassa’s breath hitched.

Looking up, she saw Lysander’s face dark as a stormy sky.

His mysterious, deep-set eyes seemed to draw her in, leaving nothing behind.

Oh my God! What on earth did she do?

She didn’t do anything!