The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet novel Chapter 214

Thalassa's heart suddenly hammered in her chest.

Holy shit, she almost blurted out the truth.

Too much yapping could really land her in hot water.

Lysander lifted her chin with his index finger, forcing her face toward him.

His handsome face was brooding and cold, his black eyes were deep, and he stared at her intensely as if trying to see right through her.

Thalassa was already on edge, but his penetrating gaze made her so nervous she could hardly breathe.

She felt incredibly awkward and uneasy. She tried to put on a smile, trying to keep her cool: "Only kids would mess with such toys, no adult would accidentally puncture Mr. Sinclair's tire."

"Sounds like you care a lot about my tire." Lysander's voice, deep as a cello, resounded.

He lifted her face, his deep eyes revealing a profound melancholy.

His overwhelming aura was extremely dangerous for Thalassa, she squirmed uncomfortably, trying to escape from his grasp.

She hurriedly explained: "No, I was just curious and took a look, accidentally pulling out the nail. I would have done the same if it was someone else's car."

Thalassa was trying hard to distance herself from his car.

If he knew that it was her son who punctured his tire, that would be a total disaster.

She said she would have done the same if it was someone else's car.

That statement made Lysander feel uncomfortable.

"You are such a troublemaker, then you better fix this mess," Lysander said it coldly.

Her scent and her fair skin were so close, making him restless.

She started squirming again, even through the fabric, he could feel her softness.

He grabbed her waist, pulling her towards him, his large hand firmly holding her waist, not letting her move. His lips approached hers with a hint of punishment.

His hand gripped her slender waist like a clamp, making her unable to move.

His strong masculine scent surrounded her, and her heart was like a magnet attracted to him, beating wildly.

His face got closer and closer, she opened her eyes wide in shock, then tightly shut them.

Lysander's hot breath sprayed on her ear, and his deep voice said, "I've always noticed you have a special scent on you."

Thalassa subconsciously asked, "What scent?"

"You smell like milk," Lysander said.

It was a different scent from the natural magnolia perfume on her body.

It was faint, but very pleasant.

In the past, he had noticed this scent, but today it was stronger than ever.

Hearing this, Thalassa suddenly stiffened.

She was already nervous and confused, this comment made her even more flustered, and her heart began to race.

She quickly pushed away his hand resting on her waist, took two steps back, maintaining a safe distance from him, her mind started racing, then said, "I had milk and eggs for breakfast today; that's why I smell like milk."

"Not just in your mouth, your body also smells like milk." Lysander said.