Chapter 789
Lysander was always ready to tear her apart the moment she resisted.
Thalassa, swallowing down her urge to fight back, followed him into the bathroom.
As the bathroom door closed behind them, Lysander began to leisurely unbutton his shirt. Thalassa’s eyes were drawn to his attractive throat, and as he undressed, his strong collarbone…
Thalassa’s heart jumped, and she quickly turned away, refusing to look at him.
Despite her fear and panic towards him, whenever she saw his muscular, attractive body, she couldn’t help but blush and her heart would race, her body rippling with an uncontrollable wave of emotion.A wave she couldn’t contro!.
Thalassa was deeply frustrated.
Thalassa had just turned her back when Lysander took her shoulders in his large hands, turning her back towards him. His finger lifted her chin, his deep voice mixed with the steam from the hot water, “What haven’t you seen before that you’re being shy about, hmm?” Swallowing nervously, Thalassa responded, “It’s been a few weeks since we’ve seen each other, so I guess I’m a bit rusty.”
Lysander’s eyes narrowed, his entire presence radiating a dangerous aura, “Well, then let’s get you reacquainted.”
With a finger lifting her chin, he kissed her dominantly.
Thalassa’s breath was stolen, her lips pried apart, her tongue coiled up, and swept away…
From the moment he kissed her, a strong numbing sensation spread quickly from her lips to her whole body, and Thalassa’s body went limp.
Lysander’s deep, hot breath was warm against her face, mixing with her own as he held her steady, making sure she didn’t slide down his body.
Their intertwined breaths, mixed with the steady sound of water in the shower, created a steamy haze on the bathroom mirror, blurring the reflection of the two tightly embraced figures.
The next day, Thalassa was awakened by the sunlight that peeked through the curtains and shone on her face.
As she slowly woke up, she raised her hand to shield her eyes from the sun. Just as she was about to get up, she noticed a heavy weight on her chest.
Opening her eyes, she turned her head to see Lysander’s handsome face. He was sleeping on his side, his arms still wrapped around her, his arm pressing down on her, making it hard for her to breathe.
The morning sunlight, not too intense yet, shone on Lysander’s face, making it seem as if he was glowing.
His strong features, high cheekbones, and sensual lips, all combined with his masculinity, made his face incredibly attractive.
And his tall, muscular body, his toned abs, and strong chest…
Absolutely flawless.
And most importantly, he was the father of her children.
If he wasn’t the CEO of the Sinclair Group, if he wasn’t the head of the Sinclair family, Starhaven’s first elite family, if he wasn’t so domineering, cold, and ruthless…
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Perhaps, she would be the happiest woman in the world.
They could have a complete family.
But the world is not full of ‘ifs’.
Thalassa carefully moved his arm off her, slowly got out of bed, and got dressed from the wardrobe.
As she was dressing up, she suddenly felt a chill down her spine.
Turning around, Thalassa found herself meeting Lysander’s deep eyes.
Startled, she quickly covered herself with the clothes, “You’re awake.”