The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet novel Chapter 702

Her nails dug into his back. Each breath was a ragged struggle, and her heart was beating a wild drum in her chest.

"You learned your lesson, didn't you?" Lysander's husky voice echoed in her ear.

It was sultry, imposing, and dangerous.

Fear gripped Thalassa's heart, but she managed to stutter out a response. "Yes, I won't be so naive again."

All she wanted now was for Lysander to let her go. She had clashed with him many times before, and each encounter left her feeling defeated.

She was still nursing a sprained ankle and had no desire to be bedridden.

Her submission pleased Lysander. He released her and helped her up. "Let's get some dinner."

His voice was low, and his menacing undertone was clear.

Thalassa had convinced Lysander to let her go by telling him that the kids were waiting for dinner. She didn’t hesitate when given the chance to escape his clutches. Ignoring her uneven breathing, she quickly reached for her crutches beside the bed.

Before she could fully grasp it, Lysander held the crutches with one hand. His deep eyes looked down on her as he asked, "Need this?"

Thalassa glanced at his other hand, which was supporting her, and understood. He meant to help her downstairs.

There was no room for protest.

Thalassa relinquished the crutch, allowing Lysander to guide her step-by-step down the stairs.

The children were already seated at the dining table, each with a spoon in hand, eagerly consuming their food.