Chapter 435


    She shifted, intending to get up, only to find herself cradled, held like a child in someone''s arms.


    A muscr arm rested against her waist, the defined lines and warmth seeping through her skin and


    leading to a flutter in her heart.


    Thssa''s cheeks flushed at the sensation.


    Last night, it was this solid, powerful touch that led her to surrender despite all her attempts to resist.


    Thssay back against Lysander, his muscr chest against her back. She could even feel the


    steady rhythm of his heartbeat, making her own heart race in response.


    His breath washed over her head, carrying a hint of danger.


    A hug that was both warm and dangerous.


    Thssa slowly lifted his arm away from her, getting up to retrieve her clothes from the floor before


    heading to the shower.


    Her reflection in the mirror revealed the evidence of the night before, her body was covered in love


    bites.


    Feeling somewhat drained, she turned on the shower, letting the water wash over her.


    Thankfully, her clothes from yesterday were still wearable.


    After getting dressed, she exited the bathroom, only to meet Lysander''szy gaze, which held a sense


    of satisfaction.


    Thssa paused, then said, “It''ste, I need to go to the office."


    Just as she finished speaking, her stomach growled softly.


    Feeling embarrassed, Thssa covered her stomach and turned to leave.


    Lysander''s deep voice stopped her, “Breakfast will be here soon. Eat before you go."


    She could have imed not to be hungry if her stomach hadn''t betrayed her. Now, she didn’t even


    have an excuse to refuse.


    Just as she hesitated, Lysander got out of bed, his lean, muscr legs shing before her eyes.


    Thssa''s heart skipped a beat, and she quickly turned away.


    Lysander then disappeared into the bathroom.


    At that moment, the doorbell rang.


    Thssa quickly went to answer it, opening the door to a room service attendant pushing in a breakfast


    cart.


    "Good morning, your breakfast was there, the attendant said politely.


    “Thank you; Thssa replied.


    As the attendant wheeled in the breakfast cart, Thssa’s gaze fell on the clothes scattered on the


    floor, Lysander''s clothes, including his boxers.


    Her breath hitched, and she quickly picked up the clothes and stuffed them under the covers.


    She turned back to the attendant, offering an awkward smile.


    The attendant, though embarrassed, quickly left the room after setting down the breakfast tray.


    Feeling frustrated, Thssa pped her forehead, hitting the spot where she''d been injured.


    The pain made her grimace.


    Lysander emerged from the bathroom just in time to see her expressive face.


    "Was something wrong with the food?" he asked, his voice low and slightly husky from his recent


    shower.


    Thssa turned to look at him. Fresh from the shower, he looked even more handsome.


    She took a deep breath to steady her racing heart. "No, I just hit my injury by ident"


    His gaze lingered on her forehead, noting the darker scar. It was healing.


    “Come eat,’ he ordered, sitting down at the table.


    Thssa sat down across from him, noticing a ss of water and a small, white pill.


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    She felt heartache.


    She knew what that pill was.


    It was a morning-after pill!