Chapter 1199


    Thssa''s heart skipped a beat, thrown off rhythm by the memory of his response to her question that


    day. Her pulse raced erratically, seeking escape from the turmoil within.


    She quickly averted her gaze, refusing to look at his profile any longer, focusing straight ahead, and fell


    silent.


    Lysander, the kind of man whose emotions were as intense as his possessiveness, was suffocating


    and painful.


    She was just an ordinary woman, unable to bear the weight of his oppressive affection.


    Nor could she imagine a life indefinitely by his side without any formal acknowledgment. All she


    yearned for was a simple, tranquil existence.


    The car pulled to a stop in the driveway of the Royal Estates.


    Experience had taught her if she didn''t hurry out, Lysander woulde and scoop her up in a princess


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    carry that was as embarrassingly intimate as it was heart-fluttering, making her feel utterly


    ufortable. Especially with so many servants around, their eyes inevitably catching the scene,


    leaving her blushing and shy.


    So the moment the car came to a halt, she hastily pushed the door open and stepped out onto the solid


    ground, heading towards the house.


    Behind her, the sound of the car door closing signaled Lysander''s exit. She quickened her pace, nearly


    running into the living room.


    Fitch, the head butler, was directing the staff in their cleaning when he saw her. He greeted her with


    respectful politeness, "Ms. Everhart, wee back."


    "Yes, thank you. Carry on," Thssa replied cordially.


    No sooner had she spoken than she felt an imposing presence behind her. A looming shadow


    enveloped her before she could react, her feet lifted from the ground, and her body was suspended in


    air.


    Thssa gasped in surprise, her hands instinctively reaching for something stable to prevent a fall.


    As always, she found Lysander''s neck, her body steadied, her panicked heart found its pace, and her


    anxious eyes met the handsome face inches from hers.


    His solid chest pressed against her, radiating an unshakeable strength and a potent masculine scent


    that teased her cheeks.


    Her heart, yet to settle, began to race once more.


    Her heartbeat, right against the spot where Lysander''s chest met her left breast, was for him.


    His deep eyes flickered, his gaze intense as he saw her startled look. His throat tightened, and he


    carried her swiftly upstairs.


    The staff, led by Fitch, caught off guard by Lysander carrying Thssa, quickly lowered their heads,


    pretending to see nothing, busying themselves with their tasks, lest they draw Lysander''s ire.


    It was vexing. She''d tried all day to avoid this very situation, only to find herself still in his arms.


    "Mmm." Thssa was caught off guard, her lips sealed.


    Lysander''s breath was hot and heavy, his passion enveloping her senses. Co?tent of


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    The kiss deepened, heating with every second. His strong hand gripped her slender waist, pulling her


    close to him.


    Thssa, feeling the change in his body, widened her eyes in rm.