Chapter 169 Call Me Ty
After dinner, Thalia brought out the cake and personally sang Tyren a birthday song.
Crimson candlelights flickered, and wine mellowed the air. Staring at her beautiful face, he felt himself grow light-headed, as if he was drunk on her.
Seeing him spacing out, Thalia waved a hand in front of his eyes. "What are you staring at? Hurry up and make a wish already!"
After he snapped back to reality and quietly made two wishes, Thalia curiously asked, "What did you wish for?"
"If I say it out loud, it won't come true."
She laughed. "Tell me, and I'll help make them happen!"
Tyren suddenly took a step closer with a burning gaze in his eyes. "Anything?"
Unaware of the danger closing in, she nodded brightly. "Of course, anything."
As soon as the words left her mouth, a strong, scorching arm wrapped tightly around her waist and firmly pulled her in.
She froze. "Tyren, what are you doing?"
"Don't call me that. Call me Ty," he murmured in a low, hoarse voice, rich with a dangerous sensua

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