My Extraordinary Wife

Crack!

The whip landed again. The man’s muscular chest was covered in red whip marks. He did not look disheveled at all; instead, he looked wild and deadly charming.

There was an air of dominance that shrouded him, and there was a crackling flame in his eyes. He hissed, “Ashlyn, you’ll regret this!”

“I’m half-dead from your torment. All I’m doing now is to return you a tiny part of what you’ve done to me,” Ashlyn sneered.

The man started struggling vigorously against the ropes that bound his hands and legs.

He had a terrifying expression on his face as he growled.

When the whip landed again, the man jerked up from the bed.

Snap! It was a loud noise.

He had broken free of his restraints. With bloodshot eyes, he grabbed the whip before it could do anything else.

Ashlyn then fell into his stiff arms.

His divinely features twisted into a wrathful look. When the afternoon sun shone on his face, he looked irresistible.

Being tied up and whipped was an intense humiliation for Lucas.

waist tightly as if he wanted to meld her into his

acting like she’s

hands clenched into

expected Lucas to be so

was exceptionally strong

fury burning in Lucas’ veins. It was burning so strong that he wanted to shred her right here and

was not a

her way out, the man’s lips abruptly on hers,

playing rough earlier, but why

the situation and

if she was

than an hour later, Ashlyn lay on the bed, exhausted, and

as he

What a disobedient girl!

dare you do such a

time Ashlyn woke again, it

across the room before realizing that Lucas was not on the

clothes and put them on. Then she nimbly climbed over the window. Pressing down hard on the

her gaze at her surroundings, she climbed up the wall

had beaten up Lucas. That tyrannical man was barely a man at all. He had trapped her on the bed for an entire day and night, and she

was but a weak land; she could not continue to endure him endlessly ploughing

her head