My Extraordinary Wife

Lyanna’s lovely face was contorted into a twisted mask of jealousy. “I’ve been in love with him since we were kids. I promised myself I would become Mrs. Nolan when I grew up. If even that cheap b*tch Hera can smile and flirt with him, how dare he not even look at me?”

“I can’t stand this insult, Damian. There’s only one family with the name Berry in Lake City, and they might as well be trailer trash. Do you really think the Nolan family can accept a girl from that type of family as a daughter-in-law?”

Damian swallowed nervously. “But didn’t we hear that Lucas was married? There’s already a Mrs. Nolan.”

Lyanna chuckled coldly. Judging by what she knew of Lucas, hell would freeze over first before he ever got married.

“If he were really married, I’m sure we would at least see his wife at one point. That incident where he rescued people on a plane? I’ll bet it’s another underhanded trick to promote South Star Airlines. Just look at their stock prices—it’s been going up continuously over the past few days!”

“Lyanna, I know you’re the smarter one and that you’ve always been more proud of yourself than I am, but I’m worried for you.” Damian heaved a sigh.

Lyanna glanced at him impassively. “I told you, stay out of my business.”

Damian’s lips moved like he wanted to say something, but in the end, he could only nod. “If you say so… “

…

At this moment, in the Whitland Villa, two intertwined bodies grappled back and forth on the large bed.

was heavy with musk, sweat

groans and the woman’s breathy whimpers echoed through the room in time with

her, the passion

to her last shred of resistance, unwilling to let herself fall

it was not a choice. Everything was working against her, stripping her resistance away and silencing any

almost enough to send Ashlyn over the edge. He embraced her tightly.

haze in her mind, Ashlyn could

name she never heard anyone call her since her mother passed

was comforting to hear

lasted through most of the night, fueled by Lucas’s insatiable appetite. Finally, with every last drop of her energy spent, Ashlyn eventually

body settled down as well. As Ashlyn slept, unbeknownst to her, the sated Spirogyra glowed faintly as it lay docilely within

beside Ashlyn, Lucas gazed at her sleeping features hungrily. Even in sleep, she was luminous. Her finely arched brows were furrowed slightly, lending her a regal look as if something in

could not resist grazing his hand across her smooth cheek, pinching it mischievously as the urge occurred

disgruntled sound through her nose but did not stir.

finding her unbearably gorgeous when she fully gave herself over to her desires. Lucas could not help the

with calm contentment. But without Ashlyn, he would

of his tangled thoughts, but he just knew that he did not

pulled Ashlyn into his embrace easily, feeling the weight of her slender body in his