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.

heavy with musk,

whimpers echoed through the room in time with each

waist tightly as he worshiped her, the passion in

head back, Ashlyn clung desperately to her last shred of

against her, stripping her resistance away and silencing

and the sound alone was almost enough to send Ashlyn over the edge. He embraced

in her mind, Ashlyn could vaguely see Lucas’s

name she never heard

comforting to hear it

through most of the night, fueled by Lucas’s insatiable appetite. Finally, with every last drop of

settled down as well. As Ashlyn slept,

Lucas gazed at her sleeping features hungrily. Even in sleep, she was luminous. Her finely arched brows were furrowed slightly,

resist grazing his hand across her smooth cheek, pinching it mischievously as the urge occurred to

made a disgruntled sound through her nose but did not stir. She must have been

unbearably gorgeous when she fully gave herself over to her desires. Lucas could not help the stupid grin that spread across his face. With his

Lucas could feel every cell inside his body hum with calm contentment. But without

the bottom of

his embrace easily, feeling the weight of her slender body