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.

with musk,

and the woman’s breathy whimpers echoed through the room in time with each other, rising and falling to compose a

the passion in his dark eyes threatening to melt her

head back, Ashlyn clung desperately to her last shred of resistance, unwilling to let

a choice. Everything was working against her, stripping her resistance

to send Ashlyn

mind, Ashlyn

a name she never heard anyone call her

comforting to

Lucas’s insatiable appetite. Finally, with every last drop of her energy spent, Ashlyn eventually drifted

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

sleep, she was luminous. Her finely arched brows were furrowed slightly, lending her a regal look as if something in her

pulling him deeper and deeper into her world. Lucas could not resist grazing his

nose but did not stir. She must have been

could not help the stupid grin that spread across his face. With his thirst slaked, he was content.

with calm contentment. But without Ashlyn, he

get to the bottom of his tangled thoughts, but he just knew that he did not want to

easily, feeling the weight of her slender