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

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

tightly as he worshiped her, the passion in his dark eyes threatening

threw her trembling head back, Ashlyn clung desperately to her last shred of resistance, unwilling to let herself fall

choice. Everything was working against her, stripping her

send Ashlyn over the edge. He embraced her tightly. “Lyn…

Ashlyn

she never heard anyone

was comforting to hear

with every last drop of her energy spent, Ashlyn eventually

slept, unbeknownst to her, the sated Spirogyra

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 her

were enchanting, pulling him deeper and deeper into her world. Lucas could not resist grazing his hand across her smooth cheek, pinching

but did not stir. She must have been truly

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

Ashlyn was with him, Lucas could feel every cell inside his body hum with calm contentment. But without Ashlyn, he

the bottom of his tangled thoughts,

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