My Extraordinary Wife

When did he change? She mused.

Soon, Lucas turned increasingly impatient as his breathing turned uneven. He became demanding and aggressive.

Ashlyn gave him a mighty push and ran her fingers through her hair. “Don’t you want lunch?”

Her voice was raspy while her cheeks were as red as tantalizing cherries.

Lucas leaned on the wall and bent his legs casually as he gazed at a blushing Ashlyn.

It was as if time had reversed to four years ago, and she was still that young and shy young lady.

His lips curved up in a smirk. “I wanna devour you.”

“Wash the vegetables!” Ashlyn stuffed the leafy greens into his hands exasperatedly.

She couldn’t help but blush as her heart pounded faster against her chest.

As she looked down, her hair fell from her shoulders and covered part of her features.

Lucas turned on the tap and started washing the vegetables.

When he was done, he turned and saw her chopping the other vegetables deftly.

which were painted ruby red.

down and cast shadows on her

about to tie her hair up. Perhaps her

hands

you with that.” His

heart stopped beating for a moment as her hands

the scrunchie from her and gathered her long hair together before tying

loops to secure her hair. Et voilà—a

had often helped

was skillful enough not to hurt

they were married, so she didn’t mind intimate actions

now, as the man did that to her, her heart that had

miss your cooking. I’d love to have you cook my meals every day. Why don’t you move back home?”

and mighty man’s plea seemed

Lucas had suddenly lost his oppressive demeanor. Right

he was in the kitchen, his aura was unmistakably commanding and superior, befitting

collected her senses and replied, “I’m going to

roasted carrots? Spiced eggplant quinoa

her brows at his guess.

hint of delight sparkled in his

dining table and waited for Ashlyn to finish