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.

and trailed down to her pursed lips, which were painted ruby red. She might be

and cast

scrunchie from her wrist and was about to tie her hair up. Perhaps her long hair had

hands and took her

you with that.” His husky

beating for a moment

her and gathered her long hair together before tying

secure her hair. Et voilà—a simple, low ponytail

divorce, Lucas had often helped to

skillful enough not to hurt

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

did that to her, her heart that had just calmed

I like tying your hair. I also miss your cooking. I’d love to have you cook my meals every day. Why don’t you move back home?” As Ashlyn cast her gaze downward without

mighty man’s plea seemed somehow

met his gaze. Lucas had suddenly lost

he was in the kitchen, his aura was unmistakably commanding

and replied, “I’m

carrots? Spiced

raised her brows at his guess.

and a hint of delight sparkled in his eyes.

dining table and waited for Ashlyn to finish