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.

trailed down to her pursed lips, which were painted ruby red. She might be chopping vegetables, but she

drooped down and cast shadows on

suddenly removed the scrunchie from her wrist and was about to tie her hair up. Perhaps her long

his hands and took

you with that.” His husky

for a moment as

took the scrunchie from her and gathered

her hair. Et voilà—a simple,

often

skillful enough

she didn’t mind intimate actions

to her, her

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

mighty man’s plea

and met his gaze. Lucas had suddenly lost his oppressive demeanor. Right now, he was

he was in the kitchen, his

him, Ashlyn collected her senses and replied, “I’m

roasted carrots? Spiced eggplant quinoa

at his guess. “Oh?

of delight sparkled in his eyes. “It’s just

the dining table and