My Extraordinary Wife

Ashlyn blushed scarlet, her voice terribly hoarse as she asked, “Why are you here?”

“How come I didn’t know that my wife is also the famous chief designer X of LX?” Lucas sized up the woman in his arms.

She was still wearing that white dress, beautiful and inimitable.

Ashlyn knew that even if she wore a mask, anyone who was familiar with her could naturally recognize her.

Lucas, for instance.

“It’s just a hobby,” Ashlyn said blandly. “I should go back to the lounge. I have to watch the show this afternoon.”

Lucas pressed his lips together, a tinge of melancholy flickering in his dark eyes. “Are you that desperate to get away from me?”

God… this man can’t stay serious for more than three seconds, can’t he?

“This is my job,” she said sternly, her delicate and beautiful face growing solemn.

work. Kiss me and I’ll let you

with him at such a place, lest

any more unreasonable?! Ashlyn had no

“How insincere.”

twitched, indicating

her eyes. “Don’t push your luck,

the man suddenly came closer again, pressing his lips against

heaving

words, he reluctantly let go

the door, and

insist on changing his flight with someone else?

business with O’Brien and Reedman in

out her way in order to secure

have a woman willingly present themselves

Megan’s insides were about to fall apart from being manhandled by two

the sofa, covered in hickeys, breathing in the whiff of lust in the

feeble voice, she said, “Gentlemen, I’ve already sent someone to drug X’s lounge. As soon as X walks in, you two will be able to see her face under the mask and do whatever you want

O’Brien squeezing Megan’s