Ashlyn stared at him blankly, “Where are we going?”

“We’re going home,” he said as he carried her bridal style and made their way out.

The Lamborghini sped all the way back to the manor.

Lucas opened the door, carried her down the car, and took big strides towards the bedroom.

“Take a rest first. I’ll prepare your bath,” he said. Then, he folded his sleeves and went to the bathroom.

Ashlyn’s body still felt limp as she lay on the bed.

The sound of running water from the bathroom could be heard.

Her tense emotions instantly relaxed.

When Lucas came out of the bathroom, he noticed she was fast asleep.

The blazer draped on her shoulder fell to the floor and revealed her crumpled dress. It was torn at the hem and ripped at the collar, showing bruises on her snow-white skin.

He couldn’t imagine the torture she had suffered.

She was drugged!

Someone actually dare to drug my woman?

have a

the Fashion Week

uneasy in her seat. She was lost in thoughts and didn’t

turned

she couldn’t wrap her

What happened?

said in a low

Megan everything

did you say? She defeated both

in the world?! This was completely out of

to win an award and

turned out

Megan almost fainted.

spiraling

she thought, How could Ashlyn be

did she escape from it unscathed? Does

In the manor.

Ashlyn woke up from a well-rested sleep, it was

noticed she was wearing

sat on the sofa in the room. He heard a rustle of sheets and turned to look at her,

tried to sway her head. She was glad the after-effects of the drugs had worn off after a night of

feeling of

say something when she heard him say,

was indeed ravenous, “Yes, I’m

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