“You sure are brave. Threatening my husband and pointing a gun at me?” The corner of Ashlyn’s lips curled upward into a smirk as her gaze remained icy.

Ashlyn’s chilling voice echoed in his ear. All of a sudden, a sharp pain shot from his neck, causing him to wail in agony.

As he twisted in pain, he caught sight of Ashlyn’s pretty face just inches away from his. Her clear eyes pierced into his soul, exposing every bit of his fear.

W-What a scary woman. Not just her aura, but her fighting skills as well!

In just a few seconds, before the scarred man could even register what was going on, he found himself being held captive by Ashlyn.

This woman… is terrifying!

“I-I’m just working for Franklin! I’m just a henchman, a lackey! Please let me go…”

The scarred man could not bear the pain coursing through his entire body. He squirmed and shrieked for help every few seconds.

Whenever he lifted his eyes, he met Ashlyn’s stone-cold gaze. Her beautiful black eyes were as dark as the depths of hell, which made him shudder.

“Help! Help me!” he screamed in terror.

men saw what was going on, they

on Lucas’ devilishly handsome face vanished as his gaze turned eerily hostile. “It’s my wife’s right to love and protect me.

his expression grew

had never failed to

her wrath directed toward Franklin. Her wrath was so great that it was almost tangible. There was no doubt that she was burning with rage

gaze softened as he turned to look at Ashlyn. A sense of warmth flowed in

with the other men, a loud crack reverberated in

eyes as

T-This is—

Bang!

senses. They turned to look at Ashlyn, taken aback by how

face displayed zero hints of

though she was not the one who pulled

fighting with Lucas dropped heavily onto the ground,

by the neck. Glaring at him in displeasure, he tightened his

he detached the man’s head from

stared at the couple and trembled in

back whatever that’s due, be it grace or revenge. Since you

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