My One In A Million Wife

My one in a million wife [Ashlyn and Lucas] chapter 132

Crack!

The whip landed again. The man’s muscular chest was covered in red whip marks. He did not look disheveled at all; instead, he looked wild and deadly charming.

There was an air of dominance that shrouded him, and there was a crackling flame in his eyes. He hissed, “Ashlyn, you’ll regret this!”

“I’m half-dead from your torment. All I’m doing now is to return you a tiny part of what you’ve done to me,” Ashlyn sneered.

The man started struggling vigorously against the ropes that bound his hands and legs.

He had a terrifying expression on his face as he growled.

When the whip landed again, the man jerked up from the bed.

Snap! It was a loud noise.

He had broken free of his restraints. With bloodshot eyes, he grabbed the whip before it could do anything else.

Ashlyn then fell into his stiff arms.

His divinely features twisted into a wrathful look. When the afternoon sun shone on his face, he looked irresistible.

Being tied up and whipped was an intense humiliation for Lucas.

if he wanted to meld

lenient with her. She’s acting like she’s the queen of this

hands clenched into

to be so strong. Those ropes

this man was exceptionally strong all along.

could sense the fury burning in Lucas’ veins. It was burning so strong that he wanted to shred her right here and right

was not a

to struggle her way out, the man’s lips abruptly on hers, as though he

I was playing rough earlier, but why does it

of the

was as if she was competing with

hour later, Ashlyn lay on the bed, exhausted, and fell

angrily as he slapped

What a disobedient girl!

do such a thing

woke again, it

was not on

clothes and put them on. Then she nimbly climbed over the window. Pressing down hard on the railings, she swung her legs above it and

discomfort she was feeling, she ran to the gates. After sweeping her gaze

her on the bed for an entire day and night, and she did not

but a weak land; she could not

the villa, she raised her head to