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.

Ashlyn’s waist tightly as if

She’s acting like she’s the

clenched

be so strong.

exceptionally

the fury burning in Lucas’ veins. It was burning so strong that he wanted to shred

she was not

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

I admit I was playing rough earlier, but why

control of the situation and started

she was

lay

angrily as he slapped her

What a disobedient girl!

such a thing

the time Ashlyn woke again,

realizing that Lucas was not on the bed. Instead, there

put them on. Then she nimbly climbed over the window. Pressing down hard on the

she ran to the gates. After sweeping her gaze at her surroundings, she climbed up the wall and

Lucas. That tyrannical man was barely a man at all. He had trapped her on the bed for an entire day and night, and

weak land;

raised her head