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.

and grabbed Ashlyn’s waist tightly as if he wanted to meld

her. She’s acting like she’s the

clenched into

expected Lucas to be so strong. Those ropes were

exceptionally

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

was not a cowardly

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

rough earlier, but why

of the situation and started attacking Lucas’ lips

as if she was competing

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

huffed angrily as he slapped her

What a disobedient girl!

dare you do such a thing to

woke

that Lucas was not on the bed. Instead, there were sounds of running

picked up her clothes and put them on. Then she nimbly climbed over the window. Pressing down hard

gates. After sweeping her gaze

Lucas. That tyrannical man was barely a man at all. He had trapped her on the

a weak land; she could not continue to endure him endlessly

head