My One In A Million Wife

My One In A Million Wife [Ashlyn And Lucas] Chapter 184

My one in a million wife [Ashlyn and Lucas] chapter 184

If Ashlyn followed Lucas home, she would just be offering herself up to Mrs. Nolan’s wrath on a silver platter. Joseph sighed again. Maybe Mrs. Nolan has already moved out. Lucas is divorced, after all.

It’s got to be like that. How else can Lucas bring Ashlyn home so casually?

Ashlyn pursed her lips. She turned to glance at Lucas, trailing her eyes across his sculpted features, precise and coldly handsome. It was an undeniable fact that this damned man was as good-looking as they came.

She could not help but struggle. “Let go of me—oh—”

Ashlyn found her lips occupied before she could make another sound. Lucas kissed her hungrily, devouring her lips with fervent intensity. She welcomed him in with a sigh. The taste of him silenced all of her protests. She knew that if she threw any further tantrums, he was going to literally kiss her to death.

Joseph’s eyes widened. To put it delicately, this was wild.

He did not know that Lucas could be so feral.

Directly kissing a woman into submission? Now that was something he could grudgingly respect.

Impressive!

floored the gas pedal, speeding along hurriedly until they reached

was a gloriously disheveled mess

the car. His hand was locked on her wrist, preventing any chance

her away unwillingly. She wanted to struggle, but her traitorous body refused to listen to her,

wriggling terrified her as if the Spirogyra would burst

Ashlyn obeyed Lucas quietly, fearful of what might happen if she resisted. Her body was as feverishly heated as Lucas’s kisses, and her legs quivered as

unsteady footsteps stumbled as Lucas pulled her toward him

face hungrily, drinking in her features that were as alluring as any flower

in his chest. A forceful tug of his hand brought Ashlyn crashing into his arms. He swept her off her feet easily, hoisting her in

smirked. A single touch is all it takes to

condition, she could only lie limply in his arms. Lucas only found her feistiness an added challenge, every knit and furrow of her brows a devastating arrow to

car, Joseph watched Lucas’s figure retreat into

definitely divorced. There isn’t any other explanation. Joseph thought in

head

to see you two don’t need to come up for air,” he mused out loud. “What’s the

Joseph turned the car around

her apartment, Lyanna was standing on her balcony, a lit cigarette

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