My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 184

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!

Joseph floored the gas pedal, speeding along hurriedly until they reached the gates of Whitland Villa.

was a gloriously disheveled mess with a swollen lip and

word, Lucas practically dragged Ashlyn out of the car. His hand was locked on her wrist, preventing

She wanted to struggle, but her traitorous body refused to listen to her,

excitedly through her blood. Feeling all that frantic wriggling terrified her as if the Spirogyra would burst from her veins anytime, puncturing her arteries and

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

Lucas pulled her toward

roved over Ashlyn’s flushed face hungrily, drinking in her

smile as anticipation built in his chest. A forceful tug of his hand brought Ashlyn crashing into his arms. He swept her off her

single touch is all it takes to

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 his

retreat into the house after scooping Ashlyn into

any

his arms sheepishly, shaking his head at the

need to come up for air,” he mused

turned the car around

a world away in her apartment, Lyanna was standing on her balcony, a lit

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