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.
released Ashlyn, she was a gloriously disheveled mess with a swollen
out of the car. His hand was locked on her
her away unwillingly. She wanted to struggle, but her traitorous body refused to listen
terrified her as if
if she resisted. Her body was as feverishly heated as
footsteps stumbled as Lucas pulled her toward him
Lucas’s eyes roved over Ashlyn’s flushed face hungrily, drinking in her features that were as alluring
Ashlyn crashing into his arms. He swept her off her feet easily, hoisting
touch is all it takes
lie limply in his arms. Lucas only found her feistiness an added challenge, every knit and furrow of
the car, Joseph watched Lucas’s figure retreat into the
There isn’t any other explanation.
head at the unsolicited public display
see you two don’t need to come up for air,” he mused out
his lips, Joseph turned the car around and
apartment, Lyanna was standing on her balcony, a lit cigarette in
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