My One in a Million Wife

My one in a million wife [Ashlyn and Lucas] chapter 107

Ashlyn responded with a snort. Just because he said he hasn’t been bitten by any dogs before doesn’t mean it’s true. He really likes biting people.

“Really,” Lucas said displeasingly.

“Roger that, Captain Nolan,” Ashlyn said nonchalantly.

Lucas looked into her almond eyes and found traces of disdain, displeasure, and impatience.

Yet he found her fair facial features beautiful and captivating. Every now and then, she exuded a sense of confidence and independence, attracting the gaze of people around her.

Lucas was enchanted by her, but he held himself back.

His sexy thin lips curved upwards slightly, and his dark eyes gleamed with desire.

He slid his hand into her smooth hair again and said, “Good girl.”

He articulated those two words in a cold and serious tone, but there was also a hint of affection.

The corners of Ashlyn’s eyes twitched.

She looked at the neurotic man who had been staring at her all this while, and the frustration and annoyance in her heart started to melt. She saw pleasure on his almost perfect face.

As she stared at the corners of Lucas’s lips, she thought to herself, Damn it.

Since we got divorced, he has only been hostile and aggressive like a lunatic. Now, all of a sudden, he knows how to smile?

him a rabid

Smiling doesn’t suit him.

to race

a little too

and I slapped him back. Well,

who was driving in the front seat, found the physical

the car steadily then said, “Mr.

Lucas the whole time. It was only after she got out of the car that

them to

earlier promise to send

suppressed started to surface again. “Lucas, what

Whitland Villa was closer to the bar,” Lucas answered coldly. “You lived here

tensed up

with a frown as he stroked her face with

examined every trace of

him feel

likes to lose his

felt like slapping him on the other

saying, Lucas,” Ashlyn said

darkened when he heard her answer, and he glared at her

of them stared at each other;

said softly, “It’s already past midnight, Mr. Nolan…you have a

want

want to go home