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.

as if he

acting like

clenched

to be so strong. Those ropes

that this man was exceptionally

veins. It was burning so

was not a cowardly

was about to struggle her way out, the man’s lips

was playing rough earlier,

an instant, she took control of the situation and

as if she was

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

he slapped her bottom

What a disobedient girl!

do such

woke again, it was

that Lucas was not on

window. Pressing down hard on the railings, she swung her legs above it and landed on the

the gates. After sweeping her gaze at her surroundings, she climbed up the wall and escaped

up Lucas. That tyrannical man was barely a man at all. He had trapped her on the bed for an entire day and night, and she did not

ox, and she was but a weak land; she

she raised her head to look at the